Zhao Chuchu is only 20 years old. No matter how mature she is or how well she hides it, she will still feel panic inside.
Now, because of Yuan Ge'er's incident, this panic has suddenly accumulated.
She no longer feels safe.
For a moment, she wondered if she shouldn't have appeared in ancient times. If she hadn't appeared, perhaps Yuan Ge'er could have found a more suitable man, or perhaps the original owner could have redeemed Qing'er, and the two people in love could have stayed together.
The more Zhao Chuchu thought about it, the sadder she became. Zhang Xiuyuan glanced inadvertently and saw his wife's red eyes. His heart skipped a beat and he couldn't even steer the carriage steadily. The carriage was shaken violently by the horses, but fortunately it finally stabilized.
Zhang Xiuyuan drove the carriage to a wide area and stopped. Without saying anything, he pulled Zhao Chuchu into the carriage and asked, "Wife, what's wrong with you?"
He couldn't help but worry. During the time he had been with his wife, he had never seen her vulnerable, but now her eyes were red.
"My dear wife, did I do something wrong to make you angry?" Almost at the moment of entering the carriage, Yuan Ge'er took the initiative to hug Zhao Chuchu. He hugged her very tightly, as if he was afraid that the person in his arms would disappear if he was not careful.
Just for a moment, Zhang Xiuyuan really felt that his wife seemed to be disappearing, and the fear in his heart suddenly emerged.
Now, feeling the presence of the person in his arms, his heart finally settled.
"My dear wife, please don't be silent. I will be worried." The person in his arms did not speak for a long time, just staying quietly in his arms.
The man hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones. The scorching heat came over her, and Zhao Chuchu's trance-like mood gradually dissipated, and her rationality gradually returned.
Zhang Xiuyuan was younger than she was, but his embrace was broad and warm. Because of their age, and because they lived in a country where women were king, Zhao Chuchu had always treated Zhang Xiuyuan like a little puppy who needed her protection, but she had overlooked the fact that Brother Yuan was actually a grown, tall man. Apart from anything else, he was a head taller than her. The only thing he wasn't as good as her was probably strength, since she was born with supernatural powers.
Zhao Chuchu ignored the fact that even as a strong and powerful lady, she would occasionally be vulnerable.
At this moment, Zhao Chuchu took off all her strength and exposed her weakest side to Zhang Xiuyuan without reservation.
Her slender hands wrapped around Zhang Xiuyuan's thin waist. Zhao Chuchu buried her head in his broad chest and murmured aggrievedly, "I'm just afraid that I'm not worthy of you."
Zhang Ailing said: Loving someone will make you humble to the dust.
Zhao Chuchu thought that she really loved Zhang Xiuyuan to the core, which was why she felt insecure.
Zhang Xiuyuan gently patted Zhao Chuchu's back. After hearing her words, his clear eyes widened slightly, revealing a look of surprise.
"Wife, why do you think so?"
"My wife..."
Zhao Chuchu's little face was lifted up by Zhang Xiuyuan's slightly calloused hands, and the two looked at each other.
Zhang Xiuyuan's cold eyes were filled with an indescribable warmth. "Wife, marrying you is my lifelong fortune. All external conditions and abilities are not enough to make you love me. Wife, do you, do you love me?"
Zhang Xiuyuan couldn't help but blurt out words that almost asked for a confession, and he realized later that his earlobes had turned red.
Zhao Chuchu immediately puffed out her chest and assured loudly: "Of course I am attracted to you. Brother Yuan, my husband, I love you."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com