I owe you a lifetime of love

In the end, An Nian fled in despair.

But Fu Qingshen succeeded. There are two bedrooms in the room. When An Nian went to the supermarket, he packed up the other bedroom. Obviously, he had made this plan earlier.

Even dawdling while washing the dishes is a deliberate procrastination...

An Nian's heart was beating like a drum. She leaned her back against the door and stroked her thoughts carefully. After noticing Fu Qingshen's carefulness, she couldn't restrain her heartbeat...

The next morning, when An Nian woke up with the alarm clock ringing, Fu Qingshen's breakfast was ready.

She walked out of the room with a toothbrush in her mouth, and seeing the man wearing an apron busy in the kitchen, she couldn't hold back her sadness, and tears almost rolled down again.

She hurried back to the room to tidy herself up and came out.

At that time, Fu Qingshen was already sitting at the dining table waiting for her.

His eyes fell on An Nian, and his eyes were slightly blurred with tenderness.

An Nian sat down with a smile.

"When did Mr. Fu become so virtuous?"

Fu Qingshen served her porridge: "During the two years you were away, I have been studying."

An Nian's fingertips on the spoon slightly curled up: "You've learned well."

"Then, do you like me like this?"

An Nian took a sip of pumpkin porridge: "I like it."

she said sincerely.

"Then I'll cook for you for the rest of your life."

The love words are so beautiful that they seem extravagant and unreal.

An Nian was still taken aback.

Fu Qingshen washed the dishes after eating breakfast before leaving. Before he left, An Nian asked her what she was going to do next.

An Nian smiled playfully: "Looking for a job."

"I just need a personal assistant."

How could An Nian not be able to guess Fu Qingshen's thoughts, she said: "The resume is Haitou, so Mr. Fu don't make such jokes with me. It's getting late, you should go back to the company."

She was tactfully refusing, so Fu Qingshen naturally understood.

He didn't dare to force her any more.

He is so humble that he can ask for nothing, even if two people have a meal at the dining table every day, it is a great happiness for him.

He is satisfied.

Watching Fu Qingshen go downstairs and leave, watching the car driving away in the parking space opposite the community, the corners of An Nian's mouth raised uncontrollably again.

She turned around twice in a daze, then hurried back to the bedroom and threw herself on the soft big bed on her back.

She waved her arms and kicked her feet joyfully, and she didn't care if the bed sheets were messed up.

There seemed to be a villain in her heart who was jumping for joy. She was a little excited and couldn't express it. She couldn't find anyone to share her emotions, and she couldn't vent her emotions. She could only express her happiness in this way.

She seemed to have thought of something, jumped up on the bed and quietly opened the door of the next bedroom.

Even though he just moved here, the man still tidied up the bedroom when he got up early, the sheets were smoothed without any wrinkles, An Nian quietly climbed into bed like a thief and buried his face deeply in the pillow.

I only slept for one night, and there is no smell on the pillow.

But she still sniffed the faint smell in the pillow earnestly and persistently, thinking of Fu Qing's faint breath blowing on her cheek when Fu Qingshen tilted his head and spoke with his lips close to her earlobe, she was bewildered.

Finally, she wasn't alone in the fantasy.

The person she liked finally gave her the same love.

Even though the road between them was so bumpy, fortunately, at the end of the road, they always loved each other deeply and did not go to a fork in the road.

Fu Qingshen, I love you!
Full of energy, An Nian tidied up his squandered two bedrooms and turned on the computer.

The resume she submitted about three days ago should have a response by now.

As soon as the computer was turned on, a call came on her mobile phone.

"Hello, is this Miss An?"

……

A phone call from the manager of the personnel department of the Fu Group.

After hanging up the phone, An Nian's mood boiled again!
Her resume is approved and she can go to work tomorrow.

There is no resume for Haitou, she just wants to surprise Fu Qingshen in a different way.

Just married to Fu Qingshen five years ago, she lacked self-confidence, grew up held in the palm of her parents' hands, never experienced any kind of evil, and was cowardly and timid in front of the person she liked.

But five years later, after going through all the trials of life and death with Fu Qingshen, she is not afraid of anything.

She's just a woman, and she can't see through Fu Qingshen's true heart, and she doesn't know how long the current relationship between her and Fu Qingshen can last.

Everything in the future, whether it is the direction of career development or Fu Qingshen, is completely unknown to her.

But this time, she wants to go forward bravely!

She was born free, and she should love without fear!
In the afternoon, An Nian made a list of everything she needed for her new home and planned to go to the supermarket to buy it.

In Haicheng in March, although the rainy season continued, the weather has gradually warmed up.

She opened the closet and picked out a long khaki dress to change into. She put on a white windbreaker and went out.

"Husband, madam?"

An Nian was pushing the cart in her hand. She was picking things out of a row of daily necessities shelves when she suddenly heard a voice behind her.

She turned her head in surprise, she didn't expect to meet that person here.

Mama Zhang...

The old man who used to be respectful and polite to her "Ma'am" and asked her how she was, saw the woman in front of her turn around, and when she recognized the face with wide eyes, she suddenly took two steps back in fright.

Zhang Min's body leaned against the shelf behind her, if she pushed harder, the things on the shelf would be knocked off by her.

Her eyes widened and she couldn't open her mouth for a long time.

"Husband... madam... it's really you!"

An Nian frowned slightly.

Tears welled up in Zhang Ma's eyes: "It's really you! It's really you! Ma'am, I'm not dreaming, you're not dead, you're still alive, alive! That's great!"

The old man's eyes were fixed on An Nian's face, and she said helplessly.

An Nian finally said, "Are you disappointed that I didn't die?"

Zhang Min froze, she shook her head in panic: "I'm sorry madam, I... I didn't think so, I'm really happy to see you again, I'm so happy!"

"God blesses you, good people are rewarded..."

When I see familiar faces, some bad memories always come to my mind.

An Nian said: "If you have nothing to do, I will leave first."

After she finished speaking, she pushed the cart and left.

The people behind followed, Zhang Ma lowered her head in guilt and stood in front of An Nian.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry."

"You are wrong, I am not a lady."

"Okay... An, Miss An, I'm sorry. I have done too many things to hurt you, please forgive me."

An Nian smiled coldly, and the expression on his face was frosty: "I don't blame you, but I won't forgive anyone who has hurt me!"

She's not the Virgin, she doesn't have that much mercy.

Even if the person in front of her looks like her temples are gray with tears in her eyes, she will not soften her heart.

In the past, she didn't care about these things but didn't put her energy on unimportant people or things. She hated trouble.

But now, she can't be generous.

Every face in the past appeared in front of her, and she could clearly remember the hurt she had suffered...