I owe you a lifetime of love

An Nian heard footsteps.

She subconsciously moved aside.

"Fu Yan, come and sit down."

Fu Yan walked over slowly.

There was a faint smile on the corner of An Nian's mouth.

Fu Yan thought to herself, this girl is so beautiful.

"Sister-in-law, can I ask the story between you and my cousin?"

An Nian lowered his head and smiled: "It's nothing, sincerity is as good as gold and stone. As long as you really like someone and have enough courage to take that step, you will succeed."

Fu Yan looked at An Nian receptively, and always felt that An Nian had an aura similar to her brother's.

She couldn't think of it for the time being, and glanced towards the kitchen, Fu Yan subconsciously said: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry about what happened yesterday!"

"What?" An Nian had almost forgotten.

"That sentence I said unintentionally yesterday." She didn't mean to hurt An Nian.

An Nian smiled lightly: "It's nothing, besides, you are telling the truth."

Fu Yan said: "Sister-in-law, do you want to know about my brother's childhood?"

"What do you know?" An Nian remembered that Grandma Fu told her when she was still alive that Fu Qing was cold by nature and had little contact with the Fu family.

She thought Fu Yan didn't know.

Fu Yan rested her chin in her hand, relying on An Nian not being able to see, she looked at An Nian carefully with her eyes.

"I know why my cousin didn't celebrate his birthday."

An Nian knew it too, she smiled: "I know it too."

"Then you know..." Fu Yan lowered her voice, "How did my cousin's mother die?"

Dystocia, this is what An Nian knows.

The same is true of the outside world.

Fu Yan squinted her eyes. She knew that her topic had finally aroused An Nian's interest. She continued to cast bait: "Auntie's death is the only barrier between him and my uncle."

"Actually, my aunt is also a selfish person, otherwise, how could she treat her own son like that?"

That's the end of the topic.

Fu Yan looked at the man who came out of the kitchen, and she stood up in time.

"Sister-in-law, thank you and my brother for your hospitality today. It's getting late, and I have to go."

An Nian's heart moved slightly.

Although she couldn't see, she always felt that Fu Yan did it on purpose.

With a chuckle, she stood up with Fu Qingshen's support: "Okay, we'll see you off."

"No need." Fu Yan ignored Fu Qingshen's oppressive gaze, "I can go by myself."

"Fu Yan." An Nian's voice was very soft, "If you like this place, you are welcome to be a guest next time."

Fu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Her purpose has been achieved.

If Fu Qing didn't want to get into it, then he would start with the people he cared about.

This is what Aunt Xu taught her.

She can't help it either, Aunt Xu, as a mother, also thinks about her son...

"Okay." Fu Yan smiled and left.

When they left, Fu Qingshen held An Nian's hand tightly: "I don't know if she approached you for a purpose?"

An Nian gently leaned her head against the man's solid chest: "With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

Fu Qing's heart was warm, and he hugged An Nian.

An Nian exclaimed in a low voice.

Still can't stand his sudden move.

"what are you doing?"

"Take you to lunch break." Fu Qing smiled deeply and lowered his head, rubbing the tip of his nose against An Nian's forehead.

"What did she tell you?" Fu Qing asked deeply.

Anian wanted to know more about Fu Qingshen, she wanted to ask directly, but she was afraid that mentioning those past events would make Fu Qingshen sad.

She was reluctant.

Since he never mentioned it, she couldn't force her to ask.

"It's nothing, anyway, it seems to be trying to get close to me."

Fu Qingshen smiled lightly.

An Nian guessed: "The person in the hospital made Fu Yan sit like this yesterday, right?"

While talking, Fu Qingshen had already carried Anian to the bedroom.

He put An Nian on, directly bullied him and put him down.

"Fu Qingshen..."

The originally serious atmosphere suddenly became charming.

The image of last night's upsurge that made people's ears turn red took shape in An Nian's mind.

She thought she wouldn't be like this if she couldn't see, who knew...

She bit her lip and turned away shyly. Fu Qing breathed on her neck: "Baby, I remember that you are always respectful and polite when you address people."

An Nian: "..."

She complained to Fu Xiao many times.

It seemed that it started a long, long time ago, that person was a bad and irresponsible existence in her heart.

He might be Fu Yinghan's good father and Xu Yalan's good husband.

But not Fu Qingshen's good father, nor Shen Xue's good husband.

and so……

She was complaining deeply for Fu Qing.

"Are you fighting for me?"

been seen through.

"Baby... I like you so much."

An Nian's ears turned red.

She couldn't stand Fu Qing talking in her ear with a deep breath.

She said: "What kind?"

"The appearance of standing next to me is on the same path as me. As long as An Nian has something to do with Fu Qingshen, I like it very much."

"We are a family..." she said in a low voice.

Fu Qing rubbed her neck deeply, his Adam's apple rolled, his voice became hoarse for a moment: "Say it again."

"us……"

Fu Qingshen opened An Nian's hand and pressed it against her side.

"It's a family."

An Nian shuddered, and finished speaking intermittently.

The man's slender fingertips forcefully squeezed into hers, and they interlocked.

His breathing was hot and heavy: "Yes, we are a family..."

Fu Qingshen brought the dinner upstairs to feed An Nian.

An Nian was very tired, her arms were as soft as noodles and she couldn't lift them up.

On the other hand, Fu Qingshen is very energetic.

Hey An Nian had eaten.

Fu Qingshen took out a coat and put it on for her, and combed her messy hair neatly and softly.

"Will you take me for a walk?"

An Nian shook his head wearily: "I'm so tired, I don't want to go."

Fu Qingshen simply carried the person on his back: "Then you just had a meal, can you sleep?"

The sun was setting outside the window, and the faint afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the horizon.Gradually there is a tendency for night to fall.

Fu Qingshen went down the stairs with An Nian on his back.

An Nian's eye sockets were hot.

Her heart is peaceful, she can even feel the temperature of Fu Qingshen's body.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Fu Dilei hit the ear, and Fu Qingshen paused.

"Every year?"

An Nian sniffed and closed her eyes. She hugged Fu Qingshen's neck tightly.

The man's voice was a little anxious: "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

"Fu Qingshen... I never thought you would be so kind to me."

Fu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and walked forward slowly with An Nian on his back.

Many flowers have been planted in Shengshihaoting's yard.

Those seasonal flowers bloomed all over the garden.

It was also like the moment when Fu Qingshen woke up two years ago.

That morning, he just looked at the spring scenery in the garden and asked Mama Zhang.

Madam Zhang said, "Madam planted this with her own hands."