Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

Seeing that An Ruoqing nodded accurately, Xin Sheng had no choice but to take out the purse from the drawer.

Looking at the beautifully embroidered purse in his hand, he couldn't help but wonder.

There were originally two purses, one of which was given away as Xin Bao's birthday present, and the rest was specially kept by An Ruoqing.

"Ruoqing, I remember you said that this purse is to be given to our daughter after she finds it. Why did you suddenly decide to give it to Qin Shu?"

Xin Sheng couldn't understand why An Ruoqing would suddenly change her mind, so she couldn't help but ask.

An Ruoqing leaned her upper body lightly against the head of the bed, gently stroking the purse in her hand with her pale fingertips, her face unconsciously showing emotion.

She knew very well that what she said back then was just to place her hope in her heart - they would definitely get their daughter back!

It's just that this time she suddenly fell ill, and she saw her son who was running for her, her adopted daughter who spared no effort to save her, and her beloved husband was by her side day and night, taking good care of her.

She came back from the gate of hell, and finally thought through some things.

In the past, she was always immersed in the grief of losing her own daughter, but she ignored the love of her family and failed to respond in time.

This is not right.

She can't continue to deceive herself and others, and be occupied by those unrealistic delusions all her life.

An Ruoqing took a slight breath, and showed Xin Sheng a long-lost smile, "Brother Cheng, I was only thinking about getting my daughter back before, but I didn't consider how much pressure this would bring to you and the children. I have also figured it out these days, it is best if the child can be found, even if he can't, our family will live a good life in the future."

After she finished speaking for a while, Xin Sheng finally came back to his senses.

But he still had some doubts that he had heard it wrong.

No one knew better than him how much Ruoqing was obsessed with finding that child. After so many years of searching, there was no news. He had already given up hope, but Ruoqing never gave up.

After being lost and collapsed again and again, she can always cheer up and devote herself to the expectation of finding her daughter next time.He couldn't bear to force her to face the cruel reality, so he could only accompany her to continue searching.

But everyone knows that this is just a hopeless torment.

but--

At this moment, Ruoqing actually expressed the idea of ​​giving up on her own initiative, he really couldn't believe it.

"Ruoqing, do you really think so?" He couldn't help confirming to her, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

An Ruoqing smiled helplessly and bitterly, and said with a sigh: "Yes, in the past twenty years, I have devoted all my energy to that lost child, but with my physical condition, I still can't afford it." How many 20 years can I afford? I want to spend the rest of my life with you and my four children."

Xin Sheng's eyes couldn't help getting hot when he heard this, he stretched out his arms, and affectionately hugged the woman in front of him into his arms.

Hugging her tightly, wishing to rub her into his flesh and blood, but worried that the hoop would hurt her, so he could only restrain the strength of the hug, and said slowly and firmly: "Your body will get better, Qin Shu said , After this treatment is over, your illness will not recur."

An Ruoqing's voice was a little rough, "Brother Cheng, but I..."

Xin Sheng interrupted her, and said loudly: "We will grow old together, no one is allowed to take a step ahead of the other!"

The voice of the oath fell, and there was no room for refutation.

An Ruoqing stared at the affection in his eyes for a while, pursed her lips slightly, leaned her head against his chest, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Xin Sheng caressed her back, and continued: "If that child is destined for us, he will naturally reunite with us."

"Ah."

This time An Ruoqing answered very simply, and Xin Sheng was finally sure that she was really relieved.

He smiled in satisfaction, looked back at the purse she was holding in her hand, turned his mind, and guessed: "You gave this to Qin Shu, do you have other plans besides thanking her?"

Hearing this, An Ruoqing raised her head, although she didn't say anything, there was a look of astonishment on her face that "you guessed it all".

Xin Sheng smiled deeper, and said: "At least we have been husband and wife for so many years, I still know what you think."

"Oh? Then guess what I'm going to do?" An Ruoqing said with a smile.

Her smile was like the warm sunshine at the beginning of the snow, which dazzled Xin Cheng's eyes.

How long has it been since I saw such a beautiful smile on Ruoqing?

The corners of his lips twitched, and he guessed following her words, "This purse was originally left by you to our biological daughter, so it naturally has a special meaning..."

The Xin family is preparing for tomorrow's thank-you banquet.

This side of the hotel.

Qin Shu and Mrs. Chu were not idle either.

Song Jinrong was thinking of going to Xin's house for dinner tomorrow, so she just happened to say goodbye to them, so naturally she couldn't go empty-handed.

While it was still early in the evening, she discussed with Qin Shu to go out together, and planned to buy some gifts to take to Xin's house tomorrow.

Qin Shu happened to have something he wanted to buy, so he happily went out with Song Jinrong.

Weiwei naturally wants to go with them.

Qin Shu walked along the most prosperous commercial street in Kyoto with the old and the young.

The frequent gazes from around made the three of them stop at the same time, and sighed tacitly.

"Mommy, I don't think they are looking at me." Weiwei pulled Qin Shu's fingers and tiptoed to her.

The cute and handsome little guy will be greeted with attention every time he goes out, so this time he deliberately wore a black peaked cap and mask to wrap himself tightly and keep a low profile.

Qin Shu looked at his son's attire and nodded in approval of his words.

Song Jinrong, who was beside him, looked at Qin Shu's face, and said in thought, "Could it be that he was looking at you? You have made such a big fuss with the National Hospital, I'm afraid everyone in the capital circle knows you."

Qin Shu shook his head, "Beijing is no better than Haicheng, I think the people here should not be so gossip?"

After finishing speaking, she raised her hand without looking back, pointed behind her, and said helplessly, "I think those people should be looking at them."

Song Jinrong and Weiwei turned around at the same time.

I saw three tall men following behind them, keeping a distance of several meters, with a cautious look on their faces.

Qin Shu also looked back at the three of them.

They were the bodyguards that Chu Linchen specially sent to Kyoto to protect her.

It's just that they don't look like bodyguards, but rather bad guys with evil intentions.

"Mum, I think you're right." Wei Wei nodded seriously.

Qin Shu thought for a while, walked up to the three of them, said with a serious expression, "You three don't follow us anymore, there are so many people here, nothing will happen."

The three of them looked at each other, but under Qin Shu's persistent gaze, they finally had to back away.

Only then did Qin Shu hold Weiwei's hand and said to Song Jinrong, "Grandma, let's go."