After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

Su Yaoyao was anxious and just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, but she did not notice Fu Yanchuan following her quietly.

She was walking hurriedly, when suddenly her feet felt empty and she flew into the air in an instant, then fell into a strong embrace.

She looked up in surprise, and what caught her eyes were Fu Yanchuan's deep eyes.

"Fu Yanchuan, what are you doing?" Su Yaoyao widened her eyes, her tone filled with surprise and confusion.

"I'll take you home." Fu Yanchuan's voice was low and firm, as if there was no room for doubt.

"No, I can go back by myself. Don't worry, I won't run away, and I can't run away."

Su Yaoyao struggled to break free from his embrace, but Fu Yanchuan's arms held her tightly like an iron clamp.

"Well, I know you won't run."

Fu Yanchuan said softly, with a sly light in his eyes, "But I just want to take you back, don't move, or I'll kiss you when we get to the car."

Su Yaoyao's cheeks heated up slightly when she heard this. She glared at Fu Yanchuan and cursed this scoundrel in her heart.

She understood that arguing with Fu Yanchuan was futile, so she chose to remain silent.

Fu Yanchuan smiled lightly and opened the car door.

He knew that Su Yaoyao's leg injury had not yet fully recovered and she still had some difficulty walking.

He gently carried her into the car and placed her carefully, as if she were a precious piece of china.

This action surprised Su Yaoyao. In his previous life, let alone being so gentle, he even felt annoyed and disgusted when looking at Su Yaoyao. He said that she had no opinions of her own and was like a piece of wood.

Why is it like this again in this life?

"Did you get your legs checked today?"

Fu Yanchuan's voice was full of concern. He looked at Su Yaoyao, his eyes revealing his deep care for her.

Su Yaoyao shook her head gently, "No."

Her answer was concise and direct, yet with a hint of stubbornness that was barely perceptible.

"Why don't you go? Didn't I already make an appointment for you?" There was a hint of confusion and worry in Fu Yanchuan's tone. He obviously took Su Yaoyao's leg injury very seriously. After all, it was related to him.

Su Yaoyao frowned slightly and explained, "If I don't feel uncomfortable, I don't want to go. I don't feel comfortable going to the hospital. It's too depressing. I always feel like I died in a place related to a hospital in my previous life. Every time I go to the hospital, I feel scared, especially the mental hospital. I feel scared when I pass by it."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Fu Yanchuan, with inexplicable emotions flashing in her eyes, as if she was expressing her position and feelings. It was because of him that she died in a mental hospital in her previous life.

Fu Yanchuan was silent for a moment, his face looking a little solemn.

He obviously didn't expect Su Yaoyao to have such a deep resistance to the hospital. He knew the reason and thought it was just a dream and would not have any impact. However, now it seems that it has a huge impact.

Fu Yanchuan was thinking about how to solve this problem so that Su Yaoyao's legs could receive timely treatment while avoiding making her feel uncomfortable.

After a long time, he finally spoke, "Yaoyao, if you don't want to go, then don't go! How about I call a doctor to your home? This way you don't have to go to a place like the hospital that makes you uncomfortable."

His voice was soft but firm, and his eyes were filled with infinite tolerance and love for Su Yaoyao.

"Fu Yanchuan, I never understand, why me?"

Su Yaoyao's tone was filled with deep confusion. "Logically speaking, there are so many people who like you. Any one of them has a better family background than me and loves you more than I do. Why should you wrong yourself and marry a woman who doesn't love you?"

Fu Yanchuan listened quietly, his eyes deep and firm, as if he already had the answer.

He gently grabbed Su Yaoyao's hand, played with her fingers, and said in a low and gentle voice: "But I like Yaoyao. Didn't you say that you dreamed that I hurt you in your previous life? Just think of it as atonement. Is this answer acceptable? I love you, how can I say that I am wronging myself? I am afraid of wronging you."

Su Yaoyao was stunned. She felt that Fu Yanchuan was simply unreasonable.

She glared at you and tried to pull her hand back, but you held it tightly.

She sighed helplessly, not knowing how to respond to your question.

"Yaoyao, I know you may think my reason is ridiculous."

Fu Yanchuan continued, "But feelings are something that cannot be explained by reason. I like you, not because of how outstanding you are, nor because of your family background, but simply because you are you. Every smile and every move of yours makes my heart beat fast. As for the past life you mentioned, perhaps I really owed you something, so I am so persistent in wanting to be with you in this life." He really owed her a lot in his past life.

Su Yaoyao felt a complex emotion in her heart as she listened to Fu Yanchuan's words.

She didn't know whether she should believe what this man said, but she could feel the warmth in his hands and the sincerity in his eyes. This look couldn't be faked, but she couldn't get excited. The memories of her past life were too painful.

Now she still has nightmares in the middle of the night. She dreams of being locked up in a mental hospital, her child is gone, Fu Lingling's tragic death, and Fu's mother in a coma. These make her unable to accept Fu Yanchuan.

"Fu Yanchuan, marriage is a lifelong thing, not a three-year-old child's game."

Su Yaoyao's tone was serious and earnest. She looked into Fu Yanchuan's eyes, trying to make him understand her determination.

"I don't love you, so I can't be a good wife, a qualified wife. I can't wash your hands and make soup for you, take care of your daily life, and I can't even be good to our children. I don't have that kind of motherly love, and I can't help you take care of the elderly and your brothers and sisters. That is not my responsibility."

Fu Yanchuan listened to Su Yaoyao's words without showing any disappointment or anger on his face.

He looked at her calmly, his voice low and powerful: "It doesn't matter, if you don't know how to do it, then don't do it. I love you, that's enough, nothing else matters. If Yaoyao doesn't like the child, we won't have it. As for my mother, she has her own life and won't live with us. There are servants to take care of her. Fu Yanhong is already an adult, he can take care of himself, we don't have to worry about him. Lingling is a lovely child, I believe you will like her."

"As for your inability to cook, it's not a big problem. I married you to be my wife, not a nanny. Why would I let you cook and wash clothes? Yaoyao, are you satisfied with this?"

Su Yaoyao looked into Fu Yanchuan's eyes, trying to find a hint of hesitation or uncertainty, but she failed.

Fu Yanchuan's eyes were sincere, as if he had made all preparations and was willing to accept everything about her.

A complex emotion welled up in her heart, and she didn't know how to respond to this persistent love.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.

“Unreasonable…”

Fu Yanchuan.....