Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life (Mu Shao, Your Wife Is Born Again)

When Wei Yiran came back, his expression was not very good.

Huang Ming asked Xiao Jinyu: "Did he mess up Master Huo's errand?"

"No." Little Goldfish shook his head, "Maybe he's too tired."

Huang Ming was deeply convinced. Being so aggressive in front of him on weekdays, after all, isn't he a young man in his early twenties? Doing business for Mr. Huo at a young age, of course the pressure will be great.

Huang Ming put on an elder brother's attitude: "Young people must be able to endure the hardships. Back then, when I was so poor that I could even dig other people's graves, didn't he just work overtime? How tired can it be? How delicate!"

The little goldfish opened his eyes wide and asked, "Why do you want to dig other people's graves?"

"Cough, cough cough...don't mention this anymore." Huang Ming waved his hands slyly, "Go to bed quickly, and don't look at how late it is, really..."

The little goldfish let out an "oh", and obediently went back to the room to sleep.

She and Wei Yiran shared a bed.

It was not originally arranged that way.

She used to turn back into a fish at night and sleep in a big fish tank, but she liked to cling to Wei Yiran, so that every time Wei Yiran woke up in the middle of the night, there would be multiple people on the bed, and the pillows and blankets were all soaked.

After a few times, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he allowed her to sleep with him.

But there is one premise: the mattress is not allowed to get wet.

This is not easy, because she likes to spit bubbles when she sleeps, and she has gradually changed this problem recently.

After Xiao Jinyu returned to the room, he found Wei Yiran lying on the bed with his shoes off, his hands folded behind his head, and his eyes open looking at the ceiling.

She also looks at the ceiling.

— and nothing to look at.

"Aren't you sleeping?" she asked.

Still looking at the ceiling, Wei Yiran replied, "Go to bed first."

Hearing this, the little goldfish unbuttoned his clothes, took them off, put on pajamas, then shook off the quilt and lay down, snuggled up beside Wei Yiran, and closed his eyes...

This series of movements is soothing and natural, the same as last night, the same as the night before, and the same as every night.

Wei Yiran sighed lightly.

My heart is blocked, and my emotions are like chaotic catkins...

...

The next day, Little Goldfish wanted to go to the auction house with him again, saying that he wanted to return the clothes to Mr. Huo.

Wei Yiran originally wanted to say that he could pay it back for her, but just as the idea came up, he remembered Huo Chenghong's subtle attitude towards the little goldfish...

This kind of situation is actually beneficial to him and not harmful at all, there is no need to stop him, just let it happen naturally.

Moreover, he is not qualified to stop.

He is neither her master nor her husband, neither relative nor reason, why stop him?

Surprisingly, Little Goldfish did not see Huo Chenghong.

Master Huo was busy with many things, so he left Qingjiang early in the morning and went to other places. He didn't know when he would come back, so Xiao Jinyu handed over the dress to one of Huo Chenghong's stewards and handed it over on his behalf.

Wei Yiran felt that Huo Chenghong's love for the little goldfish might just be on a whim.

But soon, he changed his mind.

Because Huo Chenghong issued another invitation.

This time, only the little goldfish was invited.

The steward standing in front of him smiled warmly, and spoke politely and unhurriedly.

"Master Huo saw that the phoenix flowers on the island were in full bloom, and remembered that it was cold in the middle of winter and the twelfth lunar month on the Qingjiang River. The last time I saw Miss Jin, she seemed to be afraid of the cold. If you have time, you might as well spend the winter on the island. The scenery there is beautiful and the climate is pleasant. Warm, much more comfortable than staying in the house every day and baking the stove..."

The other party's words are very subtle.

Perhaps people in high positions disdain to force others to make things difficult, and enjoy the process of "willingly".

Wei Yiran explained that he would reply tomorrow.

The steward gave him a meaningful look and said, "Mr. Wei, you are still young, and you still have a long way to go..."

Wei Yiran nodded: "Thank you for your suggestion."

After sending the steward away, Wei Yiran asked the little goldfish, "Are you afraid of the cold?"

The little goldfish pursed his lips and said "um", as if he was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "A little bit..."

Wei Yiran's heart sank.

After working for Huo Chenghong, he has been very busy, and he didn't notice the change of the little goldfish. Last time when she went to the auction house, her lips turned pale from the cold, so Huo Chenghong borrowed a coat for her to put on.

In this way, he is far inferior to Huo Chenghong.

Hmm...it's a bit depressing, and I think it's quite depressing too...there are very few book reviews, which is probably the so-called silence.