Jun Mohan knew that she was pretending to sleep, but he didn't expose her. He just walked to the side and took out the washboard he had prepared and placed it next to the bed.
Take off your coat!
Carry the thorns on your back!
It would be better to say that it is a little claw that scratches the itch rather than a thorn.
Then he knelt down on the washboard beside the bed and apologized.
Wen Xin quietly opened her eyes and saw this scene. He looked a little funny.
She was stunned at first, and then an incredibly handsome face enlarged in front of her.
Then she reacted and immediately closed her eyes.
"Honey, stop pretending. I can see that you are not asleep."
"Do you think your husband is too handsome?"
Wen Xin then opened her eyes, turned over, covered herself with the quilt and ignored him.
What!
She thought she would forgive him if he did this.
Impossible. I must teach him a lesson this time to prevent him from deceiving himself again in the future.
The reason why she was not very angry this time was because this guy took the initiative to tell her about this in a big way and vented her anger.
She felt very happy when she thought about him slapping Wang Chuhe in the face.
If she had discovered his identity herself, she would never have forgiven him.
After all, this man was very thoughtful, otherwise it wouldn't have ended so easily.
Jun Mohan tugged at his quilt and whispered, "Wife, my legs hurt. This washboard is too hard."
No response...
"Honey, I'm cold. This vest is too cold."
......
"Wife, it's winter now. Look at me, I'm wearing so little. What if I catch a cold?"
......
"And the thorns I'm carrying are so heavy, and you're not going to help me take them off. If I kneel for too long and hurt myself, it will be hard for you to have a second child in the future."
"If you don't turn around, I'm going to kiss you."
The ** woman remained motionless, Jun Mohan simply pulled the quilt away, stood up and pressed over her, kissing her neck.
"If you don't forgive me, I will kiss you to death."
"Don't make trouble," Wen Xin pushed him away, pretending to be indifferent, "Don't touch me."
Jun Mohan pretended to be heartbroken, "Since my wife won't forgive me, then I'll leave. You don't want me anyway."
"I'll leave."
Hearing his footsteps, Wen Xin couldn't help but turn back and said, "Stop."
"Hey, honey," Jun Mohan quickly ran to her side, knelt on the washboard, and said in a flattering manner, "Honey, you decide. I'll do whatever you want to do with the beating or punishment."
"From now on I am your two barrels, the punching barrel and the trash can."
"If you want to vent your anger, just hit me. If you want to complain, just complain to me. As long as it makes you happy."
Looking at his handsome face that even eclipsed the crystal chandelier in the room, she began to feel inferior again, "Jun Mohan, you still haven't explained to me why you lied to me for so long?"
"You and your family lied to me, including grandma."
Jun Mohan stood up and prepared to sit next to her to explain, but Wen Xin called him back, "Kneel down, don't move."
"Okay," he knelt down obediently and said in a deep voice, "It was wrong of me to lie to you. At the beginning, many women wanted to marry me because of my status, so I was worried that you would be the same as them, so I pretended to be poor."
"Then you can pretend to be poor, but why pretend to be ugly?"
"This matter should be blamed on Mo Rou. She said that if I make myself ugly, you will definitely look down on me and will file for divorce soon, so there is a follow-up."
Wen Xin swallowed and continued, "If you don't like me, why did you marry me?"
"Why are you so nice to me?"
After thinking for a while, Jun Mohan looked at her with burning eyes, "At first I didn't like you. I looked at you with tinted glasses. I always thought you were a materialistic and outward-focused woman, and I even looked down on you. Later I found out that you didn't care about my appearance, were thrifty, and were good to me and grandma, so I thought it was better to continue."
"I just didn't expect that I would fall in love with you over time. You have so many qualities that I couldn't help but be moved. I just want to treat you well."
"Especially when I saw you and Jiang Yan together, I felt irritated. That was when I realized that I had feelings for you."
Jun Mohan suddenly grabbed her hand, and wrapped his warm big hand around her cold little hand. He continued, "Actually, I wanted to tell you my identity a long time ago, but I was afraid that you would be angry and not forgive me, so I didn't have the courage to tell you."
"Then why don't you continue to hide it?"
"Because I know that couples should be honest with each other. If I continue to hide it from you, I will not be a human being."
Wen Xin didn't know what to say for a moment. The palms of her hands that were clenched by him began to sweat from the coldness just now. Her heart felt warm and her eyes were inexplicably wet.
She opened her mouth and moved her head to the side, afraid that she would drown in his loving eyes.
After a long time, a few words came out.
"But I'm not worthy of you."
"Wrong!" Jun Mohan let go of her hand and took out his cell phone under her uneasy gaze.
He knew that she had low self-esteem and a sense of security, especially after going through a storm like today. If he wanted her to be well, he had to give her enough confidence.
Wen Xin looked at him, not understanding why he took out his cell phone.
He just pointed the video at himself and filmed a video of himself apologizing, preparing to post it online.
Wen Xin was so scared when she saw this that she snatched his phone away. "What are you doing? If you send it out, you, the CEO and the richest man in the capital, will be ridiculed for being spineless and a coward controlled by a woman."
"No, I just want everyone to know that it's not you who's pestering me, it's me who's pestering you. I want to give you enough confidence."
"I want you to be happy around me instead of worrying about not being good enough for me, so I want everyone in the world to know that I, Jun Mohan, am a henpecked husband."
Looking at her reflection in his eyes, looking at that handsome face, Wen Xin lowered her head and said after a long while, "Don't post it anymore."
"Will you forgive me then?"
"I forgave you a long time ago. I was just scared. How could you be a rich man?"
Jun Mohan stood up and hugged her, "I don't want to either, but I can't choose my identity."
Lin Haiyan's voice came from outside the door, "Wen Xin, Mo Han is out for dinner."
......
Wang Dong sent Xiao Han downstairs to her home. Xiao Han was still wearing Wang Dong's suit. She took off her coat and handed it to him, "Wang Dong, you can go back! Thank you for sending me back today."
"You can wear it. Give it to me another day."
"No."
Xiao Han stuffed the clothes into his hands, then turned around and was about to go home. Wang Dong opened his mouth, wanting to say something?
I just couldn't utter a word.
Just as he turned around, a voice shouted urgently from the stairwell, "Xiao Han, are you still ashamed to come back?"
"You are a heartless person!"
"I've been looking for you for a long time."
When Wang Dong heard the man's voice, he ran in without thinking, and saw Xiao Han being grabbed by a middle-aged man and kicked to the ground at the elevator entrance.
"Hey! Stop it!"
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