Hearing Shen Lin's jealous remark, Ye Xinning couldn't help but chuckle softly, "Is Mr. Shen jealous?"
Shen Lin didn't hide his attitude and frankly said to Ye Xinning, "You are my wife, but you have a secret with another man. Do you think I should be angry?"
Ye Xinning knew that this man would definitely have many thoughts in his mind.
She took the initiative to put her arms around Chen Lin's waist, and said with a slight sigh, "I'm in your arms, and I'm carrying your child. What are you worried about?"
"But you and Ji Jianshen are very close."
Ye Xinning, "..."
“We’ve known each other for so many years, I treat him like family, do you understand?”
"I don't want to admit it, but the atmosphere between you and him makes me very jealous. I know it's wrong of me to think like this, but I can't control myself. Just like with Huo Yanzhi back then, you are mine, and only mine."
Shen Lin emphasized his last sentence, and Ye Xinning knew his domineering nature: "There's nothing between me and Ji Jianshen, not now, and not in the future."
"You've never told me how you met him."
Ye Xinning looked at Shen Lin seriously, "Do you really want to hear it?"
"Um."
Since Shen Lin had asked, Ye Xinning no longer hesitated and told Shen Lin about her relationship with Ji Jianshen.
"Five years ago, you lost your memory in a car accident. You couldn't remember me at all, nor could you remember anything between us. In addition, the Huo brothers were pressuring me, and my relationship with my mother was also terrible. I didn't want to stay in Nancheng anymore, so I chose to go abroad. It was there that I met Ji Jianshen and Su Wan. The day I met Ji Jianshen, I went out to buy something. It was shortly after I arrived in that city. I witnessed a very tragic car accident. That was the first time I felt so close to death. I wasn't in a good state at that time. Ji Jianshen appeared at that moment. He helped me up after I was pushed and trampled by pedestrians and then took me to the hospital."
"So it's because of this that you two became close?"
Ye Xinning nodded, then thought of what Song Zhengchu had said during their last meeting.
"At the time, I only felt that Ji Jianshen was warm and kind-hearted, and after getting to know him, I felt that we could become friends. But now that I think about it, it was actually preordained by fate."
"How so?"
“Ji Jianshen and I met in Northern Europe when I was young. Later, I got sick and was still very young at the time, so I forgot what happened in Northern Europe. But Ji Jianshen always remembered it, which is why we met abroad five years ago.”
Shen Lin had considered that Ye Xinning and Ji Jianshen's relationship was unusual, but he never imagined that they had met when they were young. So, if...
If Ye Xinning hadn't forgotten Ji Jianshen after the Nordic period, then he probably wouldn't have had the chance to meet Ye Xinning again.
Thinking of this, Shen Lin tightened his grip again, the lingering fear of almost not meeting him made his heart ache for a moment.
"Ningning, you are mine." He pulled her into his arms, repeating only this one sentence over and over again.
With the two so close, how could Ye Xinning not know what Shen Lin was thinking?
She spoke softly and gently, with a soothing tone, "Hey, wasn't this what you wanted to hear?"
"But I didn't expect the emotional entanglement between you two to be so deep." Shen Lin said this in a muffled voice.
"Didn't expect that, did you? Now are you regretting making me say all this?"
No regrets.
This surprised Ye Xinning somewhat. "Really? You really don't regret it?"
"Yes, even if he has feelings for you, you are now my wife, and you are carrying my child."
Ye Xinning smiled silently.
I finally understand that saying: no matter how domineering and cold a man may seem on the outside, he is actually just a child at heart.
"Okay, I am your wife."
"Yes, you will always be Mrs. Shen."
...
The next morning, Ye Xinning and Shen Lin, along with Mu Mingwei and Gu Shilin, went to the cemetery where Shen Lin's mother, Mu Mingqing, was buried.
Throughout the journey, Mu Mingwei kept looking out the car window, seemingly lost in thought.
Sitting next to Shen Lin, Ye Xinning could clearly sense the sadness emanating from him.
Mu Mingqing's illness and departure many years ago, though an old scar for Shen Lin, is still a wound that cannot be ignored.
Ye Xinning was worried about Shen Lin's condition, so after the car stopped at the entrance of the cemetery, she took Shen Lin's hand and smiled warmly at him when he looked down at her.
Shen Lin didn't say anything, but wrapped his large hand around her small one. Ye Xinning knew that he understood what she meant.
They are husband and wife, and they should be able to notice and comfort each other when one is in a bad mood. Even if Chen Lin's unhappiness is due to his filial piety, she should still give him warmth and strength.
On the anniversary of Mu Mingqing's death, Ye Xinning came for the first time as Shen Lin's beloved wife. However, she did not say much, but silently accompanied Shen Lin. When Shen Lin lowered his head and needed some strength, she raised her head and gave him a warm smile.
Mu Mingwei came from France, and Ye Xinning originally thought that she would have a lot to say to Mu Mingqing, but she didn't.
Upon arriving at the grave, Mu Mingwei simply took out a handkerchief from her bag and carefully wiped Mu Mingqing's tombstone.
Later, Mu Mingwei spoke up, "Chen Lin, you two go downstairs and wait for me. I need to talk to your mother alone for a while."
Shen Lin was a little worried about Mu Mingwei. "Auntie, let Shi Lin stay here with you."
"No need, he'll come along too. I don't need anyone here."
Shen Lin wanted to say something more, but Ye Xinning secretly shook her head at him.
"Okay, then we'll stay downstairs. Auntie, just give me a call if you need anything."
Mu Mingwei nodded, and the group left together, leaving Mu Mingwei alone to talk to Mu Mingqing.
After they arrived at the cemetery entrance, Shen Lin and Gu Shilin were talking, while Ye Xinning sat in the car looking at documents on her phone.
Just as she was engrossed in reading, another text message popped up at the top of the screen.
Ye Xinning's gaze was fixed on the contents of the text message...
—I heard you're pregnant? Should I congratulate you? I just don't know if you'll be able to carry the baby to term.
Ye Xinning narrowed her eyes slightly. Just like the day she and Ye Xiaoxiao had their car accident on their way home, it was an unfamiliar phone number, and just like last time, some nonsensical words.
Ye Xinning immediately made the call, as expected.
The phone is switched off.
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