Sweet Wife, be Good!

He Yixia held the coffee cup and held it all the time, but did not respond for a moment.

"It doesn't matter if you are not free..." Minister Song said, "Wait when you are free."

"Well, next time." He Yixia was indeed not mentally prepared yet.

For a while, she has not been able to completely and seamlessly switch her identity, from a pair of parents to another pair of parents.

Minister Song wanted to say something more, when the phone rang, he had to pick it up first.

He Yixia also returned to the office as if escaping.

"Who is chasing you?" Yi Xin asked.

"It's nothing, I just thought that there is still some work to be done." She hurriedly turned on the computer and started typing.

...

Because she resumed work, her apartment was returned to her, and He Yixia quickly moved back to the apartment.

Shen Yuan got off work early today and specially came to accompany her in advance.

The two had dinner and rarely had time to sit quietly on the balcony together.

Outside the window is Jingyuan's bustling traffic and neon sky, showing the prosperous and prosperous scene.

But it seemed that she felt a sense of belonging only in front of Shen Yu'an.

"Minister Song said, let me go back for a meal." He Yixia whispered, "but I refused."

Shen Yuan turned his head to look at her: "I believe he can understand and wait for you to be psychologically prepared."

"Actually, I always feel that I am quite happy. My parents used to treat me badly. My parents have never failed to satisfy the material requirements of me in a small family like ours. But you know that day When I go back to sign and cancel the legal relationship between father-daughter and mother-daughter?

I went back to my room to pack things, and I found out that in fact, a lot of gadgets and things are related to Song Encheng.

They bought a lot of things for Song Encheng, and Song Encheng naturally looked down upon him, so they gave it to me when he turned around.

The old clothes and used toys that Song Encheng wore were also brought home to me.

I have never understood why there are Song characters on many of my toys and school supplies. They told me at the time that it was given by a neighbor and by a relative.

Now I know that Song Encheng didn't want it.

I always thought I was loved, their daughter.

I know now..."

The more she understands, the more she feels cold all over.

The more uncomfortable it confines her.

Let her be caught in an airtight net, almost suffocated.

Even if the relationship is dismissed, even if you don't think about it, but the soul has already encountered such a collision, it can't be completely erased for a while, and nothing has happened.

Shen Yuan stretched out his hand to press her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

Now she really doesn't have a home. The previous home never belonged to her.

Where is the next home?

It doesn't seem to belong to her either.

There were Song Encheng's shadows everywhere, and everything belonged to Song Encheng.

She can't pass this level for a while.

Knowing that Minister Song and his wife had done nothing wrong, they still did not have any sense of belonging.

"At least, I'm yours alone." Shen Yu'an whispered in a firm tone.

...

Minister Song and Mrs. Song did not completely drive Song Encheng out.

After all, it is a daughter who has been raised for so long.

It's just that they also know that the more it drags on, it will be bad for He Yixia and Song Encheng.

Especially to He Yixia, she has owed her for more than 20 years, but now she still owes her debts.