Chapter 281 Finale
When Princess Meng was three years old, the Meng family moved.
Wen Yan felt that the house they lived in now was naturally spacious when it was just her and Meng Qinghe, but it was far from enough with a son and a daughter.
Looking at the wedding house where she had lived for many years, countless memories flashed through her eyes. This place witnessed her transformation from a daughter to a wife, and then to a mother. Every corner of the house was filled with sweet memories. Meng Qinghe also planted a garden of roses for her, which were still blooming vigorously.
Meng Qinghe had just carried his daughter into the car and asked his son to look after his sister. Seeing that his wife had not yet gotten into the car, he saw his wife looking at the villa with a reluctant look.
Looking at the house in front of him where he had lived for many years, there was no reluctance in Meng Qinghe's eyes, but more sweetness in his heart. In fact, he felt that although there were many more people in the family now, children, nanny, etc., he actually only wanted him and his beloved wife to be together.
He designed this house bit by bit, and every corner of the house bears traces of the sweetness between him and Wen Yan.
He walked forward, hugged Wen Yan, and whispered in her ear, "When the children grow wings and fly away, I will move back with you. This is the house I built specially for you. I'm jealous of those two little brats living here for so long.
We will move back here alone, without anyone else."
When Wen Yan came back to her senses from her memories, she was amused by Meng Qinghe's words. She knew that although he loved the two children very much, he would often be jealous of them.
Well, now I don’t feel sad anymore.
She hugged her husband back and kissed the corner of his mouth, "What about my roses?"
"I have someone regularly maintain my precious roses, and I'll come over to look after them myself. I'll also have someone regularly clean the furniture in the house. We'll come back alone later and stay for two days if we want. This is our wedding room, and we'll move back in when we're old."
Loving someone is like growing flowers. They will flourish only with careful care.
When we moved to our new home, we found a piece of land that had been planned in advance. There were only a few families living in the community, and each family was a large manor with separate entrances and houses far away from each other.
Wen Yan also has a larger dressing room, one for clothes, one for jewelry, and one for bags, and the children also have a larger activity room.
In the garden, Meng Youning was driving the latest sports car that his uncle bought for him because of the move, and he was exploring the new home with his sister sitting in the passenger seat. The new home was very big, and it took half an hour to drive the car around the new home.
Listening to the children's laughter, Meng Qinghe surrounded his wife from behind, leaned against the fence on the third-floor balcony, and watched the children play.
The warm and hard chest behind her was just the same as it was back then. In his arms, listening to his heartbeat and looking at the children, Wen Yan felt that this was what happiness was all about.
She now regards the system as her last trump card and will not use it unless it is a critical moment. For many years, the system has seemed to be non-existent, always there quietly.
She didn't have much ambition. She couldn't become the richest person in the world, nor could she be a queen who could call the wind and rain, or have a harem.
After traveling around the world, she once asked herself, what can money bring?
Finally, she told herself that money can bring power and status, but it cannot bring a simple and happy life. She did not have such great ambitions. She could date multiple men at the same time, but money could not bring true love.
Sincerity bought with money cannot stand the test.
She could answer without hesitation that when she encountered difficulties one day, Meng Qinghe would give her everything he had and no difficulties would stand in her way. The so-called love should be exchanged with the same sincerity.
Life doesn't need to be earth-shattering. Two people, three meals a day, and four seasons are enough.
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