With Fu Yan around, Wen Liyu felt much more relaxed as she didn't have to hold her fat son all the time.
"Where are Mom and Dad?" Fu Yan held Wen Sinian in his arms, spread his hands in front of him, and let him play by himself.
Wen Liyu withdrew her gaze from the window and said, "My parents are still traveling around the world. I just sneaked back here."
"Yeah." Fu Yan wanted to ask her what she was thinking now and what she thought of him.
But looking at Wen Liyu's beautiful face, the question was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.
They returned to their original wedding room, and the housekeeper was stunned when he saw Wen Liyu and the little boy in Fu Yan's arms.
His mind raced, and he immediately thought of his wife who had run away from home two years ago. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Master, Madam, Young Master."
"Well, clean up Nian Nian's room and then find a nanny." Fu Yan had a cold face throughout.
He held his son in his arms the whole way, and wouldn't let Wen Liyu hold him even if she wanted to.
He thought to himself that as long as his son was in his hands, Wen Liyu would not be able to escape this time.
Wen Liyu had indeed been following behind him, and Fu Yan's anxious heart finally relaxed a little.
"System, Fu Yan hasn't found a woman in all these years?" Wen Liyu sighed inwardly, "I thought he would find a substitute again, double the number."
"Host, Miss Wen Yu must be very angry that you sneaked back this time."
Wen Liyu sighed, "There's nothing I can do about it! I have a mission to complete, and I've almost finished my time in this world."
"Wen Liyu, what are you daydreaming about?" Fu Yan suddenly spoke up and looked at her with a frown.
Wen Liyu raised her eyes to look at him, then lowered them slightly, "Why did you bring me here?"
"Why not?" Fu Yan was puzzled. This was their wedding room, had she forgotten?
Wen Liyu paused and looked away, "That girl back then..."
Fu Yan's eyes widened slightly, and a guess flashed through his mind, "Is this why you left?!"
His breathing became rapid, and his chest rose and fell. "You are really...!"
"Why are you angry?" Wen Liyu looked at him puzzledly, "If you find someone you like, of course I will leave."
"..." Fu Yan sighed, "She's a hire my parents hired. I don't like her."
"Oh." Wen Liyu didn't have any special reaction after hearing this. All her reactions were performed for her family two years ago. Now she is just a cold-blooded little carp.
She turned her head to look at Wen Sinian, "How long do you want to stay with Dad?"
Wensnian touched his chin like a little adult, then held up five fingers and said, "It's going to take this many days."
"No." Wen Liyu shook her head, "Grandpa and grandma will be worried if it takes too long."
"Hmm..." Wen Sinian fell into deep thought.
Fu Yan laughed out loud when he heard her blatantly discussing the date of her departure in front of him. "Do you think you can leave?"
"Ah?" Wen Liyu suddenly remembered that if Fu Yan was not with someone else, then coming here at this time would be like walking into a trap.
She immediately reached out to hug Wen Sinian, but Fu Yan dodged her.
Wen Sinian, who was being lifted high, didn't understand what his parents were doing. Instead, he laughed happily, "Hehehe... Come again!"
"Give it back to me!" Wen Liyu frowned and stood on tiptoe to reach her silly son.
Fu Yan watched the two of them getting closer and closer. When she was completely in his arms, he lowered his hands straight down and held her in his arms. At the same time, the housekeeper stepped forward and took Wen Sinian away.
"Come, young master, would you like to go play on the grass outside with the butler?" The butler carried Wen Sinian out.
Wen Liyu stretched out her hand towards the butler's back, "Wait! Son, come back!"
"Bye, Mommy~" Wen Sinian thought his mother was saying goodbye to him, and waved to her in the housekeeper's arms.
Wen Liyu: “…”
Fu Yan bent down, picked up Wen Liyu, and walked upstairs with his long legs.
Wen Liyu leaned on his shoulder and sighed, "Fu Yan, you don't like me, why don't you let me leave?"
"Who said I don't like you?" Fu Yan let her go and locked the door.
“…Do I need anyone else to tell me this?” Wen Liyu turned her face away and walked to the bed.
Looking up, she saw the wedding dress she had worn hanging on the closet. She suddenly felt guilty, "You still have the wedding dress?"
Fu Yan raised his hand and untied his tie, his eyes fixed on her, like a wolf on the hunt that won't let go of its prey. "Wen Liyu, you were in a car accident three years ago."
"I think so." Wen Liyu still maintained her amnesiac persona. "Is there any problem?"
When Fu Yan heard her answer, he bent down in front of her, his eyes full of aggression, "I have always liked you."
Wen Liyu didn't believe it at all and turned her face away, "Mr. Fu is joking."
"I know I'm just a substitute for Miss Xiaoyu." She paused, "You don't have to lie to me by saying such things."
Fu Yan pinched her chin and forced her to look at him, "You are Xiaoyu."
Wen Liyu didn't believe it, but looking at his eyes full of lust, she couldn't help but feel timid, "Fu Yan! That's enough!"
"I don't want to play the substitute game with you anymore. I'm going to take Si Nian away tomorrow. I came here this time just to divorce you... Ugh!"
Before she could finish her words, Fu Yan blocked her mouth.
Fu Yan pinched her chin, forced her to open her mouth, and watched as tears welled up in her eyes.
The anger he had suppressed for two years, the surprise when he knew she was Xiaoyu, the regret that kept surging in his heart...all kinds of complicated emotions mixed together and turned into a overwhelming desire.
Wen Liyu slowly turned into a pool of soft water, with fragmented gasps constantly escaping from her throat.
The corners of her eyes were red, and crystal tears kept rolling down from her beautiful eyes, soaking the sheets beneath her.
"Xiao Yu." Fu Yan called out every time he kissed her, his voice sometimes gentle and sometimes rough.
His complicated love for her made him want to kill the woman under him on the bed.
"Don't! Woo..." Wen Liyu felt uncomfortable and comfortable at the same time. The two feelings intertwined together, making her unable to think. She could only sob softly and beg for mercy.
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It was five hours later when Fu Yan walked out of the bedroom, and it was already dark.
Wen Sinian sat carefree on the sofa, watching the blue Doraemon on TV intently.
"Niannian." Seeing how well-behaved he was, Fu Yan couldn't help but go over and hold him in his arms.
"Hmm?" Wen Sinian's heart was still on Doraemon, and he responded perfunctorily.
Fu Yan was not angry either. He rubbed his head gently, "Si Nian, Wen Si Nian..." Who is Xiao Yu missing?
He called out and Wen Sinian responded. When Fu Yan called out for the fifth time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Dad." Wen Sinian said with a stern face, "No, shout!"
Fu Yan was scolded by his own son, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Okay."
"Good boy." Wen Sinian patted his old father's arm and touched his stomach. "I'm hungry."
Fu Yan held Nian Nian in his arms and said, "I'll take you to dinner."
"What about Mom?" He turned his head innocently and asked seriously, "Mom gets hungry too."
"Your mother...she just ate her fill." Fu Yan's ears flushed slightly and he coughed. "She's sleeping now. Don't disturb her."
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