Somehow, Wen Yiran felt a hollowness in his heart. The strong and kind girl of those days was gone forever. When did Feng Xueying become snobbish and mean? When did she start looking down on others from a high position? Had she forgotten? Their family had also had its share of hard times.
Wen Yiran was lost in thought. Feng Xueying raised her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes and continued, "Old Wen, that year, there was no news from you. I took the children with me, running back and forth to various departments. It took me two full months to find out that you were lying in the Xth Field Hospital. Old Wen, our relationship has gone through so many ups and downs. Is it possible that anything will change in our old age? I already know I was wrong. Can't you forgive me?"
Feng Xueying was truly panicked. Over the years, Wen Yiran had always indulged her, never before had he given her such a hard time. Could it really be as Jingjing had said: men become bad when they have power?
Why did I think of He Jingjing for no reason? As soon as this thought came to Feng Xueying's mind, she felt a throbbing pain in her head. Feng Xueying stretched out her left hand to support her forehead, and the throbbing in her head stopped. Then, Feng Xueying's mind was fuzzy, and she couldn't remember what she had been thinking about at all.
Seeing Feng Xueying's sad face, Wen Yiran clenched and unclenched his fingers.
Wen Yiran knew Feng Xueying was referring to an event from over twenty years ago. That year, the "Anti-X Aid X" war broke out, and Wen Yiran went to the battlefield. He was seriously injured in the battle, and if Zhao Qingshan hadn't risked his life to save him, Wen Yiran would have nearly lost his life on the battlefield. Although he was lucky, he still spent three months in bed before he could stand again. When Feng Xueying found him, he looked utterly miserable.
Wen Yiran thought back to the little things he and Feng Xueying had supported each other through the journey. Over the years, things had not been smooth sailing for the couple. At the beginning of the movement, Wen Yiran was locked up in the cowshed. If it weren't for his uncle Wen Jingtao's care, there would be no Wen Yiran today.
However, over the years, regardless of whether Wen Yiran was unlucky or in a high position, Feng Xueying always stood by his side and never left him. Otherwise, Wen Yiran would not have been so indulgent towards his old wife, preferring to leave his grandson to the care of the housekeeper rather than let Feng Xueying return home to be a housewife.
This is Wen Yiran's love for Feng Xueying. He loves her. He is willing to let Feng Xueying live according to her own wishes, and he is reluctant to use the shackles of home to trap her wings that want to fly.
"Wrong? It's really not easy to get you, Feng Xueying, to admit your mistake. Tell me, do you know where you went wrong?" Wen Yiran looked serious.
"Lao Wen, I don't know what's wrong with me. These days, when I think back to what happened that day, my mind goes blank." Feng Xueying looked a little confused. She didn't understand why she was so impatient. It was obvious that Lao Wen's feelings for her had not been false at all over the years. Why would she randomly suspect that there was something going on between him and Aunt Liu?
"Feng Xueying, Feng Xueying, after so many years of marriage, I, Wen Yiran, believe that I have never had any thoughts of letting you down. You should at least think before doing anything. Don't believe everything you hear and make waves even when there is no wind." Wen Yiran was really heartbroken. He and Feng Xueying met on the battlefield and got married under the red flag. They were a revolutionary couple, and I don't know how many people envied them back then.
"Old Wen, I..." Feng Xueying was at a loss for words. Feng Xueying knew Wen Yiran's temper. When Wen Yiran was criticizing someone, it was best not to interrupt him, otherwise, Wen Yiran's criticism would become more intense.
Wen Yiran looked at Feng Xueying and felt very conflicted.
When she was young, Feng Xueying was beautiful, generous, kind, and diligent and efficient. However, Feng Xueying today is different from the past. Feng Xueying has grown more generous. When did family and friendship become less important than fame, wealth, and status in Feng Xueying's eyes?
Wen Yiran still felt a flush on his face as he recalled Feng Xueying's sarcastic remarks about Zhao Qingshan. His brother, the one who risked his life to save him, was just a country bumpkin in Feng Xueying's eyes, trying to take advantage of him? Wen Yiran knew full well that if it weren't for Zhao Qingshan, he wouldn't have regained consciousness this time. He... owed Brother Qingshan two lives.
There's no going back, nothing can go back? Wen Yiran was silent. He knew that after this life-and-death cycle, a deep rift had appeared between him and Feng Xueying.
Fortunately, Aunt Liu was a kind person and did not take advantage of the situation to ask for favors from the Wen family. Otherwise, just based on Feng Xueying's insulting words, Aunt Liu would have made a scene.
"Xueying, think carefully. Where did you hear those words you said the other day? Just based on hearsay, you suspected something was going on between me and Aunt Liu. What would you do if I were the one saying that?" Wen Yiran finally spoke. He taught his son in public, and his wife in private. While no one else was home today, he should talk to Feng Xueying about the seriousness of this matter. In this day and age, matters between men and women must not be casually discussed, lest the old woman get carried away and start talking nonsense outside.
Feng Xueying was stunned. She didn't understand what was wrong with her. These past few days, she just couldn't stand Aunt Liu. She had to think over everything she said and the look on her face.
Oh, it’s Jingjing. Jingjing said that day...
Thinking of this, Feng Xueying's head began to throb again. What happened that day, how did it happen that day? Feng Xueying suppressed the headache and recalled every detail of that day.
That day, Wen Yiran returned from a meeting in Kyoto. When he entered the house, Aunt Liu greeted him, "Secretary Wen, you're finally back."
Seeing Wen Yiran, Aunt Liu was indeed relieved. These past few days, that young lady from Kyoto had been "torturing" her to the point of driving her crazy. If Secretary Wen was at home, that young lady wouldn't be so excessive, right? Aunt Liu thought.
After Wen Ziqing sneaked away, He Jingjing was filled with rage, but she couldn't vent her anger on the servants like she could in Kyoto. Aunt Liu became He Jingjing's punching bag, and she constantly found fault with her, saying things like, "Grandpa Wen must have let you work at the Wen family because you're pretty!"
Aunt Liu cries every day, and Feng Xueying is busy trying to please He Jingjing, so how can she make decisions for Aunt Liu?
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