Su Wanyu's expression was very solemn, and she was sitting on the ground at the moment.
What could possibly have made "Su Wanyu" so evasive and apologetic?
She hurriedly opened the next page!
September 15th, heavy rain, Saturday.
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…
Song Jihuai.
I am sorry for you.
——
September 16, heavy rain, Sunday.
Mother……
Why?
If, if I didn't know...
That's fine.
——
Su Wanyu looked at two more pages and still found nothing. She opened it again, but there was nothing there.
However, you can clearly see that the pages of the diary have been torn.
There must be something written later.
But it was torn off.
Mother……
So does this matter have anything to do with the original owner's mother?
But what was the relationship between her mother and her husband? She knew that the mother of this body had passed away 20 years ago, so she probably didn't know her husband.
Su Wanyu's mind was working rapidly.
She tried hard to recall it in her mind, but after thinking for a long time, she still couldn't remember anything. Her head even started to hurt because of her compulsion.
"Hmm."
My headache is splitting!
Su Wanyu felt as if she was only a wall away from the truth, but something seemed to be blocking her from the truth. No matter how hard she tried, no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't break through that barrier. Instead, she got hit on the head and bled.
the truth……
What exactly is it.
Su Wanyu had never pursued the original memories of this body. She took a casual attitude and always looked forward.
But now I know this.
It was hard for her not to think too much.
Does my husband know about this?
He should know, otherwise he wouldn't have hidden this diary in the drawer of the study.
Su Wanyu was in a daze and didn't even know how much time had passed. It was not until she heard a noise at the door that she suddenly came to her senses.
Subconsciously, I quickly threw the diary into the drawer and closed it.
"Be good."
Song Jihuai's voice came from the door.
Su Wanyu was completely blocked by the desk.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart, agreed, and was about to stand up.
But because she had been sitting on the ground for too long, as soon as she stood up, she stumbled and fell forward -
It happened in the blink of an eye.
Song Jihuai quickly stepped forward and supported Su Wanyu, "My dear, what's wrong?"
His eyes were full of concern, his brows furrowed. "Is your cold serious? I'll call the family doctor now."
"No, no."
The empty feeling she had felt before finally realized that everything was real. Even though she still had so many things she didn't understand, with her husband around, everything was alright.
"I just sat for too long and my legs are a little numb." Su Wanyu looked up at Song Jihuai and smiled, "Husband, you're back."
"Um."
Song Jihuai nodded, picked him up, and placed him on the sofa, saying softly, "You."
He didn't know what to say.
Su Wanyu took the initiative to say, "I thought my husband's study hadn't been cleaned for a long time, so I thought about cleaning it. But before I even finished cleaning the desk, you came back."
Song Jihuai raised his hand and scratched her nose, "Silly girl, why do you need to clean it?"
He couldn't bear to let the little girl do these things!
He would rather come by himself.
Su Wanyu pursed her lips and smiled softly, "I want to do something."
Su Wanyu said this, her eyes sweeping across the desk.
My husband should...
You won’t find out.
At this moment, a voice came from the door again, "Brother Huai, where is my sister-in-law? I was studying abroad when you got married and I haven't been able to come back."
This voice sounds a little familiar.
Su Wanyu looked at Song Jihuai suspiciously.
Song Jihuai smiled meaningfully and said softly, "Mengmeng."
Just two words, Su Wanyu's pretty face instantly flushed. She couldn't help but glance at Song Jihuai and muttered in a low voice, "Why did his parents give him such a name?"
A grown man, but his name is Mengmeng.
It's simply intentional misunderstanding.
Whenever she thought of this person now, she felt shy and ashamed. Her husband's eyes at this moment seemed to remind her of her jealousy that day. She was so embarrassed.
Song Jihuai laughed and explained in a low voice, "His parents always wanted a daughter, but they didn't expect to have a son."
Su Wanyu: “…”
The door of the study was also opened at this moment, and a handsome face appeared in the sight of the two. He was about 1.8 meters tall, with a slender figure. He was wearing a white suit and looked gentle and elegant, like a scholar.
Excellent temperament.
"Ahem."
Song Jihuai coughed twice and looked at Yang Meng with some dissatisfaction.
Why bother looking so eye-catching?
His little girl, too, looked at another man for such a long time in front of him, which was a bit too much.
Yang Meng raised her hand and touched her nose with an innocent look on her face.
Su Wanyu reacted quickly, looking away, her cheeks flushed, "Hello."
She whispered.
Yang Meng smiled gently, "Sister-in-law, nice to meet you, I've long admired you."
He walked up with a smile and extended his hand to Su Wanyu.
Su Wanyu hesitated for a moment and was about to extend her hand to shake hands, but Song Jihuai slapped Yang Meng's hand away and said, "You're too polite." It was obvious that he was reluctant to let Su Wanyu shake hands with another man.
Yang Meng: “…”
I've always heard that Brother Huai married a sister-in-law and loved and spoiled her like her own precious baby.
Now that I've seen it for myself, I don't think those rumors are exaggerated at all.
Su Wanyu's cheeks flushed slightly. She glanced at her husband shyly and said politely, "Husband, you and Mr. Yang can chat. I'll leave first."
"Need not."
Song Jihuai grabbed Su Wanyu's wrist.
Su Wanyu stopped immediately.
She turned half a circle and looked at Song Jihuai, with surprise on her face, "Husband?"
"There's nothing you can't hear." Song Jihuai introduced her with a smile, "Yang Meng, she used to be engaged in confidential research at a top domestic research institute."
Yang Meng nodded slightly.
Su Wanyu blinked. No wonder she thought Yang Meng looked like a scholar. It was actually true.
Song Jihuai looked at Yang Meng again, put his arm around Su Wanyu and said, "Your sister-in-law, my wife."
As for the rest...
No need to know.
Yang Meng understood Song Jihuai's meaning very well and couldn't help but smile. "Brother Huai, I'm the superfluous one. I'll go downstairs and wait now. Is that okay?"
After Yang Meng finished speaking, she turned and left.
Su Wanyu looked at Song Jihuai, her eyes full of smiles, "Husband."
Song Jihuai raised his hand and rubbed her little head, and said seriously: "Dear, there is nothing about me that you can't hear or know."
He had no secrets from her.
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