Wen Qiao dared not look at Shen Jichuan.

Shen Jichuan was not reborn, but she was.

She just didn't understand when these words were left behind.

These words are telling Wen Qiao that Shen Jichuan from her previous life had returned, and that they might even have been together during the time he was back.

However, none of this mattered to Wen Qiao, who had let go of the hatred in her heart.

Sitting in the chair, Wen Qiao looked up at Shen Jichuan, her eyes clear and bright.

"Whether it's a past life or this life, all I know is that we are living a very happy life now. These things are left behind to guide us to live a better life. If it's really as he said, and it's uncertain whether they can be left behind, or if they really aren't left behind, will it have no impact on us?"

Shen Jichuan reached out and lifted Wen Qiao's chin, his eyes becoming even deeper and darker than before.

His gaze changed strangely, and Wen Qiao suddenly realized that Shen Jichuan seemed unfamiliar at this moment.

"Would you mind? What if he still existed in your past life?"

Wen Qiao hummed in confusion.

What do you mean?

Shen Jichuan suddenly laughed, “I mean I want to kiss you.”

He leaned down and kissed Wen Qiao's lips directly. The hand that had been holding her chin moved to the back of her head, his broad palm steadily and tenderly protecting the back of her head with endless affection.

If it weren't for hearing her son calling for dinner from downstairs, Wen Qiao would have been completely undressed by Shen Jichuan.

"Get up quickly."

"I don't know how you have such a strong interest and energy?"

Shen Jichuan slowly and methodically put on his clothes.

"I'm middle-aged and I only have so few hobbies, and you're trying to stop me?"

Wen Qiao angrily grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

"What kind of hobby is this?"

As she spoke, she stood up, and Shen Jichuan caught the pillow steadily and placed it on the bed. He looked at Wen Qiao and said, "Then let's buy the house and put it in your name."

"If you want to work at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in the future, then continue. If you don't want to, then go do some business."

Wen Qiao hummed in agreement.

But I have a slight doubt in my heart: who exactly is inside Shen Jichuan's body now?

She wanted to ask, but she was afraid of what might come out if she asked.

Well, it's good to be a little oblivious to life's troubles. It's fine for her to live happily like this, oblivious to everything else.

"Shen Jichuan, you don't owe me anything. No one owes anyone anything. It's just that fate plays tricks on people, and some things, once you're deeply involved, are impossible to see clearly."

Shen Jichuan hummed in agreement.

"Wen Qiao, I can't express how I feel about you, and I can't say those romantic words. But you know, I can't live without you."

Of course she knew.

He's a man of action; he may not say "I love you" often, but he's good at showing it through his actions.

He did everything with love for her in mind.

Whether in bed or out of bed, Wen Qiao lives with him. How could he not feel or see it?

"I understand everything you say and do, isn't that enough? If you can't live without me, then I won't leave. No one can make you leave me, as long as you don't want to."