Shen Liwu nodded gently, but a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, "Mom, actually... he is also quite wronged."
Mother Zhou sighed, sat down beside the bed, and held Shen Liwu's hand, "Wuwu, you are a soft-hearted child. But people's hearts are hidden, who knows what that woman is thinking? We can't take it lightly. Yan Jing suffered a little grievance to teach him a lesson, stay away from other women in the future."
Shen Liwu lowered his head, twisting the corner of the quilt with his fingers unconsciously, and his voice was so soft that it sounded like he was talking to himself, "Yeah, I know."
The next morning, when Zhou's mother opened the door, she saw Zhou Yanjing standing at the door. She looked at him carefully and chuckled, "Standing here all night? You couldn't sleep, did you?"
There were dark circles under Zhou Yanjing's eyes, obviously he had not slept all night. He stood straight, but his gaze was still firm. "Mom, I came to see Wuwu."
Mother Zhou curled her lips, with a look of helplessness and complacency in her eyes, "Are you anxious now?"
She stepped aside to make way for him, but she kept complaining, "How can a grown man like you be so unreliable? You have to make me worry."
Zhou Yanjing didn't respond, but walked straight into the room, stepping very lightly, as if he was afraid of waking something.
His eyes fell on the bed, Shen Liwu was leaning against the head of the bed, holding a book in his hands, with an indifferent expression, as if nothing had happened last night.
"Wuwu." His voice was low and tentative.
Shen Liwu raised her head and looked at him calmly. She said nothing, but just gently closed the book and put it aside.
Zhou Yanjing took a few steps closer and stood beside the bed. He rubbed the corner of his clothes unconsciously with his fingers, and his Adam's apple slid up and down. "I want to explain to you what happened last night."
Shen Liwu nodded, "I know everything, and I heard your explanation."
Mom said last night that we can’t forgive him so quickly. It was wrong to let her hug me, and it was wrong to make her feel uncomfortable.
Zhou Yanjing's eyes dimmed slightly. He squatted down, supported himself on the bed with both hands, looked up and stared into Shen Liwu's eyes, his voice low and sincere, "Wuwu, I know you are uncomfortable now, and I shouldn't let you misunderstand. But I really didn't do anything to let you down. Zhang Changfeng suddenly rushed over, and I didn't have time to react. I just thought that she had a baby in her belly and couldn't push her away. As a result, you saw that scene. It's my fault, I shouldn't hesitate."
His fingers gently rested on her knees, the warmth transmitted through the thin fabric, as if he was silently seeking her understanding and support.
Shen Liwu looked down at him, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and the emotions in her eyes were complicated and difficult to discern.
"I know."
"Are you still angry? Have you forgiven me?" Zhou Yanjing's eyes were slightly red, and deep marks of fatigue were carved on his face after a sleepless night. His fingers involuntarily rubbed his trouser legs, and the sweat from his palms soaked the fabric. The coolness climbed up his fingertips to his heart.
"I don't want my child to be fatherless."
"I'm not dead, so I won't be without a father." Zhou Yanjing immediately retorted.
"That's hard to say." Shen Liwu raised her eyes gently, her eyes were as soft as water, but revealed an unquestionable firmness, "If you make such a mistake again in the future, I'm not sure if I will find a new father for the child."
Zhou Yanjing's face changed instantly, his pupils shrank slightly, as if someone had strangled him by the throat.
His fingers suddenly tightened, and his voice became hoarse, "Wuwu, don't joke like that."
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