Chapter 62: No divorce, only widowhood.
She felt a special connection to the word "mistress," as if something had suddenly become hers.
From a young age, she was always told in that family that she would eventually get married, and that daughters are like water spilled out of a bowl—they would one day belong to someone else's family.
However, she was the older of the two daughters in the family and was always pampered. In that family, even her own father never treated her as one of his own.
So when Fu Yanzun said she was the mistress of the house, she was deeply moved.
I couldn't hold back for a moment; my nose tingled and my eyes reddened.
Fu Yanzun didn't know what was wrong with her. Was she still asleep? Why did she look like she was about to cry?
Thinking about how she just called her family and probably got scolded again, she must be feeling very upset.
He wasn't good at comforting girls, and he didn't know what to say to soothe her feelings.
He didn't ask him what was wrong, but instead picked up the electric toothbrush and toothpaste.
He applied toothpaste to the toothbrush and hugged Tang Wan'er from behind.
There's quite a height difference between them.
When Tang Wan'er was barefoot, her feet didn't even reach his chin.
Looking at them in the mirror, they look like an adult with a child. Is this the legendary cutest height difference?
He handed the toothpaste to Tang Wan'er and asked with a smile, "Do you want me to brush your teeth for you? But I've never done this before. I'm afraid if I brush your teeth, your teeth will be ruined."
Tang Wan'er couldn't help but chuckle, taking the toothbrush from his hand. "I'm not a child. I can brush my teeth myself."
Fu Yanzun affectionately stroked her high, straight nose, "Aren't you just a child in front of me?"
Tang Wan'er pursed her lips, raised her eyes, and looked at Fu Yanzun in the mirror.
His eyebrows were curved, and his expression was gentle, completely different from the indifferent man he usually was.
Moreover, when the uncle isn't wearing glasses, just a slight smile always gives off a kind of devilish charm that shines from his eyes, making him look particularly sexy and alluring.
What should I do? She's becoming more and more infatuated with the older man's good looks.
Whether he's serious, wearing glasses, or smiling with his glasses off, the uncle is absolutely perfect.
The level of being picky.
Marrying a man like that must have been a huge stroke of luck; you must have done so many good deeds in your past life.
"Uncle, don't you think it's pretty perverted of you to do that kind of thing to a little kid? Your tastes are so heavy!"
Fu Yanzun pinched her small face, which was full of collagen, and the smooth touch made him love it.
"How dare you say that? If you hadn't pounced on me time and time again, do you think my tastes would have become so extreme?"
"So you can only say you couldn't resist temptation? What if a girl like me takes the initiative to pounce on you in the future? I'll tell you, I can't accept men cheating. There's no such thing as divorce here, only widowhood. So you'd better think it through before you marry me, lest one day you accidentally turn into a cold corpse while you're sleeping."
Fu Yanzun's lips twitched slightly. The more he heard these words, the more uneasy he felt.
"What kind of person do you take me for? Do you think I'd be interested in any kind of woman? You're not the first woman to seduce me, but this is the first time I've succumbed to temptation."
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