Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

Looking at the harmonious atmosphere between Jiang Wenwen and Mousse, Zhong Jiaqi felt that no matter what she said now, it seemed superfluous, and Jiang Wenwen's face looked fine, at least it showed that Jiang Wenwen really took good care of herself abroad.

She walked to Jiang Wenwen's side and patted her on the shoulder lightly: "Wenwen, go back with Mousse, don't quarrel over this matter."

Jiang Wenwen nodded, and whispered in Zhong Jiaqi's ear, "Jiaqi, thank Qi Jingchen for me. Without him, I might never understand that what I did was wrong."

"Do not worry."

As soon as Mousse took Jiang Wenwen into the door of Mu's house, Mr. Mu greeted him. He asked worriedly, "Mousse said you were sick, how are you doing now?"

Seeing Mr. Mu so anxious, Jiang Wenwen felt ashamed. She shouldn't be so willful and make those who care about her worry for nothing.

"Grandpa, I shouldn't have left without saying anything."

Mr. Mu frowned, and said displeasedly: "These things are not important, I know you are not a wayward child, I just want to know how your condition is now, is it serious?"

Looking at Mr. Mu, Jiang Wenwen couldn't say a word. She didn't know how to tell this bad news to someone who cared so much about her.

Jiang Wenwen hesitated and still did not speak out about his condition.

Mousse didn't want to see Jiang Wenwen in trouble, so he put his arms around Jiang Wenwen's shoulders: "Grandpa, Wenwen just got off the plane, so he must be tired. If you have any questions, wait until Wenwen wakes up to ask."

Mr. Mu sighed: "I was negligent, Wen Wen should go to rest first, we will talk about these things after you have had enough rest."

Mousse put his arms around Jiang Wenwen's shoulders and brought her back to the bedroom. He held Jiang Wenwen's shoulders and said seriously: "You should take a good rest first, you must be exhausted on the plane, right?"

He knew Jiang Wenwen. Although Jiang Wenwen looked carefree and heartless on the surface, she was actually a sensitive person on the inside, taking care of other people's feelings in every way.

Jiang Wenwen must have been worried about how to tell himself this matter on the plane, and he would never take a good rest. After more than ten hours of flying, he must be exhausted by now.

But she looked at Mousse suspiciously. All of Mousse's reactions today exceeded her expectations. She thought that Mousse would not be able to help questioning her at the airport, but at the airport, Mousse seemed to be something Nothing happened, even now that they were home, in a space with only the two of them, Mousse didn't ask any more questions.

"Mousse, don't you have anything to ask me?" Jiang Wenwen looked into Mousse's eyes.

There are many problems that she doesn't want to face, but Jiang Wenwen is also very clear in her heart that whether she wants to or not, these problems are in front of her, and she cannot escape because she is afraid.

There was a gentle smile on the corner of Mousse's mouth, and he stretched out his hand to gently rub Jiang Wenwen's hair: "I have a lot of questions in my heart that I want to ask you, but I don't worry about it, you should take a good rest first. Grandpa, you don't have to worry, I will talk to Grandpa well."

Jiang Wenwen moved and kissed Mousse's forehead lightly: "Mousse, thank you."

"Fool, do we need to say thank you to each other? Well, you can rest now."

Mousse sat on the edge of the bed and watched Jiang Wenwen. He didn't leave the bedroom until Jiang Wenwen's breathing gradually stabilized.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Mr. Mu sitting in the living room with a serious face, as if he was waiting for him.

"Grandpa." Mousse called out respectfully and politely.

But Mr. Mu's expression was not good. He asked coldly, "How is Wenwen's health? Is there anything you can't tell me?"

Mousse said sadly, "Grandpa, it's not that I can't tell you about this, I'm just thinking about how to tell you."

Mr. Mu looked into Qi Jingchen's eyes seriously: "Tell me everything honestly. I'm already such an old age. What else can I not bear?"

"Wenwen has cancer, which is already at an advanced stage. The doctor said she has about five months to live."

"What?" Old Master Mu looked at Mousse in surprise, and the hand holding the cane trembled uncontrollably, "How could this be?"

"This incident was really sudden, and I haven't been able to accept it yet. Wenwen went to London because she was worried that I would not be able to accept it."

"What about the possibility of a cure? Even if the cancer is terminal, we can't just give up."

Mousse looked seriously into the eyes of Mr. Mu: "Don't worry, if there is still a chance, I will not give up, so I plan to take Wenwen to the hospital for a careful examination tomorrow."

Mr. Mu's eyes were a little red. He had never experienced anything in his life, but when he thought he could enjoy the blessings, something like this happened.

"Grandpa, Wenwen will go to London alone because we are worried that we will not be able to accept this matter, so even if it is for Wenwen's peace of mind, I hope you will treat it as if there is no such thing, and don't let Wenwen see our distress. At least don't let her think that we can't accept this matter."

"Do you still need to teach this matter? I'll go and have a look at Qiuqiu."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Mu went upstairs, but Mu Si saw Mr. Mu's shoulders tremble slightly.

He held his hand tightly to prevent the grief in his heart from surging out. Since there is no way to undo this matter, he also hoped that Jiang Wenwen would not leave any regrets, at least he would not be Jiang Wenwen's uneasy person. source.

When Jiang Wenwen opened his eyes again, Mousse was still sitting by her bed, his eyes were full of doting.

She reached out and rubbed her eyes, and said in a daze, "Where am I now?"

Mousse scratched Jiang Wenwen's nose: "We are at home now, and you have returned to Shenzhen."

Only then did Jiang Wenwen's consciousness slowly return.

"You have rested now, shouldn't we explain everything that happened during this period?"

Jiang Wenwen shrunk back into the cup with some guilt, she knew she couldn't escape this matter, and Mousse would not let her do so many things without saying a word.

She honestly told all the things after she went to Jiawen Hospital to find out that her cancer was terminal. Under the pressure of Mousse's eyes, she didn't dare to miss a single detail.

"Mousse, I'm sorry, I may not be able to accompany you for the rest of my life."

Mousse grabbed Jiang Wenwen's hand: "I'm not angry about this. What I'm angry about is that after you knew about this, the first thing you thought of was not to tell me, but to leave me secretly."

"I really didn't mean it, I just didn't want to make you sad."

Mousse reached out and hugged Jiang Wenwen into his arms: "My heart hurts, but I don't want to miss any time we can still be together. Do you remember, before we got married, we said that we wanted to go to Croatia to watch the sunset , I want to go to the Sea of ​​Love to see seagulls, we have never done these things, why don't we go now, okay?"

Jiang Wenwen didn't expect Mousse to think so much, she looked up at Mousse's chin: "Really?"

"Of course it's true, Wenwen, time is not a regret between us, as long as we seize every opportunity for you to stay by my side."

Jiang Wenwen nodded fiercely: "Okay."

"Then let's go to the hospital for another examination tomorrow. Even if there is really no way to recover, we must ensure that you will not live in too much pain during the last period."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. The stupidest decision I've ever made was to leave your side in vain."

Mousse reached out and wiped away the tears on Jiang Wenwen's face bit by bit: "Fool, stop crying, let's go eat now."

Jiang Wenwen grabbed Mousse's arm with some fear: "Did Grandpa know about this?"

"Just now I have told Grandpa all about your physical condition, don't worry, Grandpa is not as fragile as you imagined."

"That's good."

Mousse held Jiang Wenwen's hand and brought Jiang Wenwen to the dining table. Mr. Mu was already sitting at the top of the table. He said flatly, "Wenwen, no matter what happens, we are a family, and we will stand together. behind you."

Jiang Wenwen nodded his head moved. Although the expression on Mr. Mu's face did not change at all, the concern in his words could not be easily concealed.

"Grandpa, I know, I was too stupid before."

"Okay, let's sit down and eat."

Although both Mu Si and Mr. Mu were controlling their feelings, no matter how much they controlled themselves, they couldn't change the fact that Jiang Wenwen was going to die soon, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit dull.

After dinner, Jiang Wenwen went to Qiuqiu's baby room. Although she knew that Qiuqiu would receive the best care at Mu's house, she couldn't help but miss Qiuqiu when she was in London.

Qiuqiu had just drank milk powder, and now she was lying on the crib sleeping sweetly, looking at Qiuqiu's pouting cheek, Jiang Wenwen couldn't help poking it.

"Qiaoqiu, I'm sorry, mom can't grow up with you."

Even if Qiuqiu is awake now, she can't understand what Jiang Wenwen is saying, but Jiang Wenwen can't help but want to apologize to Qiuqiu.

Unexpectedly, before Qiuqiu turned one year old, she was about to leave this lovely child.

I hope Qiuqiu can grow up happily, even without her by her side.

Tears fell from Jiang Wenwen's eyes. After returning to Mu's house, Jiang Wenwen felt the warmth of home again, but this nostalgia made her even more reluctant to leave.

She reached out to wipe the tears off her face, and stood up. If she didn't take her eyes off Qiuqiu, Jiang Wenwen was worried that she would cry out in pain.

However, Jiang Wenwen didn't expect that she saw Mousse waiting at the door just as she walked out of the baby room.