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Why?
Why do this? Is it worth it?
What if, in the future, they separate? Wouldn't that mean he could never have other children again?
Is this really the right thing to do?
Wen Qian lifted her gaze to the man before her, her eyes filled with countless questions. Yet, he gently silenced her.
He understood her so well; how could he not guess what she was thinking?
Lu Zheng tightened his embrace around the woman, letting out a soft sigh. It was worth it; they wouldn't separate. Not now, not ever.
He looked seriously into Wen Qian's eyes and said, "In the future, we will have Chen Chen. That will be enough. We will give him all our love. I will give you all my love to make up for everything."
He couldn't let her endure the pain of childbirth again!
Not understanding didn't mean he was oblivious.
He had ears to listen, a mouth to ask, and a mind to think.
He wouldn't just stand there with his hands open and shoulders shrugged, pretending to know nothing.
It felt as if he enjoyed everything while appearing so innocent, as if none of it was what he wanted but rather something others forced upon him.
He couldn't do it!
A voice deep within him told him he couldn't.
So, could it be?
The two locked eyes, unconsciously leaning closer to each other.
At the moment their lips met, they both instinctively closed their eyes.
Their lips parted slightly, intertwining with one another.
The man forcefully pried open the barrier between their lips, advancing with a dominant posture.
Their breaths mingled on each other's faces—warm and ticklish.
Lu Zheng's hand, which had been resting on Wen Qian's waist, slowly moved. Just as he intended to take further action, she firmly pushed him away.
He felt a mix of amusement and disappointment.
It was amusing that his wife had too much strength; it wasn't always a good thing—it could easily backfire.
She felt a sinking sensation, thinking that Wen Qian would reject him. Breathing heavily, her misty eyes gazed at the man before her. "Turn off the lights!" Her voice was frantic, tinged with embarrassment.
Lu Zheng stood up to turn off the lights. As the room plunged into darkness, even the smallest movements between them were amplified in the silence. For a moment, Wen Qian couldn't tell if asking him to turn off the lights was the right decision or not. Their breaths intertwined once more.
The warmth of Lu Zheng's fingers against her skin made Wen Qian instinctively shrink back. Bit by bit, she felt her youthful shell being peeled away. Clothes were tossed onto the floor, the bed, and the chair. The heat of their bodies touched, and though she wanted to escape in fear, her hands were firmly held.
With their fingers intertwined, Wen Qian felt her breath catch in her throat.
That night, Wen Qian hardly slept, shifting restlessly as she tried to escape from the heat of his body. Her eyes were moist, her lashes damp, and the corners of her eyes tinged with red. Lu Zheng chuckled softly as he rubbed his sore waist. After being kicked off the bed twice that night, it seemed she was genuinely angry. He would have to coax her tomorrow and be careful with his actions.
Yes, he was willing. A smile played on Lu Zheng's lips as he slept, his brows relaxed and a sense of satisfaction evident in his expression. It felt good to be wanted!
The next morning, Lu Zheng woke up early to pack his things and took Lu Chen to school. There were no classes with Wen Qian today; he had planned it all out!
On the way, Lu Chen curiously observed his father. "Dad, you seem really happy today! Why hasn't Mom gotten up yet? Why didn't she take me to school?"
He was stopped by his father when he woke up in the morning wanting to find his mother. His father said that his mother was tired and needed to rest, so he couldn't disturb her sleep. He obediently agreed, promising not to wake her.
After sending Lu Chen to school, Lu Zheng stood at the school gate, watching his troops. A useless man stood there like a thief! Lu Zheng walked over and slapped Liu Heng on the shoulder.
Liu Heng jumped in surprise, wanting to resist but was held down instead. "Captain, you scared me! I thought—"
"Thought what?" Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow, urging him to finish his sentence.
Liu Heng scratched his head awkwardly and fell silent. "Captain, please don’t joke with me."
Liu Heng was quite sharp and quickly noticed that Lu Zheng seemed particularly happy today; the smile in his eyes was hard to hide. "Captain, what’s got you so cheerful today? Did you get a promotion?"
Recently, there had been rumors in the unit that Lu Zheng was going to be promoted. Lu Zheng shook his head, thinking about the little one sleeping at home, and chose not to speak further. He patted Liu Heng's shoulder and walked away.
On his way back, he walked quickly, cheerfully greeting others as he passed the gate. The soldiers were startled, fearing they had done something wrong!
When Lu Zheng returned home, he opened the door gently and stepped inside slowly. He looked toward the inner room and saw a small figure nestled under the blanket.
He approached and sat by the bed, gazing at her sleeping face. She seemed to be sleeping uneasily, so he gently smoothed her furrowed brow and leaned down to kiss her softly.
Rising, he walked toward the door. As he reached the entrance, he picked up a sheet and some clothes from the cabinet by the door before stepping outside.
He fetched water, soaked it, and began washing.
Lu Zheng looked as happy as a little hamster munching on its favorite chestnut, unable to hide his joyful smile. If he had a big tail behind him, it would surely be wagging like a rattle drum right now. One by one, the freshly washed items were hung on the line in the yard, with particular care taken over the sheets.
When Wen Qian slowly woke up, she felt unwell—more so than when she used to wake up early to cook after a long day of work in the village. Images from last night kept flashing through her mind. She no longer needed to worry about his arm; it hadn’t seemed injured at all last night. Covering her face with the blanket, she shyly chuckled to herself. She had been so angry yesterday that she kicked this trickster several times, only to have him pull her back by her ankle.
He had even leaned close to her ear and threatened her, saying softly, "Be good now, keep it down, or you’ll wake up Chen Chen." Watching her bite her lip and try to muffle her sounds with a pillow had made him feel triumphant!
Wen Qian slapped her cheeks lightly to calm herself down. She decided that Lu Zheng needed to be dealt with properly. Ideally, she would give him a good beating to let him know just how formidable she could be, so he wouldn’t dare bully her again in the future. But this kind of bullying was not the same as that kind! How could they be equated?
Wen Qian fumbled for her watch and glanced outside at the bright sky. Checking her watch revealed it was already ten o'clock. She usually got up at seven, so she had overslept by three hours. Today, she wouldn’t be going to school; maybe she could manage some preparation work in the afternoon! Even without classes, she could still get some lesson planning done in advance!
When Lu Zheng pushed the door open and walked back in, he saw that the woman was awake. He slowly approached her, sat down, and fixed his gaze on her face with a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.
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