Fu Chenyuan kissed Jiang Wanning on the cheek: "Don't be sad, sweetie. I'm fine now. Meeting you is the happiest thing for me. As long as you don't leave me, I'm fine."

Jiang Wanning subconsciously looked at Fu Chenyuan.

"Ah Yuan, I've always wanted to ask you, even if we met twice when we were little, that's nothing. If another girl treated you this well, would you repay her kindness tenfold or even offer yourself to her?"

Fu Chenyuan reached out and ruffled Jiang Wanning's hair: "Silly girl."

He didn't answer the question, but changed the subject: "Let's go. Get in the car. Let's go for a look around this county town."

What is he?

When he recognized her, he never thought of repaying her with his body; the thought was even somewhat wicked and wicked.

Later, as he watched her from afar and learned more and more about her, he fell deeply in love with her, a complete descent into depravity.

This is an inland city, so it's a bit humid.

It was already evening, and there was still no wind. Even when a breeze occasionally blew by, it was always warm.

Jiang Wanning and Fu Chenyuan got into the car, where the driver was waiting. Seeing them return, he beamed and asked, "Finished with work?"

“Drive,” Fu Chenyuan said succinctly. “We’ll explore the town first, then you can take us to the airport in the city later.”

"Alright!" the driver readily agreed, handing over another stack of red bills.

The driver was even happier that Fu Chenyuan was so generous.

"Are you here for tourism? There's a temple in the county town with a 500-year-old tree in front of it. The temple itself is also 200 years old. Perhaps because it receives incense offerings and hears Buddhist chants, that old tree is very efficacious. If you make a wish to it, the chances of it coming true are very high. Many people come back to fulfill their vows. If you have some free time, why don't you go and pray there? You're a couple, right? If you go and pray, maybe heaven will grant you a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Jiang Wanning smiled faintly and remained silent.

She doesn't believe in ghosts or gods, she only believes in herself.

She has never burned incense or prayed to Buddha in her entire life.

On the contrary, Lin Lin and Zhao Dexing would go to the temple to be the first to offer incense on the first day of the Lunar New Year and January 1st of the Gregorian calendar, praying for the smooth progress of their family and company and the accumulation of wealth.

But now, the Zhao family has easily gone bankrupt.

If making wishes were effective, then why are there so many disappointed people in the world?

Fu Chenyuan seemed to have a change of heart and said, "Take us to that temple first."

Jiang Wanning couldn't help but look at Fu Chenyuan, puzzled.

Fu Chenyuan simply squeezed Jiang Wanning's hand gently.

Jiang Wanning didn't say anything more.

If Fu Chenyuan believes her, then she will go with him.

We arrived in the county town before it was completely dark.

Jiang Wanning looked at the street. More than ten years had passed. A city can change drastically in ten years, but this county town didn't seem to have changed much.

She only had a few vague memories of this place; if Fu Chenyuan hadn't brought her here, she might never have remembered it in her entire life.

Fu Chenyuan was also looking out the window, seemingly lost in thought.

When the two arrived at the temple, they indeed saw the old tree, which was covered with red silk and various wishing plaques.

Locals were selling red silk and wishing plaques.

"Just write your wish on this sign and hang it up here. Once your wish comes true, you can come back to give thanks."

Fu Chenyuan looked at the wishing plaque: "Is there one that can stay up for decades without breaking?"

Upon seeing Fu Chenyuan's attire, the vendor's face lit up with joy, and he brought out his best treasured items.

"These are specially made ropes and tags; they can be preserved even after a hundred years."

"I'll take these, two of them."

Fu Chenyuan gave Jiang Wanning a message: "Write down your wish."

Jiang Wanning couldn't help but smile. "Alright, when in Rome, do as the Romans do."

I don't know why Fu Chenyuan suddenly believed these things.

Judging from his appearance and behavior, he's the kind of person who only believes in himself.

Jiang Wanning picked up the carving knife and looked at Fu Chenyuan: "What do you want to wish for?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Chenyuan avoided her, saying, "Don't look. We'll look at it together when we come back later."

"Fine, then I won't show you mine either!" Jiang Wanning rarely showed such a temper, but Fu Chenyuan didn't give in.

Jiang Wanning's anger came and went quickly.

Forget it, what's there to argue about? Although they are husband and wife, they are still two independent individuals.

What should I carve?

She seems to have many wishes, if she had to make one.

But if there are too many wishes, the gods will probably be too busy to attend to them all, and what if they don't grant any of her wishes?

Jiang Wanning thought for a moment, made her decision, and looked at Fu Chenyuan.

Fu Chenyuan seemed to have already decided what he wanted to carve. He pursed his thin lips, holding the sign in one hand and the carving knife in the other, and carved each stroke with exceptional piety and seriousness.

This made Jiang Wanning even more curious about what wish Fu Chenyuan had made so earnestly.

Now that he is so powerful, is there any wish he still cannot fulfill?

That wish must be incredibly difficult to achieve.

Jiang Wanning's eyes lit up as she figured out what to carve.

She inscribed: May all of Fu Chenyuan's wishes come true.

She is so smart.

Jiang Wanning couldn't help but smile after she finished carving; she was happy, her eyes crinkling with joy.

This trip is like retracing Fu Chenyuan's childhood path, a journey that brings sadness and a heavy heart.

But after carving this wish, Jiang Wanning felt as if a huge stone had been lifted from her heart, and she no longer felt that heavy burden.

From now on, she should pamper Fu Chenyuan more.

After all, Fu Chenyuan was so pitiful as a child, and she wanted to spoil him more.

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