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"Ok?"

Zhou Yi was stunned.

Brother, you haven't misunderstood?

Sir, what does this mean?

Wenren Chen stared at those astonished eyes and said, "I am not a good person."

"..."

Zhou Yi was dumbfounded.

Where can you find someone who says they're not a good person?

Moreover, the gentleman is a good person.

A very, very good person.

Zhou Yi quickly shook his head: "No, sir is a good person, a very good person. I just don't understand sir, I haven't spent time with sir. If I understood sir, I would know that sir is not a bad person and would not hurt me."

“The gentleman has always helped me, and he has never hurt me.”

Zhou Yi stated this fact with a serious expression and firm words.

If someone as good as you isn't a good person, then are there any good people left in this world?

No more.

Wenren Chen remained silent.

He saw that her conviction would not change because of anyone.

Even him.

Zhang Chun said, "You think too highly of me."

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Sir, it's not that I want to, but what you've done makes it impossible for me to find anything wrong with it."

"In my heart, you are as good as my brother."

She didn't care what others thought of her husband or brother; in her eyes, they were the best.

No one can compare.

Wenren Chen's aura calmed down.

He gazed at her, her voice and her smile, her eyes filled with unwavering trust, her gaze deep, her arms wrapped around him.

The car moved forward silently. Zhou Yi and Wenren Chen were talking. All her bad feelings disappeared, replaced by happiness.

She shouldn't think about the bad things; she should be happy so she can work well and her brother can rest assured.

Yes, if she's happy, then I'll be at ease.

The car drove towards the old house, and the scenery outside the car rushed by.

Zhou Yi took out her phone to check the time, then called the little one to tell him that she and his father were on their way back and that the little one should go to sleep first.

They will arrive at the old house around nine o'clock.

It was past Yuyu's bedtime by then.

The little one was in good spirits, babbling and calling out "Mama" on the phone, I don't know what he was saying.

But one thing is for sure: the little guy is happy; he knows they're coming back.

Sheng Mingying was next to the little guy. When she learned that Zhou Yi and Wenren Chen had returned together, especially that Wenren Chen and Zhou Yi had dinner together at Qin Shi Apartment that night, Sheng Mingying couldn't stop smiling.

She knew that her sixth child wouldn't just sit idly by and wait to die.

The woman you set your sights on must be fought over and snatched away.

After speaking with the little girl Sheng Mingying, Zhou Yi hung up the phone, looked out the window at the scenery, then at the wound on Wenren Chen's forehead, and said to Wenren Chen, "Sir, I will apply the medicine for you after you wash up tonight."

The medicine the doctor prescribed is very good, but it must be taken three times a day.

She remembers.

Wenren Chen held her close; she sat on his lap, being held by him.

He held her small hand in his large one, his deep eyes gazing into her arched eyebrows, and said, "Mmm."

Zhou Yi's smile widened.

However, she quickly realized their current position and hurriedly said, "Sir, I'll sit next to you. It would be too heavy for me to sit on you, and you'd be uncomfortable."

As he spoke, Zhou Yi moved to the side.

However, the moment she moved, the two arms encircling her tightened around her like branding irons.

Zhou Yi was slightly taken aback and looked at Wenren Chen.

The car lights were off, filling the room with a dim light, while streetlights flashed past the window, their glow flickering on that incomparable face.

In an instant, Zhou Yi recalled the scene from that afternoon.

Her face immediately turned red.

However, her thoughts were not disordered. She looked at Wenren Chen and observed his gaze.

He was gazing at her, his eyes deep, like the sea under the night sky, concealing many things.

Zhou Yi noticed something; it seemed that her husband was often staring at her.

Sir, do you... think of her as Yu Yu's mother?

Yes.

Is such that.

She didn't understand emotions, but when someone loves another person and that person dies, his heart is filled with pain.

The gentleman is a very powerful person, but he is also a mortal. He is not a god. He has emotions and desires, but they are hidden deep beneath his cold exterior.

Deep down, he was suffering.

So, when she came to Yu Yu's side to take care of her, her husband unconsciously started to regard her as Yu Yu's mother.

Zhou Yi pursed her lips slightly, looking into her eyes shrouded in darkness. The streetlights outside the window quickly streamed in, instantly engulfing her in the deep gloom.

She moved her fingertips, then carefully leaned against him, against his chest.

She reached her small hands across his waist, placed them on his back, and then patted him gently.

The man treats her like Yu Yu's mother. If she comforts him at this moment, wouldn't he feel better?

Wenren Chen froze.

Her soft body pressed against him, her warmth, fragrance, and breath washing over him.

His entire body was tense.

Zhou Yi placed his fingers on Wenren Chen's back and patted him lightly, but because his body was leaning against the back of the chair, it was not easy to pat him, so Zhou Yi stroked him gently instead.

Yu Yu's mother passed away a few months ago, and during these months, her husband has never shown any grief, because he doesn't want his family to worry.

Previously, because she was taking care of Yu Yu and her grandmother had an accident, she didn't notice her husband's emotions, but now she has to realize it.

I don't know how you got through those days.

As Zhou Yi thought about it, she felt a pang of heartache, and her movements became even gentler.

Unbeknownst to her, as she gently stroked him, the body she was holding became hot and hard.

Wenren Chen's eyes were terrifyingly dark.

Suddenly, Zhou Yi felt something; it seemed that the place she was sitting in was not very comfortable. She moved her body and wanted to change places.

But as soon as she moved, a large hand instantly grabbed her waist and pressed her firmly against his leg.

At this point, Zhou Yi finally sensed that Wenren Chen was acting strangely.

The gentleman seems to be acting strangely.

Did you think of Yu Yu's mother?

Zhou Yi looked up, about to look at Wenren Chen, but a large hand landed on the back of her head, pressing her face against her chest.

Instantly, Zhou Yi heard a series of rapid, frequent thumping sounds.

The sound emanating from Wenren Chen's chest resonated in her ears.

Zhou Yi was stunned.

What's wrong, sir?

Why is my heart beating so fast?

Zhou Yi felt nervous and quickly looked up to see Wenren Chen: "Sir..."

As soon as he spoke, his eyes were covered.

The dim light suddenly turned pitch black.

It's dark.

She can't see anything anymore.

Zhou Yi dared not move; her eyes were open, but she could see nothing.

However, she knew what was covering her eyes.

It was the gentleman's hand.

The man covered her eyes.

why?

Her lips moved, and her fingers followed, reaching for his hand, only to touch a burning hot one.

Zhou Yi was startled, and quickly touched Wenren Chen's hand, saying, "Sir, why are your hands so hot? Do you have a fever?"