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As the month passed the tenth, Wang Lei had not received any invitations or phone calls from Zhao Fei. It turned out she had returned, yet she hadn’t mentioned it to him at all.
Two days later, there were rumors that the young lady from the Xu family might be marrying into the Huo family to increase their stakes in the financial war. Wang Lei immediately recognized Zhao Fei's silhouette as she entered a hotel, shoulder to shoulder with a man.
By the end of the month, Wang Lei still hadn’t received a text from Zhao Fei. On this particular day, he felt as though he was experiencing heartbreak. Alone in a small tavern, he drank until he lost consciousness.
The tavern owner, unable to do anything else, took his hand and pressed his fingerprint to unlock his phone. Scrolling through the contacts, he found a number labeled "Wife" and dialed it.
“Brother Lei.”
Zhao Fei was groggy; there had been too much going on lately, and she wanted to handle everything before reaching out to him.
“Your husband is drunk. You need to come pick him up. The address is Ke Xiang Geng Ji Tavern.”
“How do you know I’m his wife?”
“I’m using your husband’s phone, of course I know. He saved you under ‘Wife,’” the owner said dismissively.
“How much has he had to drink?”
“A little over a bottle; he’s passed out now and just babbling nonsense.”
“What kind of nonsense?”
“What’s your name?” the owner asked cautiously.
“Zhao Fei.”
“Well then, that’s you. Young people argue at the head of the bed and make up at the foot. Don’t let little things cause a ruckus.”
Zhao Fei hung up, suspecting he must have seen the news.
She called Li Hao, and soon he arrived to drag Wang Lei back home.
In the middle of the night, Zhao Fei took the last flight back to Changlin. The Xu family business had nothing to do with her; she wouldn’t tie herself down for half her life.
After a night of heavy drinking, Wang Lei felt dizzy when he finally got up and realized he had tangled in a woman’s long hair, startling him enough to fall off the bed.
Zhao Fei groggily opened her eyes and saw Wang Lei scrambling up.
“You’re awake? How did you get back?”
“If I didn’t come back, would you have gone out drinking again?”
Wang Lei felt somewhat embarrassed.
“We’re going to get our marriage certificate tomorrow,” Zhao Fei said as casually as if she were suggesting breakfast.
Wang Lei didn’t move; he felt like he wasn’t fully awake yet.
“Not willing? Then forget it.”
Wang Lei finally came to his senses and pressed closer to her. Why?
"I've been waiting for you to propose, but since you never did, I’ll say it myself."
"Why didn’t you tell me sooner?" Wang Lei exclaimed, holding Zhao Fei tightly, his body trembling. "Xiao Fei, I love you."
Zhao Fei cried; she had heard those words before when she was still half-asleep, waiting for him to say them in person.
"I love you too," Zhao Fei replied with deep affection.
"Xiao Fei, say it a couple more times."
"No way, say it again."
"Xiao Fei, I love you, I love you."
The two of them playfully tumbled on the bed, their laughter gradually fading into soft moans.
"Are we being too much at Lin Xiao's place?"
"No, they will understand."
Here, a thousand words are omitted.
As the years passed, Zhao Fei dedicated the best seven years of her life to Wang Lei, and he finally got what he had longed for—her love.
Wang Lei thought he would face opposition from the Xu family or Zhao Family.
But Xu Jianyun was ill; who had time to oppose the daughter of a family with four daughters?
When the Xu family's brother-in-law heard that Zhao Fei was marrying an ordinary man, he nearly burst into song and quickly sent a check to Zhao Fei, after all, the Zhao Family held some weight in Beijing.
Upon learning that her husband was a police officer and even a deputy chief, he hurriedly withdrew any spies he had placed around Zhao Fei.
Zhao Family's grandfather listened to Wang Lei's story and decided not to oppose either; after all, Zhao Fei’s mother had spent half her life clinging to material wealth and living as a widow for it—completely meaningless.
The Zhao Family had enough money; they didn’t need to add more embellishments to their lives.
In Wang Lei's zodiac year, they welcomed their first baby, naming him Wang Yi'an.
When Wang Lei heard that Li Hao had undergone a vasectomy for contraception, he quickly took action.
A month after giving birth, when they were intimate for the first time again, Zhao Fei realized how much Wang Lei adored their child; sometimes she felt jealous of little Wang Yi'an.
She wanted to have another girl to experience the cuteness of Lin Tian.
Wang Lei coaxed her gently until she calmed down and promised that when she wanted to have another child, he would take her back to the hospital.
Zhao Fei thought that getting married while pregnant would cause her popularity to plummet among fans; unexpectedly, when news broke that she married a hero, her popularity soared instead.
Netizens commented enthusiastically, believing that Sister Fei would never falter.
After giving birth and making her comeback, Zhao Fei became a darling of official media, shooting numerous public service advertisements on drug prevention and firefighting among others, and participating in various large-scale Mid-Autumn and Duanwu festivals.
On her birthday, Zhao Fei canceled all her plans and hurried back home alone.
Auntie had already put the child to sleep, and Wang Lei was waiting for Zhao Fei in the bedroom. It was the tenth year since they had met, and Wang Lei understood that Zhao Fei was like a soaring bird; home was her eternal refuge. He shared the same deep longing for home.
In the early hours of the morning, the door creaked open.
"Why are you still awake?"
"I was waiting for you to come back." Wang Lei glanced at his watch; it was ten past eleven. "Happy birthday."
Zhao Fei chuckled softly, "Thank you, dear."
"Have you really thought about having another one?" This was the third time Wang Lei had asked her.
"Yes." Zhao Fei felt a surge of joy.
[Here, a thousand words are omitted.]
When she woke up in the morning, Zhao Fei found that he had already dressed her in her pajamas. After their son was born, Wang Lei became cautious about their child entering the room. After tidying up, he always made sure to help her into her pajamas first.
A month later, Zhao Fei discovered she was pregnant again. Eight months after that, she gave birth to another son. Their three-year-old son, Wang Yi'an, stubbornly insisted that this baby was a sister.
Wang Lei named him Zhao Yi'an, but Zhao Fei disagreed; it seemed he had become quite lazy with names. The name An was derived from "Chuci," meaning "peaceful and secure." In the end, they settled on the simpler name Zhao An.
Wang Lei looked at the weak Zhao Fei after childbirth and vowed that even if the King of Heaven came down, he would never let her go through that again.
Zhao Fei gazed at Wang Lei with a heart full of tenderness and smiled happily.
She had never believed in a man's fidelity, but with this man before her, she did.
In every decade of her life, she wanted to share it with him—experiencing someone by your side during twilight and having someone ask if your porridge was warm brought true happiness.
And thus ended Wang Lei's story.
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