If they have children in the future, can Jiang Wanning put him first, and can the children not surpass him?

Jiang Wanning must feel sorry for these experiences.

But she was truly heartbroken, and he couldn't bear to see her feel that way.

"Does it still hurt now? Some old injuries, like on rainy days, can become unbearably painful. Do you experience that?"

"No bones are broken, it won't hurt. Silly, why are you crying? It doesn't hurt anymore. I'm all grown up now, and you still say, 'Brother, things will be better when you grow up.' Do you want to say that to me again?"

elder brother?

Should we call him brother?

Jiang Wanning found it cheesy, but Fu Chenyuan's interruption had dissipated much of her sadness.

"Stop fooling around."

“I’m not making a fuss. You were so outgoing when you were little, calling me ‘brother’ so sweetly. Can’t you call me that now? Besides, I’m five years older than you. You’re twenty-one, and I’m twenty-six.”

"No, you're not even five years old yet. I'll turn 22 in August, and you're not even 26 yet. You won't be until the end of November."

"You remember so clearly? Did you peek at my ID?"

"I didn't peek, I just glanced at it when we got our marriage certificate."

“Even if you’re not four years old, I’m still your older brother. You’re not losing out by calling me ‘brother’.”

Jiang Wanning pinched Fu Chenyuan's waist.

Fu Chenyuan laughed, his eyebrows raised, somewhat unrestrained.

Seeing Fu Chenyuan like this, Jiang Wanning smiled.

It's wonderful that Fu Chenyuan can still smile like this after going through all that. I hope his future will always be smooth sailing, with all his wishes fulfilled and everything going well for him.