He Wangnian frowned and slowly loosened his grip on Fu Yu's fingers.
He will never forget what his mother said to him in the study.
"For the family, marriage is the most convenient and effective tool. Hold on to Fu Yu tightly and don't let me down."
He Wangnian's parents had a political marriage. After the marriage, they each went their own way and had someone they cherished in their hearts.
Little He Wangnian witnessed two hypocritical adults who held his hand and acted affectionately in front of the camera, but in private, they were entangled in passionate affairs with their respective lovers.
He Wangnian didn't understand.
If you don't love him, why get married and have him?
Isn't marriage supposed to be sacred and solemn?
Just like fairy tales, it always ends with the male and female protagonists getting married.
When his mother heard what he said, she smiled and tapped his nose.
The perfect marriage only exists in fabricated myths.
Fairy tale writers dare not write about the trivialities and unbearable aspects of married life, dare not write about emotional infidelity and superficial harmony during the seven-year itch, dare not write about arguments and violence, dare not write about the pain and unbearable consequences after a falling out...
Too realistic, too bloody, too cruel, it completely shattered people's yearning for marriage.
Marriage is never reliable; the only reliable things are the bonds of interest, family ties, and business empires.
Mother He can provide Father He with connections and resources, while Father He can help Mother He stand on a bigger stage.
This is the significance of their marriage.
He Wangnian is a byproduct of this alliance ceremony, an heir destined to repeat their fate.
Little He Wangnian blinked his eyes in bewilderment.
He silently vowed to himself that he did not want to repeat this fate.
A few days later, his mother's lover kidnapped him and took him to a cliff, using him to blackmail his mother into eloping with him.
"You said you loved me, can't you give up everything for me?"
"I don't want to follow you anonymously; I want to hold your hand openly and honestly, instead of being a rat in the gutter!"
Mother He remained calm. She gave her lover one last chance, letting He Wangnian go as if nothing had happened.
The handsome man held the boy in his arms tightly.
In a moment of infatuation, He's mother promised to marry him.
She was simply held back by the constraints of reality. If he could, he would help her escape her confinement and regain her freedom...
With a loud bang.
Blood splattered on He Wangnian's face.
The bodyguards pulled He Wangnian, who was standing frozen in place, to a safe area.
He Wangnian looked straight at the man lying in a pool of blood, then at his mother who had put away her hunting rifle.
There was not a trace of regret or struggle on her face.
It was as if the one who died was neither an enemy nor a lover.
It was not prey.
With a snap.
A slap landed on He Wangnian's face.
"You are the heir of the He family. You should be able to distinguish who you should take seriously and who you are just playing around with."
Just playing around?
In her mother's dictionary, casually uttering words of love and liking meant just playing around.
In this respect, her father and she were exactly the same.
He Wangnian witnessed his mistress, heavily pregnant, come to the old house to force him to resign.
The father didn't even lift his eyelids, waving his hand to signal that the woman be sent to a mental hospital.
After being confined for a few days, the woman underwent an abortion with a numb expression.
After that, He Wangnian never saw her again.
But every time he woke up in the middle of the night, He Wangnian seemed to hear the woman's mournful cries.
He Wangnian suddenly woke up with a start.
It took me a long time to regain my normal breathing rhythm.
He looked at Fu Yu in his arms, carefully moved away her hands and feet that were lunging at him, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the bedroom.
The villa has one master bedroom and ten guest bedrooms.
He Wangnian stopped in the guest room, which was closest to the master bedroom. After thinking for a while, he carried Fu Yu into the master bedroom where he was staying.
The guest room has never been lived in before. What if Fu Yu doesn't like it?
The guest bedroom's facilities were not as good as the master bedroom and could not meet Fu Yu's needs.
The bed in the guest room was a bit smaller than the one in the master bedroom, so Fu Yu wouldn't be able to sleep comfortably.
...
After coming up with more than ten logical excuses, He Wangnian was finally able to openly carry Fu Yu to his bed.
This is all for her own good.
As soon as she touched the pillow, Fu Yu snuggled comfortably, wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, and fell into a deep sleep with her back to He Wangnian.
This is not the outcome he wanted.
The person was a bit far away, but the fragrant strands of hair still lingered on his wrist.
He Wangnian's fingertips rubbed against the soft strands of hair.
Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table rang. He Wangnian quickly answered it and walked out of the master bedroom. "Hello."
There was no reply from the other end, and He Wangnian glanced at his phone in confusion.
The phone belongs to Fu Yu.
Looking at the long string of incoming call numbers, He Wangnian raised his hand slightly and said calmly, "Fu Yu is already asleep. If there's anything you need, you can tell me."
Upon hearing this, a suppressed laugh seemed to come from the other end.
The call was immediately disconnected.
He Wangnian stared intently at the screen.
He returned to the master bedroom and entered the unfamiliar number, which he had memorized, into his phone.
"Check the owner of this number immediately."
Private room in a nightclub.
The men around Song Rongchu burst into laughter.
The man laughing the loudest was the male model who had been 'taken care of' by He Wangnian tonight.
They are all students from the flight attendant school next to Yancheng University.
I worked part-time at the club during my school years to earn extra money.
The income from one night is probably more than the fixed salary after graduation.
Fu Yu, on the other hand, is the big fish that several male models have recently set their sights on.
However, before she could even catch the fish, she was given a lesson by her fiancé.
The group was angry, and under the guise of drinking and playing a drinking game, they made Song Rongchu, who lost, call Fu Yu and say some ambiguous things.
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