I owe you a lifetime of love

"Even if I don't want to admit my relationship with Steward Xia, I owe you this sorry."

Xia Qing bent down, she stood in front of An Nian sincerely, and said solemnly: "I'm sorry Eisa, I know there are many things that a word of sorry can't make up for."

"But... that person's actions indirectly exchanged my life and your life. I have an inseparable relationship with him... sorry."

An Nian breathed a sigh of relief, she stood up and helped Xia Qing up.

"Xia Qing, thank you for telling me this, but you have to understand that you didn't do anything wrong at all."

"I...forgive Housekeeper Xia."

Things have happened for so many years, people are already dead, what else can she do?

Xia Qing's eye circles were a little red: "Yes, I know."

She knew that there was nothing wrong with her, but she just felt uncomfortable...

Not wanting to look too ashamed, Xia Qing quickly wiped the tears off her face.

"Annian, do you think my intuition is right? Actually, the first time I took you to see my mommy, I was terrified."

"I don't know why, but I always feel that my mother will be snatched away...Since then, I have held a grudge against you."

"I've never been so small-minded. During that time, I couldn't sleep all night...I always wondered, when did I become so narrow-minded?"

An Nian only knew that the relationship between her and Xia Qing had changed during that time.

She thought about it deeply, but she didn't know the reason, so she could only give up.

Did not expect it to be so.

Destiny is something that cannot always be controlled.

She smiled softly: "Even... Even if my background is from the Xia family, you are also the daughter of the Xia family. Xia Qing, do you mind if I have one more sister or sister?"

Xia Qing's back stiffened slightly, and the expression on her face lost control...

She froze for a long time, thinking that An Nian was joking.

She even stared at An Nian's face seriously, trying to see the slightest trace of joking from her face.

But no.

She frankly forgave the injustice of fate and those who hurt her.

She stretched out a hand frankly and said to her, "Do you mind having one more sister or sister?"

An Nian thought Xia Qing didn't understand, so she smiled.

"Actually, I don't know when my real birthday is. I just remember that when my parents were alive, they told me that they picked me up at the entrance of the orphanage on October [-]th."

"So, they took that day as my birthday..."

Xia Qing's eyes were red, and her self-righteous pride and reservedness disappeared in an instant.

She hugged An Nian tightly.

"Annian, thank you for not bothering me about anything, thank you for still being willing to treat me as a relative."

"Being your sister, from now on... I will protect you with my life."

An Nian smiled softly. At this moment, the depression in her heart dissipated, and the two of them's hearts were resolved.

An Nian wanted to tell Fu Qingshen the good news as soon as he got home that day, but Fu Qingshen was not off work yet.

She went to see one by one, and the little guy fell asleep quietly.

An Nian was a little bored. She wandered around and visited the house inside and out.

I silently wrote down what to add and what to buy.

She finally went to the small garden that Fu Qingshen had prepared for him.

The flowers in this garden are all taken care of by Fu Qingshen himself.

These flowers are beautiful and delicate, and it takes a lot of training to take care of them. Fu Qingshen doesn't feel impatient at all.

Watering, fertilizing, loosening the soil according to the time period...

An Nian sat on the swing and swayed gently. Fu Qing seemed to be bending over to take care of the garden in her eyes.

A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, she lowered her head and recalled the good memories between the two of them, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she immediately went to the study.

Turning on the phone, An Nian took out a design draft he had made a long time ago...

After Fu Qingshen came home from get off work, he didn't see Anian in the bedroom. He asked Mrs. Fu, and Mrs. Fu smiled and said, "I went down to play on the swing, and when I came back, my eyes were shining and I was very happy. Stuck into the study and haven't come out yet."

Following Mrs. Fu's words, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of Fu Qingshen's mouth, and he could even quickly picture An Nian's eyes shining in his mind.

"Okay, I see, I'll go see her."

"Do you want to tell the servant to cook?"

Fu Qing shook his head deeply: "Let me do it for her."

Mrs. Fu just wanted to say that you have been busy with work all day, and it's not that there are no servants at home, but when she thought of Fu Qingshen's happy expression on his face when he was cooking in an apron, she stopped talking.

Forget it, they are so affectionate, I can't get in...

She turned to coax her little granddaughter.

Fu Qingshen pushed open the door of the study, and saw An Nian sleeping on the desk at a glance.

His mind was filled with something for a moment.

That happiness will overflow.

She fell asleep in a small ball, looking soft and harmless...

Fu Qingshen bent down slightly, and saw a design draft under Anian's arm...

He narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't know what he thought of, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

An Nian woke up in Fu Qing's warm and thick embrace.

She squinted her eyes, hugged Fu Qingshen's neck with her hands, rubbed her small head into his arms unconsciously, and muttered, "What... what time is it?"

Apparently drowsy.

Fu Qing lowered his head and rubbed An Nian's face with his stubble-covered chin.

"I just got off work."

"Oh..." An Nian smacked his mouth, "Then let me down."

"It's still early, you go to bed and I'll cook, okay?"

An Nian thought for a while, then nodded obediently: "Okay."

Fu Qingshen carried Anian back to the bedroom and put him on the bed, and then he changed into his business suit and went downstairs.

An Nian didn't say anything, she actually kept squinting to watch Fu Qingshen change his clothes.

Half of her small face was hidden under the quilt, and she thought of the way Fu Qingshen bent over to put on his pants just now...

She licked her dry lips, lay down for a while and then struggled to get up.

An Nian changed her clothes and hugged Yi Yi in her arms when she went downstairs.

Fu Qingshen's movements of cooking ingredients and cooking became more and more proficient, and she looked at the picture pleasingly holding one by one.

Fu Qing looked at her sideways: "Did you sleep?"

An Nian shook her head: "I can't sleep."

"Then go and stay on the sofa."

An Nian obeyed and went to the sofa. Fu Qingshen was all ready after she sat down for a while.

The meals were served one by one, and Fu Qingshen asked the servant to call Mrs. Fu down for dinner.

In fact, Mrs. Fu seldom comes down to eat. She accompanied Grandma Fu all the way here. Now that she is over 60, she seldom goes downstairs because her legs and feet are inconvenient.

But when Fu Qingshen cooks, he always wants her old man to come down to eat with him.

When the servant came down, he said Mrs. Fu wanted to eat upstairs, so Fu Qingshen asked the servant to bring the food up.

Xiao Yi got better and better as he grew up, and he didn't make any sound when he sat in the baby chair.