Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

Huo Shichuan was still wandering around Tang Suiwan's room, raised his hand and pulled out an exercise book on the shelf, and dropped a neatly folded report card from it.

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Jincheng No. [-] Middle School and Twelve School Joint Entrance Examination Transcript.

High school sophomore class.

Tang Suiwan's name was on the first line, and he looked back along that line.

Class rank: 1.

Grade Rank: 2.

When Tang Suiwan grabbed the safe button and came in, he saw the report card in Huo Shichuan's hand and was stunned.

"Where did you find it?"

Huo Shichuan held up the thin piece of paper, "In this exercise book... why is Baby so good?"

Tang Suiwan took the paper and glanced at it, "It's not as good as Mr. Huo who completed the credits and graduated ahead of schedule."

Her grades in cultural subjects have always been very good, but she has a school that she is determined to take, and she finally took the path of an art student.

"I found this in my parents' room." The little girl showed Huo Shichuan the safety buckle in her hand, "I've never seen my mother wear it, but it was hidden in the innermost part of the closet."

"Could it be related to my mother's life experience?"

Huo Shichuan took the safety buckle and looked at it.

"Jade is clear and the price will not be cheap."

When turning to the back, the fingertips rubbed a unique touch.

Yes lettering.

A simple word "Ning".

Huo Shichuan's eyes darkened slightly, and he immediately thought of what Mr. Jian had said to him.

Jian Wanning.

"rather".

Right.

"It should be." Huo Shichuan handed back the security buckle to the little girl, his tone still gentle, "Take it back, if you really find your mother's parents, you can use it for confirmation."

His eyes are deep.

Outlined carefully on that delicate and bright little face.

It seems that the fact that Tang Suiwan is a child of Jian's family is already settled.

Tang Suiwan didn't take it to heart, she thought about it for a while, found a small sealed bag, and put the safety buckle in it.

By the time I finished washing and lay on the bed, it was already twelve o'clock.

There were bursts of fireworks and firecrackers sounding outside the villa, and brilliant light passed through the gaps in the curtains and sprinkled into the dark room, lighting up and going out.

The little girl thought it was noisy, so she snorted several times into Huo Shichuan's arms.

It was Huo Shichuan who stretched out his hand and put his palm over Tang Suiwan's ear, blocking out the sound, so that Tang Suiwan fell into a peaceful sleep again.

But he couldn't sleep for a while.

With a light movement of his fingertips, he brushed the loose strands of hair back behind the little girl's ears.

Huo Shichuan looked down at Tang Suiwan who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and lowered his head to kiss gently.

Before knowing her identity, Jane's family had already shown their love for the little girl.

Not to mention, after knowing that she is the child of Jane's family.

Huo Shichuan could already imagine the scene where those people justifiably came to snatch the little fox.

But there was no jealousy or depression in his heart.

Only heartbroken.

"There will be many people who will love you."

In the silent night, the man's voice was low, as if he was narrating with breath.

"You deserve to be loved."

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Tang Luan and Ye Jianjia were buried in a suburban cemetery.

It was the time for ancestor worship, and the cemetery was rarely lively, and there were people selling yellow and white chrysanthemums at the door.

Tang Suiwan bought it on the road, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and a bunch of lilies in his arms.

She was very quiet, and Huo Shichuan didn't say much, he just put his arms around the little girl's shoulders.

The palms tightened, as if they wanted to convey the warmth of the palms through the fabric, telling Tang Suiwan that he was here.

After walking up more than a dozen steps, Tang Suiwan walked into the floor where his parents' tombstones were located, walked a few more steps, and then fell into a daze.

"—a lot of flowers."

Her voice was soft, and almost instantly, her eyes turned red.

Several yellow and white chrysanthemums have been placed in front of the joint burial tomb of Tangluan and Ye Jianjia. In the cold morning wind, the soft petals trembled.

The stele was wiped extremely clean, and the light of the small candle flickered, giving off a soft and warm light.

There are long strips of yellow paper pressed with stones beside it.

This is a custom in Jincheng. Those who come to worship will write their names on them and press them under the stones. When the day is over and the cemetery is closed, the people watching the graves will be lit one by one, so that the ashes will bear the weight of the dead. My thoughts and wishes fly with the wind.

At this time, on the thick stack of yellow paper that was rattled by the wind, there was a familiar name of Tang Sui Wan, which belonged to Tang Luan's former colleagues.

There are also completely unfamiliar names, with clumsy strokes, writing words of blessing to Dr. Tang.

It was a patient Tang Luan had dealt with.

More than ten years after his death, there are still grateful patients or family members who came early, wiped the tombstone, lit a small candle, and sent a chrysanthemum to Tang Luan.

Tang Sui took a few steps forward in the evening, and placed the two bouquets of flowers in his arms in front of the tomb.

Eyelashes fluttered, and tears fell on the petals.

"Dad, Mom, Happy New Year, I'm here to see you."

"Besides me, there are so many people thinking of you."

"Papa will be very happy, right?"

Tang Suiwan babbled a lot in a low voice before turning to look at Huo Shichuan who was standing aside.

He beckoned, his eyes were still red, but he smiled.

Huo Shichuan took two steps forward, and was held by Tang Suwan's hand.

The little girl turned to the tombstone with a bright smile, "Mom and Dad, I brought your son-in-law over here."

Huo Shichuan held the little girl tightly, facing the cold tombstone, and spoke in a low voice.

His expression was extremely serious.

"Dad, Mom, I will take care of Wanwan."

Tang Suiwan laughed, and shook the hands they held, "Mr. Huo just called you parents?"

The tone of voice is delicate and full of narrowness.

"I'm already married to Wanwan, what's my name if I don't call my parents?" Huo Shichuan also smiled lowly, brushing the corners of the little girl's red eyes with his fingertips, and sighed very lightly when he spoke, full of heartache , "Reassure parents and leave you to me."

When turning around to leave, Tang Suiwan accidentally ran into Tang Luan's former colleague.

"Is it Wanwan?" The visitor also held a bunch of lilies in his arms, his eyes fell on the red mole at the corner of the little girl's eyes, and he asked in surprise.

Tang Suiwan heard the sound and looked at it, only half a beat later to find out the other party's name from memory, "Uncle Chen?"

Chen Ping was Tangluan's colleague back then, and the two rotated together, and entered the same department again, so they had an excellent relationship.

Tang Suiwan still remembered that when his parents were alive, they would go to Uncle Chen's house to pay New Year's greetings every year when they came back from Beicheng.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Chen Ping was also full of surprises, and nodded heavily, "Okay...Okay, Wanwan has grown up so much."

Looking at Huo Shichuan beside her again, "Is this Wanwan's boyfriend?"

Tang Suiwan bent her lips, "Uncle Chen, I'm married, and this is my husband."

Chen Ping's gaze changed slightly, and he looked critically at Huo Shichuan.

However, the man had cold eyebrows and handsome features, no matter his appearance or temperament, he was noble and outstanding, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't fault it.

... ok.

Chen Ping turned his gaze back, rubbed his hands, facing the daughter of his deceased friend, always showing some caring mentality.

"Wanwan, let's go to your uncle's house for dinner at noon. Your aunt read you several times in the past two years... We heard about the things about the Ye family, but it's a pity that you have already returned to the capital to go to school, so I didn't have time to ask you Condition."