Su Wanyu was stunned.
She looked at the text message in disbelief, with only one thought in her mind: Impossible.
Absolutely not.
How could her husband possibly check her phone?
Can……
Su Wanyu couldn't help but think of the garbage bags that had been changed early that day. You know, the trash cans at home are changed once every night and morning, but rarely changed at noon.
Moreover, her husband is indeed very concerned about her mobile phone.
etc!
Su Wanyu thought of something and narrowed her eyes slightly.
The husband is not suspicious of her, but of the things in her cell phone.
That can only be...
This person's text messages.
Su Wanyu confirmed this and her expression changed again and again.
She exited the message without hesitation and pressed delete, her face still grim. Although she knew what her husband might be suspecting, she still couldn't tell him everything.
There is no way to talk about this.
Su Wanyu took a deep breath, put her phone aside, and started washing up.
When she finished packing and went out, Song Jihuai was still sitting in his original position. He waved at her and said, "Be good, come here."
Su Wanyu walked over without hesitation. She had just learned the news, so she didn't know how to face her husband for a moment, so she lowered her head.
"Unhappy?"
Song Jihuai picked up the things in his hand, took the little girl's hand and walked into the bedroom, looking at the expression on the little girl's face with concern as he walked.
Su Wanyu shook her head repeatedly, "No, no."
Not unhappy.
real.
Song Jihuai frowned, still a little worried.
But since the little girl insisted on not saying anything, Song Jihuai could only assume that Su Wanyu was looking at something on her phone again, which was why she was in a bad mood. She didn't think about him at all.
Song Jihuai let Su Wanyu lie on the bed, then opened the thing in his hand, "This is to prevent stretch marks, apply it every day."
"ah?"
Su Wanyu blinked, her cute big eyes twinkling, which made Song Jihuai's heart soften.
"I'll wipe it for you."
As Song Jihuai said this, he asked the girl to take off her clothes.
After wiping it, Su Wanyu had almost forgotten what had just happened. She hid in the quilt with blushing cheeks, looking at Song Jihuai with watery eyes.
Even now, Song Jihuai still felt moved when he saw the little girl like this, but thinking of the little girl's physical condition, he quickly looked away and pretended not to see it.
If you look at it again, you will make a mistake.
The little girl hadn't slept well recently and was tired, so he really didn't dare to bother her anymore.
But after the heat of this incident passed, Su Wanyu couldn't help but think of what had just happened while lying on the bed, and the sentence that was enlarged and bold and occupied the entire screen.
[Song Jihuai checked your phone, did you know? ]
Husband...
Checked her phone.
Su Wanyu was so shocked by the news that she didn't even have time to think about the meaning behind this sentence.
But now that I'm quiet, all those things flood into my mind.
She lay down with her back to Song Jihuai, with a very complicated expression on her face.
Su Wanyu heard a sound behind her, and she knew without turning around that it was her husband who had gone to bed. In the past, she always liked to sleep in her husband's arms, but it seemed... she hadn't done that for a long time.
Think about it carefully.
It all started when I received the first text message.
Suddenly, the expression on Su Wanyu's face became more complicated, and a thought flashed through her mind.
What if that text message was just to break up her relationship with her husband? Thinking of this, Su Wanyu suddenly felt enlightened.
Although there was a voice in her heart reminding her that this was not entirely true.
But you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep. This is the case with Su Wanyu at this moment. She firmly believes in this idea, but after a while she turns around and snuggles into Song Jihuai's arms.
A soft voice sounded in his ears, "Husband."
She called out softly.
Song Jihuai was startled, then immediately agreed with a smile, "Yes, it's me."
"It's me."
Song Jihuai held her tightly in his arms, and they both felt something melting between them. Su Wanyu didn't have another nightmare tonight.
Just when Su Wanyu and Song Jihuai thought this was a good omen.
At noon the next day, when Su Wanyu was drawing in the studio, the scene in her dream suddenly appeared on the drawing paper.
When she was awake, she "saw" the Marquis' Mansion!
The place where she grew up.
Her gentle and beautiful mother Yingying stood in the courtyard of the marquis's mansion, stretched out her hand to her, and smiled as if saying to her: Wanwan, it's time to go home.
"No! Don't!"
Su Wanyu suddenly stood up from the chair, and her strength was so great that she broke the paintbrush in her hand. The sharp broken end pierced into her white and tender palm, and blood immediately flowed out.
"Pah, pah."
Red blood dripped onto the drawing paper.
But Su Wanyu seemed unaware of it and was still in shock.
No, don't...
She doesn't want to and doesn't want to go back.
But everything seemed to be telling her: Su Wanyu, you should go back, this is not where you should be.
“No, no…”
Su Wanyu murmured, and her eyes soon filled with tears, which fell onto the drawing paper like drops of blood.
Tears and blood dripped onto adjacent areas, spreading out.
In an instant, her drawing paper seemed to become a palette.
"Susu..."
"Susu, what's wrong with you!"
Lin Yuan was about to ask Su Wanyu to go for dinner, but she didn't expect to see this scene as soon as she opened the office door. She immediately rushed over with a changed expression.
Without saying a word, he took out a medicine box from the cabinet in Su Wanyu's office and disinfected her injured hand first.
While she was doing this, Su Wanyu was like a puppet, completely without any thoughts or movements. She just sat there blankly, not saying a word.
"Susu?"
Lin Yuan performed disinfection, stopped bleeding and applied simple bandage. Fortunately, it was nothing serious, but it looked a little scary.
She pulled a chair over and sat opposite Su Wanyu, looking at her very seriously, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen? How did you hurt yourself like this?"
Su Wanyu was originally just crying silently, but when she heard Lin Yuan's words, she couldn't help but lean on her shoulder and cried.
"Woo..."
Su Wanyu burst into tears, and her tears quickly wet Lin Yuan's clothes on his shoulders, but she cried more and more sadly, with no intention of stopping at all.
Lin Yuan was really helpless.
She could only coax him, "I'll call Song Jihuai, okay? Susu, please stop crying, okay?"
She didn't dare to say anything harsh, for fear of angering Su Wanyu even more. She carefully considered her tone and eyes before speaking.
"No, don't."
Su Wanyu finally answered. She raised her head, her eyes as red as a rabbit's. "Don't call me husband."
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