Hearing him say that, Wen Qiao had no more questions to ask, but she felt from the bottom of her heart that Shen Jichuan was not worth it.
If I were to return to the Northwest again, the chances of coming back next time would be slim.
She sighed softly, "You've endured so many years in Beicheng. If you were to return to the Northwest again, would you be willing to do so?"
"To be honest, whether you're willing to accept this or not, I'm not."
Shen Jichuan remained steadfast in his choice.
Her face showed a seriousness rarely seen on Wen Qiao.
“Wen Qiao, you are still young and don’t understand what I need most at my age. Power, honor, money. Before I met you, I lived that kind of life, which was boring and tedious, and I was restless day after day.”
"But things are different now. I met you, we got married, and we have three children."
"My life includes not only myself, but also you all. In addition to the black and white of the past, it has become more colorful."
Humans are just insatiable.
He initially thought that marrying Wen Qiao would bring him great happiness.
Later, he married Wen Qiao and they had three children. He felt very happy.
But now, he wants to spend his life with Wen Qiao.
Identity and power are all fleeting; only the person in front of you, the one you can spend every day with, and the one you can lie in your arms at night—that is what is real.
Wen Qiao listened to what he said.
He suddenly burst out laughing.
"Okay, since you've said that, I support your decision. Let's remarry."
"Don't worry, if you lose your job because of remarrying me, I will support you for the rest of your life."
"When you get old, I will give you a peaceful old age..."
Shen Jichuan felt that Wen Qiao sometimes said things that were quite infuriating, but he knew that Wen Qiao would never say such jokes in front of him.
It was precisely because of her overly serious attitude that Shen Jichuan felt frustrated.
“Wen Qiao, no matter how much older I am than you, I’m not your father, and you don’t need to support me in my old age. Besides, I got married to live a life together, not to have my wife support me in my old age.”
Wen Qiao frowned, and after thinking about it very seriously, she said:
“It’s not that I can’t take care of you in your old age, is it? When you get old, my son and daughter will still be young and in school, and they won’t be able to take care of you in your old age.”
"You've been so good to me, loving and caring for me. When you come back, what's wrong with me taking care of you in your old age?"
Shen Jichuan asked, "What if I really end up in a wheelchair and can't move anymore? How will you introduce me to others when you push me around?"
Wen Qiao answered decisively, "Of course you're the father of my child. No matter how old you are, you're still my husband."
As Wen Qiao spoke, she glanced at her daughter in her arms and, seeing that she was already asleep, placed her on the bed.
As soon as she stood up, Shen Jichuan grabbed her around the waist.
Wen Qiao's words just now made Shen Jichuan very happy.
He picked up Wen Qiao by the waist and spun her around the room three times.
Three laps weren't his physical limit, but Wen Qiao was too dizzy to handle.
The key point is that Shen Jichuan was still holding Wen Qiao and spinning her around with only one arm.
As Wen Qiao whispered that she couldn't go on, Shen Jichuan placed her on the bed and then pressed down on her.
"Xiao Qiao, I need your help."
Wen Qiao wanted to ask how she helped him, but when she looked up, she saw Shen Jichuan's eyes filled with lust...
"We should be more restrained. Three children are too young. I don't want to have any more."
Shen Jichuan said, "I am prepared; I have enough family planning supplies at home."
"Three children are enough, and I don't plan to let you have any more."
Others think that the more children you have, the better, but Shen Jichuan is different. He always tells Wen Qiao that having many children is tiring for the mother.
Although their family's conditions are quite good.
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