Chapter 175 Even in his own state, he's still thinking about sheltering others from the storm.
Zhou Yanchuan didn't respond to that, but instead rested his head on her shoulder: "When did you decide to break up?"
Wen Jiu couldn't remember when she made up her mind. Was it Wen Chengyu's gambling, or the rainy night when Grandpa Zhou came to find her, or seeing him begging and groveling?
Each and every single factor forced her to make this decision.
She turned her head and said, "I don't know anymore. I was too young back then. I just thought that it was enough to get to that point with you, and I didn't want to hold you back any longer."
Zhou Yanchuan listened with a mixture of helplessness and heartache, "Tell me what you mean by dragging it out?"
Wen Jiu remained silent.
Zhou Yanchuan clearly had no intention of letting her off so easily. "And what do you mean by 'going that far is enough'? Just sleeping with her is enough?"
"Um."
"You still have a 'hmm'?" He pinched her waist. "No wonder we broke up after coming back from Qishan. You got her, didn't you?"
Wen Jiu shrank back, trying to hide.
Zhou Yanchuan pulled her close and held her tightly in his arms: "You even called me a bastard, but who's the bastard between us?"
She couldn't break free from him, so he hugged her and took advantage of her.
Suqin had just lain down when she felt cold, so she sat up in bed and muttered, "No, I need to get the two kids a thicker blanket."
She found a new, air-dried quilt and carried it to the room at the end of the corridor.
The door wasn't closed properly, and before she even went in, she saw the small space around the table.
The man rested his elbows on the edge of the table, holding the girl tightly in his arms; their shadows overlapped in the dimming light.
Not wanting to disturb the tenderness of the moment, she gently closed the door, turned, and left.
Zhou Yanchuan held her and kissed her for a while, and when he saw that he was about to lose control, he let go and patted her waist: "Go to sleep."
Wen Jiu looked up at him, her eyes still half-closed, not yet recovered from her daze.
Zhou Yanchuan lowered his head and kissed her again, tenderly and gently.
She always felt that he had changed, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. It was just that he seemed to be more accommodating and loving towards her, as if he was trying to make up for something.
Both of them slept very soundly that night.
Wen Jiu woke up at noon. Zhou Yanchuan was already up, had just taken a shower, and was drying his hair while watching her from the bedside.
Sweater and trousers, purely cold, yet inexplicably exuding a sense of gentleness.
She liked it this way and lingered for a while.
Zhou Yanchuan looked at the person who was staring at him with open eyes, put the towel aside, knelt on the bed and hugged her.
Wen Jiu was still a little sleepy, and when he hugged her like that, she unconsciously rested her head on his chest.
It looks like some kind of small animal.
I almost fell asleep again in a daze.
Zhou Yanchuan raised his hand and rubbed her back, saying in her ear, "If you're really sleepy, get up and eat something before you go back to sleep."
When Wen Jiu and he came downstairs, Grandma Qin and Su Su were already waiting at the dining table.
Seeing them come down, Su Su was clearly a little flustered, and Grandma Qin's eyes narrowed into slits.
"You're up! Come on, let's eat."
Wen Jiu responded with "okay," but blushed again when she saw the dishes on the table.
As the old man served her food, he asked, "What kind of work is Xiao Jiu doing now?"
"At the procuratorate."
Upon hearing that it was at the procuratorate, Grandma Qin's tone lifted even more, "You're a really clever child."
Wen Jiu smiled faintly.
After dinner, the two returned to their room. Su Su looked at the slender figure and couldn't help but say, "Is this Miss Wen the one the young master likes? She's really special."
"What's so special about it?" Suqin turned her head and asked.
"I can't quite put my finger on it, but she just felt different from the pretty girls I've ever seen."
Suqin was amused by the little girl's description and sat down on the chair, holding her legs: "I don't understand what you young people are talking about, but Xiao Jiu is a strong-willed girl. Most men really can't handle her. Only Yan Chuan managed to win her over. But even though he won her over, he was completely controlled by her. Such an arrogant person is like a helpless person in front of a little girl."
Su Su had just noticed that whenever Miss Wen made a slight move, their young master's eyes would immediately turn towards her.
"I'm so envious," she said.
Suqin smiled.
"Xiao Jiu is a child that Yan Chuan cherishes like this."
Putting aside everything else, when Miss passed away, the Ning and Zhou families were in complete chaos, with all sorts of arguments taking place.
No one noticed the boy in the corner.
Suqin felt sorry for him and wanted to take him back to his room to rest, but before she could get there, a little girl sneaked in from the crowd.
Without saying a word, she tiptoed and reached out to cover the boy's ears.
The voice was crisp and clear: "Zhou Yanchuan, don't listen to what they're saying."
Suqin's eyes welled up with tears.
From that moment on, she remembered the little girl.
Later, the husband and wife mentioned that the little girl lived across the street from that house in the city.
Her mother left when she was five years old, leaving behind a bastard father.
The little girl is so pitiful. She was a little better when her grandparents were alive a few years ago, but after they passed away, her injuries never healed.
No wonder that day when she covered her ears, she saw bruises all over the little girl's pale, raised arm.
Even in his own state, he's still thinking about sheltering others from the wind and rain.
*
After returning to her room, Wen Jiu picked up a book and sat on the sofa to read. After a while, her eyelids started to droop, and just as she was about to fall asleep, her phone on the table rang.
It was Li Yue calling.
She was startled and the book in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud".
After a few seconds, she reached for her phone on the table and answered when she saw the caller ID: "Hello, Yueyue."
"Xiaojiu..."
A cry rang out.
Wen Jiu's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong?"
The girl was crying uncontrollably, unable to utter a single complete sentence.
Wen Jiu was also anxious. She got up from the sofa and went to find Zhou Yanchuan to drive back to Beicheng.
Li Yue's voice came from that moment: "I haven't had my period for two months."
"You haven't had your period for two months?" Wen Jiu stopped walking.
The girl sobbed, "Two months ago, I got drunk and slept with Jin Yiyan. The second time, I think he didn't use a condom."
Wen Jiu realized something, and was momentarily stunned. After calming down, she asked, "Did you check?"
"I dare not, I'm afraid of what if I really get pregnant."
Wen Jiu didn't know what to do either; it was all too sudden. She thought for a couple of seconds and asked, "Did you tell Jin Yiyan?"
"without."
She was silent for a moment before speaking, "Go check first, and we'll talk about it when the results are out."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yanchuan approached and asked, "Is Li Yue pregnant?"
"Not entirely sure yet."
Her heart was inexplicably in turmoil, and remembering something, she asked, "Is Jin Yiyan married?"
Zhou Yanchuan: "No."
Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.
The two broke up because Jin Yiyan was going to get engaged, but for some reason, the engagement didn't happen.
However, Li Yue did not get back together with him.
So many years have passed, and unexpectedly these two people have become involved again.
Li Yue called in the evening, and her voice sounded noticeably more muffled than in the morning.
Wen Jiuxin couldn't help but feel anxious.
"How about it?"
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