novelraw Chapter 410 - 388: It’s Your Good Fortune to Marry Me
Chapter 410 - 388: It’s Your Good Fortune to Marry Me
Dudu didn’t hide this time. Instead, she crawled out from behind the door curtain, looked up at him, and he patiently waited. After a while, she placed her hand on the door handle, and in the end, he opened the door for her.Ever since he heard the news of her divorce, he didn’t want to lose this woman again. But considering how ruthlessly he treated her before, does she still have feelings for him now?
She walked into her room and looked at him warily. "What is it?"
Shen Yiran didn’t finish his sentence and walked over to sit on the sofa.
Thinking of the past, whenever they were alone in a room, she always wanted to initiate something, trying every possible way to arouse his desire. But now, she kept a safe distance from him, her eyes even showing a hint of caution.
"Have you adapted to the job?"
His sudden question startled Dudu for a moment. She then responded awkwardly, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Shen."
Shen Yiran showed no expression and turned to look at her. "You’ve changed a lot."
Dudu glanced at him and then said, "Isn’t that a good thing? Or do you prefer me to be as annoying as I was before?"
Shen Yiran remained silent. He indeed preferred it that way.
He didn’t want to see her with another man, whether as a legitimate wife or as a lover.
"I’m going to rest now."
Shen Yiran glanced at his watch before standing up and saying, "Dry your hair before you sleep."
After saying this, he left from the balcony and returned to his own room.
Dudu looked at the spot where he had been sitting, touched her still wet hair, picked up a dry towel, and continued drying her hair before using a hairdryer.
He said she had changed, but she felt he had changed too, or perhaps he had gone back to how he was before.
He always unconsciously showed his concern for her, hoping she would fall back into the same cycle of affection for him. But she didn’t want to let her passion be a joke for others anymore.
...
In another room, Shen Yanchen and Gu Qimiao sat on the balcony, holding their child, gazing at the night sky and feeling the sea breeze.
"Hubby, we’ve been married for a while now."
"Mm."
"But you haven’t given me anything."
Shen Yanchen glanced at the son she was holding and said, "Isn’t this something?"
Gu Qimiao glared at him. "I’m not talking about this, I mean other things..."
"Like what?"
"Use your imagination! What do men usually give women?"
Shen Yanchen looked mischievously at her. "Do you want another daughter?"
Gu Qimiao looked at him angrily, hugged the child, and started walking back to the room. "I’m going to sleep."
"You sleep, I’ll sleep next to you."
Gu Qimiao blushed and quickly walked back into the room with their son in her arms.
The child slept with them, so he didn’t dare to act recklessly. He just quietly hugged her, watching her hold the child and said, "When you were little, I held you to sleep like this too."
Gu Qimiao turned her head and asked, "Are you trying to say you’re much older than me?"
"Gu Qimiao!"
She chuckled, gently placed the sleeping child down, and looked at him. "I don’t mind."
Shen Yanchen glared at her, "You think you have the right to mind? Being Mrs. Shen is a blessing for you."
Gu Qimiao pouted, "Marrying me is your blessing."
"You’re silly, lazy, short, and flat-chested. I really don’t see where the blessing is."
Gu Qimiao immediately kicked his calf. "Shen Yanchen!"
The child’s movement at her voice startled her, and she quickly turned to gently pat the child’s back.
In a mutual love, both are truly blessed.