Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

Wen Wan got out of the car and ran away, keeping her head down along the way, pretending not to hear Aunt Rong's greeting.

Back in the room, she leaned against the door and took a deep breath, then turned around and walked to the window, opened the curtain and looked towards the gate. His car had already left.

A little disappointed, but also relieved.

Sleepless all night, tossing and turning.

The next morning, Wen Wan went downstairs to eat with dark circles under her eyes. Aunt Rong specially prepared her favorite crab roe buns and greeted her to sit down with a smile.

After eating half of it, she suddenly put down her chopsticks and looked at the rich breakfast on the table, but felt that it tasted like chewing wax, and she lost her appetite.

"Why didn't Missy eat it? What I made didn't suit my taste?" Aunt Rong looked at her worriedly.

"No, no, Aunt Rong makes all my favorite food, but I just don't feel hungry." Wen Wan quickly explained.

"Miss, is there something on your mind?" Aunt Rong smiled and untied her apron and sat next to her.

"Aunt Rong, what was my mother like before she got married?" Wen Wan was suddenly curious.

"When Madam was young, she was really beautiful." Aunt Rong had an unconcealable smile on her face, as if recalling the most beautiful thing, "At that time, when Madam went to the street, she would definitely attract the attention of the crowd. The focus, according to the current terms, is the return rate of [-] percent."

"Aunt Rong, you are exaggerating." Wen Wan couldn't help laughing.

"Really, where am I exaggerating? At that time, your mother stood out among the many daughters in Nanjin City in her teens just like you. There was a long queue of suitors, and there was often a young master who came to block the gate of Wen's house." to pursue your mother." Aunt Rong affirmed.

"Really? What about my father?" Wen Wan was curious.

"Ah? Your father...he..." Aunt Rong was a little embarrassed.

"Tell me, I've grown up, and I also want to know what happened to my parents when they were young." Wen Wan put her arms around Aunt Rong's arm and acted coquettishly.

"Okay, then I said you can't be angry." Aunt Rong looked at her warily.

"It's all about sesame seeds and rotten millet. Why am I angry? Aunt Rong quickly said don't lose my appetite." Wen Wan shook her anxiously.

"Oh, this old bone was broken by you." Aunt Rong pampered the top of her head, her expression gradually became serious, "At that time, your father had someone he liked, and your mother seemed to have someone he liked too. "

"Ah? Then why are they together?"

"I don't know about your father, but I grew up with my wife, and the love she had when she was young was considered vigorous."

Aunt Rong seemed to bring Wen Wan back to that youthful era, when her mother was still a young girl in love, just like her, ignorant but longing for a hearty love.

She met him at the prom, and he invited her to dance with her. It was love at first sight, and later launched a crazy pursuit.

Sending flowers, writing love poems, playing the guitar at the intersection she passed by, even kneeling on one knee on the road to propose to her...

Everything is so perfect, so pure. Although she was dazzled by happiness, she was worried about gains and losses, and wondered how she was so lucky... Finally, her worries became reality.

He changed his mind.No longer going to the familiar flower shop to place an order, write her name, no longer racking my brains to write nasty love poems to read to her, there is no longer the wonderful guitar he played on the street she often passed by, and the one he proposed to The promise was never fulfilled.

She put on a wedding dress for her childhood sweetheart. She knew that the groom didn't love her, but she still married without hesitation in order to repay her adoptive father for nurturing her.