After a secret marriage, I became the biological mother of a rich and cute baby

Shu He looked down subconsciously.

The greeting card slid to her feet, and in the unfolded corner, the three words "Zhao Jinchen" suddenly caught her eye.

My heart, which had fallen to the bottom, suddenly started beating again.

"Wait a minute!" Shu He quickly called his assistant and bent down to pick up the greeting card at his feet.

When I opened it, the corners of her lips suddenly raised into a smile, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes.

[Proud of you.]

——Zhao Jinchen】

Although there were only a few simple words on the greeting card, Shu He kept staring at it with a focused and persistent look, as if he wanted to engrave these words deeply in his heart.

She gently stroked the paper of the greeting card with her fingertips, feeling his handwriting on it.

It was as if she was reading a long love confession letter, and her heartbeat became faster. Suddenly she remembered every little bit of the past, the time they spent together, the warm moments, the sweet memories...

She seemed to be able to see his smile, hear his voice, and feel his warmth from these words.

Shu He's eyes gradually became moist, with tears welling up in them, but the corners of her mouth were always filled with a happy, sweet smile.

After six years, I finally received the flowers he sent me.

"Sister He?" The assistant called out several times, "Sister He, do you still want this flower?"

Shu He quickly blinked away the tears in her eyes, stood up, took the bouquet from the assistant, and ran out.

"Where are you going, Sister He? You haven't taken off your makeup yet!"

"Sister He hasn't put on her shoes yet!"

Shu He ignored the assistant's reminder and ran out of the theater, dialing Zhao Jinchen's number on his cell phone.

No one answered.

Shu He's eyes turned red with anxiety, worried that Zhao Jinchen had already left.

"Jinchen, answer it!"

The winter wind in Haicheng was bitingly cold. Shu He was still wearing the skirt she wore during the performance and was running barefoot on the cold ground.

But at this moment her heart was burning hot and she didn't feel the cold at all.

Zhao Jinchen didn't answer the phone for a long time.

She ran to the catwalk on the second floor of the theater and looked down.

The audience was dispersing, and the square below was crowded with people.

Her hands holding the phone were already red from the cold, and she was anxiously looking for Zhao Jinchen in the crowd.

As long as Zhao Jinchen hasn't left, she will definitely be able to catch a glimpse of him in the crowd!

Finally, the call was connected.

"Hey……"

Hearing Zhao Jinchen's deep voice coming from the receiver of the phone, Shu He's tense heart finally relaxed a little.

"Jinchen, I'm sorry...I didn't know you came to see my performance."

"It's okay, your performance today was perfect, I'm proud of you."

"Thanks……"

"Are you tired? Go back and rest early."

"I..." Shu He's eyes anxiously scanned the crowd below.

Finally, her eyes locked onto a figure.

The figure was tall and slender, standing out from the crowd like a crane among chickens. He was standing there, holding a cell phone to his ear.

Seeing him continue to walk forward, Shu He hurriedly said, "Don't go!"

Hearing the voice, Zhao Jinchen paused and frowned slightly in confusion.

Can she see him?

Shu He's trembling voice rang out again on the phone, "Jinchen, you...you turn around."

Zhao Jinchen turned around and saw the graceful figure on the overpass behind him.

She was also wearing a gorgeous performance dress, and a full moon was hanging high in the sky behind her.

In the moonlight, her skirt fluttered.

Her independent figure on the overpass is like a goddess under the moon, stunning and moving, but with a sense of loneliness that is isolated from the world.

Across the vast sea of ​​people, the two looked at each other from afar.

At this moment, in Shu He's eyes, the noisy crowd around him had turned into shadows.

In her eyes, there was only Zhao Jinchen left.

A cold wind blew, and Shu He finally felt cold.

Suddenly I missed his warm embrace.

She turned around and wanted to go find him under the overpass, and suddenly she heard him say on the phone: "Stand there and don't move. I'll come over."

Shu He nodded, a smile spreading across his lips.

Seeing Zhao Jinchen running towards her against the flow of people, her heart started pounding and tears welled up in her eyes.

After a while, Zhao Jinchen arrived at the jumping bridge panting.

He stopped at the other end of the overpass, looked at her, panting and smiling.

In the past six years, Zhao Jinchen has changed a lot. The childishness on his face has faded, and his facial features have become more angular, with the unique aura of a mature man.

Maybe it was because they had been apart for too long, but when they met in the cafe that day and sat face to face, he would occasionally give her a strange feeling.

It seemed that the mature man sitting in front of her was no longer the sunny boy who only had eyes for her.

However, at this moment, the way he looked at her and smiled made her feel that he was still himself.

Even after six years, he is still the big boy in her heart, who will smile at her with a pair of clear and affectionate eyes.

She didn't want to wait any longer, so she picked up her skirt and ran towards him.

Regardless of any reserve, regardless of whether there were other girls around him, at this moment, she just wanted to throw herself into his warm arms.

Regardless of the consequences.

The moment Shu He took a step, Zhao Jinchen also strode towards her.

As they got closer, almost at the same time, they stretched out their hands to each other and hugged each other tightly.

Zhao Jinchen put the tip of his nose against the side of Shu He's head and took a deep breath. The feeling of having lost and regained something filled him with mixed emotions. It seemed as if something was choking his throat and he couldn't speak. He just wanted to hug her tightly.

As a dancer, Shu He has a very slim figure. She was hugged tightly by Zhao Jinchen. Her butterfly bones on the back were protruding, and her whole body seemed to be rubbed into his body.

She tiptoed gently, and her light body was lifted up by him, and her bare feet stepped on his leather shoes.

Neither of them spoke, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Zhao Jinchen’s mood finally calmed down a little.

He held her face gently in one hand, and seeing that her nose was red from the cold, he frowned distressedly, "Why don't you change your clothes and wear shoes?"

Shu He didn't say anything, just pursed her lips and smiled at him.

She was so glad that she caught up in time, otherwise she would have missed this warm embrace.

She has regretted the past six years.

She didn't want to regret it anymore.

Zhao Jinchen asked again: "Is it cold?"

Shu He shook her head. At this moment, she didn't feel cold at all. There was a warm current rising in her body and rushing straight to her eyes.

At this time, there was a cry of surprise. Shu He turned around and saw that the audience under the overpass had discovered them. Many of them were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures.

Just as Zhao Jinchen was about to turn around, Shu He quickly held his face and said, "Don't look back!"

Zhao Jinchen was stunned.

Shu He said, "Don't let them take pictures of your face."

Zhao Jinchen's brows furrowed slightly.

His emotions got out of control just now and he overlooked that she is now a public figure and a famous dancer.

She doesn't want people to take pictures of her face. Is she worried that rumors will spread?