On the day of breaking off the engagement, I got married to my ex-uncle

In the dark orphanage, the air is filled with the smell of disinfectant commonly used in hospitals. Aunt Liang, the director, is Chu Xixi's only relative in the world. She is the harbor of Chu Xixi's heart, giving her courage and shelter.

Through the dim light of the ward, Chu Xixi saw Aunt Liang lying on the bed, looking pale. The doctor told her that the director had fallen down the stairs and had intracranial hemorrhage, and the current situation was unclear. The orphanage where she spent her childhood seemed to have become dim in an instant.

Chu Xixi held Aunt Liang's hand and cried, "Dean, wake up. I'm Xixi. I've always been your good daughter..." Aunt Liang's brows moved slightly, but she didn't wake up.

At this time, an old woman with gray hair came to Chu Xixi, her eyes full of warmth and care. Even though her face was covered with traces of time, she still had the dignity and nobility of her youth. The old woman said softly, "Child, don't be too sad, Shufen will get better."

"Aunt Wen, thank you. If it weren't for you, I don't know what to do with the children here." Chu Xixi's sadness was full of strength.

"You are all good children, and I believe the dean would think so too. Xixi, no matter what happens in the future, you must face it bravely, because this will always be your home." Wen Xiuqin's eyes were firm, as if there were more stories hidden in them.

Suddenly, Aunt Liang's fingers moved slightly. Chu Xixi couldn't help but hold her breath and concentrate, "Dean, I'm Xixi, are you awake?" Liang Shufen slowly opened her eyes. Although her face was full of weakness, she still had her signature smile.

"Xixi, you're here..." Her voice was weak but full of motherly love. Chu Xixi was so excited that tears streamed down her face and she held Aunt Liang's hand tightly. On that cold night, it was Aunt Liang who gave her shelter and warmth.

"Dean, I'm here. I'm always here." She tried to stop herself from crying.

The dean smiled and wanted to say something, but she seemed a little powerless. Chu Xixi leaned beside her and said softly, "Dean, you have a good rest. I will always be with you."

"Boss Xu, there's a change of plan. Chu Xixi has been urgently called back to Qingshan Orphanage. From her appearance, it seems that the director has an emergency. We need to find the child quickly and let her go for now."

On the other end of the phone, Xu Yuanmo's voice was cold and indifferent, "Does anyone know that she ran away so fast with the child? To the orphanage."

The car stopped at the foot of the mountain where the breeze was blowing gently. What came into view was a building with white walls and red tiles. It was not the dilapidated and ghostly orphanage that we had imagined, but one that was neatly trimmed and had beautiful flowers of various colors.

Chu Xixi went deeper into the hospital, but she only saw children gathered together. She pulled out a nurse from the panicked crowd and asked anxiously, "Where is Aunt Shufen?"

The nurse bowed to her and made way for her. "It's in the dean's office."

Chu Xixi murmured, "So they are all hiding here." She walked quickly into the office and saw familiar faces, nurses, care workers, and the dean's close friends.

She blinked her sore eyes, and despite their dissuasion, she leaned forward and rushed into the first room, while shouting a unclear voice, "Aunt Shufen, the dean is seriously ill and can no longer speak. We need to go to the doctor immediately..."

A layer of mist swirled around, and Chu Xixi was confused for a moment, then paused for a split second, followed by a clearly audible sob, and tears oozed out like an electric shock. In the blurred vision, she could vaguely tell that this was a man.

Along with the man's low laugh, a middle-aged woman with red eyes, tilted head, and twisted waist was pushed out from behind the house. She looked at Chu Xixi affectionately, and before tears could seep into her eyes, she swung her arms and smiled brightly:

"Kid, how long are you going to bully me? This is not like your style."

"Okay, okay, stop crying. It's all my fault, is that okay?"

It turned out to be the nurse... Chu Xixi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes embarrassedly. Her vision gradually became clearer. At the same time, she lowered her head and said carefully, "I'm sorry, Auntie..."

Chu Xixi drove urgently through the hazy city at night, her inner anxiety seemed to tear her apart. The emergency call from Qingshan Orphanage was like thunder in the dark night, constantly echoing in her ears. The headlights crossed the dark road, and each beam seemed to accelerate her anxiety. In the orphanage that raised her, the director Liang Shufen was not only a kind protector to her, but also a warm mother. Chu Xixi couldn't imagine what she would have left if she lost Liang Shufen.

When she arrived at the orphanage, the night wind was chilly and the old oak tree in front of the gate was shadowy, as if telling an ominous omen. Chu Xixi rushed through the gate and hurriedly walked through the long corridor. The lights in the corridor were dim, and her childhood photos were hung on the wall. Every smiling face seemed particularly heavy.

"Xixi, you're finally back." Liang Shufen's weak voice came from the ward. She was lying on the bed, her face pale, but when she saw Chu Xixi, a gleam of relief flashed in her eyes.

Chu Xixi held Liang Shufen's hand, feeling the cold touch, and her heart tightened, "Auntie, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

"I'm fine, I just fell." Liang Shufen tried her best to force a smile, but her voice revealed the weakness that could not be concealed.

At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the door. Chu Xixi turned around and saw Song Yian standing at the door panting. His appearance undoubtedly made this night more chaotic.

"Xixi, Mr. Xu asked me to come to you for something urgent." Song Yian's tone was urgent, and it was obvious that the situation was serious.

Chu Xixi frowned, conflicting emotions stirring in her heart. On one side was Liang Shufen, who was seriously ill, and on the other was Xu Yuanmo's urgent call. She took a deep breath and tried to suppress her inner anxiety.

"Song Yian, go out first. I need some time." Chu Xixi's voice was firm. She needed to settle Liang Shufen first and then deal with things outside.

Song Yian paused, nodded and walked out. Chu Xixi turned to look at Liang Shufen, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes, "Auntie, no matter what happens, I will be by your side."

Liang Shufen looked at her, her eyes full of reluctance and love, and whispered, "Xixi, there are some things I should have told you a long time ago." Her voice trembled, as if every word was using up all her strength. Chu Xixi stared at her, and her heart was filled with unprecedented worry and expectation.

After settling everything, Chu Xixi received a message from Xu Yuanmo:

"I have to go abroad to handle some business and may be back in a few months. If you don't mind, you can let my distant nephew take care of some trivial matters in Jincheng."

What's more, the child is still innocent.

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Xixi typed a few words:

"Thank you for your hard work. But could you please reconsider this matter?"

"What? About your distant nephew?" Song Yian was dragged by Xu Yuanmo to immerse himself in the decoration process. He became haggard in just one day.

Xu Yuanmo pondered for a moment, then said with some distress: "In fact, Mr. Song and I don't have to solve the problem face to face. After all, technology is so advanced now. We can surf the Internet, you know, and it's enough to have a general understanding of the use of the Internet. Why do we have to meet in person?"

"I'm not stupid." Song Yian rolled his beautiful eyes, but in fact he felt a little ashamed and annoyed. He felt that it was a waste of talent for this CEO to be his uncle, and he should teach him how to act rich.

The next day, it started to rain heavily, and there was a gust of wind and rain outside the window. Chu Xixi closed the curtains and thought about why Xu Yuanmo hadn't come back yet.

Until the evening, Chu Xixi was cooking in the kitchen, but Song Yian mocked her: "Do it on your knees? Don't you have anyone to care about you?"

Seeing him standing there, handsome as ever, Chu Xixi's eyes turned cold, and her lips were as cold as frost, "What are you doing here? And you want to bring purple lilies?"

"Just pulled them out from a strange tomb." Song Yian said as he put the flowers into a new vase he had brought to the office.

"I thought a lonely life would never make a ripple, but today someone told me that focusing on work can really bring out the beauty that a woman should have." He didn't want to ignore her beauty. "Would you like to eat here tonight? I don't want to see a Picasso portrait."

The light bulb in the kitchen keeps emitting a glaring light, and if you see me I won't have time to dodge.

That night, Chu Xixi lay in bed in a daze for a long time. At this moment, there was silent thunder, and heavy rain fell without hesitation. The wind destroyed everything, and the lightning looked hideous and terrifying.

In the black Maybach parked not far away, Xu Yuanmo was puffing smoke anxiously, but when he saw Chu Xixi rushing out of the studio door, he turned off the engine and let out a long sigh.

"I have to go to the orphanage..." Chu Xixi explained to the person next to her as soon as she got into the car.

Xu Yuanmo interrupted her, "I'll go with you."

Chu Xixi was silent for a moment, "It's not convenient..."

"What's the inconvenience? But, you came here so suddenly just now, is it because of something that happened in the studio?"

"It's just my personal matter..." She stroked her head, feeling deeply troubled because she suddenly realized that the previous dispute with Song Yian might have left him with a bad impression, and even caused emotional errors.

"Why didn't you tell me, Xixi?" His tone was so gentle, as if he hoped to comfort her and make her put her worries at ease.

He locked her eyes deeply. At that moment, she felt the firmness in his voice: "You don't have to hide your pain from me, because I will be willing to listen. I will also give you the privilege of being vulnerable, exposing your worries, contradictions, pain, frustration,

Late at night, a luxury car rushed to Qingshan Orphanage. The night wind slapped Chu Xixi's face, she stroked her chest, trying to calm herself down. Although she didn't know what happened, the director meant a lot to her, and she would never allow anything to happen to the director.

The orphanage is located in a remote corner of the city. The white paint on the wall is peeling, as if telling the vicissitudes of time. Chu Xixi ran into the director's room and saw the weak director on the bed. Her eyes instantly turned red. "Director, what's wrong with you?" She held the director's hand and asked anxiously.

The dean's eyes were gentle and warm. She stroked Chu Xixi's cheek, and her wrinkled eyes were full of love and apology. "Xixi, you have grown up. This is all I can do for you."

Chu Xixi trembled, not understanding what the dean meant. Liang Shufen, who was standing next to her, sighed and told Chu Xixi that the dean had slipped and fallen down the stairs, causing him to fall into a coma. Her heart sank even more, and sadness and sorrow surged into her heart.

On a cold winter night, Chu Xixi was in a familiar room in the orphanage, recalling the past. The kind face of the director and the cheerful laughter of the children made her feel deeply moved. How could she forget that it was the orphanage that gave her a home, and at this moment, the director needed her to shoulder the responsibility.

When Chu Xixi woke up, it was already early morning. The sun shone into the room, bringing a hint of warmth. She calmed down and realized that she had to support the future of the orphanage. She took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and told herself that no matter how difficult it was, she would protect this home.

At this moment, her phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, but a familiar voice. Song Yian said jokingly on the phone, "I heard that the dean is in trouble. Do you need help?"

Chu Xixi did not comment. Her voice was cold and firm. "I will handle the dean's matter myself." She hung up the phone, but she knew in her heart that in this undercurrent city, she must be stronger and use all her strength to protect the orphanage.