I can’t stand it anymore! My ex-husband pushed me against the wall and kissed me every day

They are so affectionate and inseparable.

"Wait a minute……"

Fu Hanjiang still maintained a trace of rationality and let go of Xiangsi, "I'll go get the 'thing'."

He opened the shower door and stepped out.

Sheng Xiangsi knew what he was going to get. It was in the cabinet next to the sink, just a few steps away.

Because he often took her to the bathroom, that thing was always available in the bathroom.

After a while, Fu Hanjiang came back.

Sheng Xiangsi watched him unpack the package, frowned and asked in confusion, "You, don't want to have another child?"

This time when they were together, they had been taking measures.

"?"

Fu Hanjiang was stunned. "How could this be something I should be thinking about? You are the one who is pregnant, and you are also the one who gives birth to the child. It is up to you whether you want to or not."

After thinking about it, he said, "But if you ask me for my opinion... I feel that I owe Junjun too many years. I should spend two years with her and then have a second child later."

They were both still young, especially lovesick.

It was actually too early for her to give birth to Junjun. In two years, her age would be the best for a woman to have a child.

"Of course."

Fu Hanjiang said it very naturally, "If you don't want to have another child, it's fine to just have Junjun."

"But……"

Sheng Xiangsi was slightly surprised. She had never known that he thought this way. "Mr. Lu, will he agree?"

Their Lu family has the "throne" to inherit.

Just look at Lu Heqing himself and you will know that he has six sons and three daughters.

"Whether he agrees or not."

Fu Hanjiang shook his head, not caring, and said sarcastically, "He did have many children, but in the end, I was the only one he could count on. It shows that having many children is useless."

He said: "Junjun is my daughter, and she will inherit the family business, just like my grandmother..."

The person referred to here is Fu Mingzhu.

"She is the only girl of her generation in the Fu family, so we just need to marry her in. Don't feel pressured about this matter. It's up to you whether to have a child or not."

"Um……"

Sheng Xiangsi nodded and was held in Fu Hanjiang's arms. Her voice gradually changed tone.

...

Jiangcheng enters the plum rain season.

When I woke up in the morning, it was raining.

Today is Monday and Yuanbao has to go to school.

Junjun woke up and didn't see her little brother, so she cried loudly. Sheng Xiangsi took a long time to coax her into silence.

In the afternoon, Junjun refused to go back to her room. She slept in the flower hall with her mother, holding the Minnie doll that Yuanbao gave her.

At this moment, Sheng Xiangsi was watching over her sleeping daughter while flipping through the wedding planning brochure, listening to the sound of raindrops outside the window, and her heart was at peace.

Sheng Xiangsi was dazzled by reading the booklet, so she put it down and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window.

Opposite the sofa is a whole wall of movable floor-to-ceiling glass windows, through which you can see the view of the garden.

Sheng Xiangsi rubbed his neck, remembered something, stood up and went upstairs.

After a while, he came back with a bag in his hand.

When I opened it, there were several balls of bright red wool and a half-knitted sweater inside.

Speaking of which, it's quite funny.

When I originally bought the wool, I was planning to knit one for Junjun and Fu Hanjiang respectively.

As a result, Junjun's dress had already been worn. She had grown a lot this year, so it might be too small for her to wear this year.

But Fu Hanjiang's piece has been weaved on and off and has not been finished yet.

Now she finally has some free time and the mood to finish knitting it.

When Fu Hanjiang came back, Junjun was still not awake.

The hall was quiet and silent. Xiangsi sat on the sofa, knitting a sweater. He walked over slowly and sat down beside her.

"You're back so early?"

Now, Sheng Xiangsi has figured out the pattern of his schedule, "Are you going out again in the evening?"

"Ah."

really.

Usually if he has something to do at night, he will try to make time to come back so that Junjun won’t be without seeing his father for the whole day.

Fu Hanjiang glanced at Junjun who was sleeping soundly, "Why are you sleeping here?"

"I have to wait for Yuanbao here." Sheng Xiangsi smiled, "Junjun likes little brother very much."

“It’s right for them to go to the same school.”

Fu Hanjiang looked at what she was doing. "What are you busy with?"

He recognized it, "Is this my sweater?"

Of course he remembered, "You've been knitting for almost a year, right?"

"Ah."

Sheng Xiangsi rolled her eyes at him unceremoniously, "Because you always make me unhappy, I don't want to knit for you anymore."

Knitting a sweater is a job that requires love and care in every stitch. If you are resentful, you will not be able to finish it.

She muttered, "I don't know if I can finish knitting it this time."

"can."

Fu Hanjiang held her hand, leaned closer, and touched his forehead to hers, "This time it will go smoothly."

His thin lips naturally moved closer and kissed her.

There was a slight sound of air breaking.

"Don't..." Sheng Xiangsi pushed him away, "Junjun is here."

What if the child wakes up and sees it? How bad would that be?

"Wow wow..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Junjun started crying.

Fu Hanjiang quickly let go of Xiangsi, walked over and picked up Junjun, "Junbao, are you awake? Why are you crying?"

"Oh, Dad."

Junjun opened his eyes and looked at his father with grievance.

"Yeah, it's Dad."

"Dad." Junjun lay on Fu Hanjiang's shoulder, "I don't feel well."

As he spoke, he raised his chubby hands and rubbed his eyes, "I can't open my eyes."

The little princess hasn't woken up yet.

"I see. Dad will find a way."

Fu Hanjiang stood up while holding Junjun in his arms and walked to the French window. "Let's go take a look outside, okay? It's raining outside..."

I know my daughter well. Junjun is a little grumpy when she wakes up.

In this respect, she is just like her mother. She always loses her temper unconsciously when she wakes up.

In Fu Hanjiang's opinion, she was just acting like a spoiled brat.

"Junbao, are you feeling better? Are your eyes open?"

"Hmm..." Junjun nodded, "My mouth doesn't feel good."

"Oh, I see." Fu Hanjiang suppressed his laughter, "Then how about we have a piece of cake? Junjun's favorite blueberry cake?"

"Hurrah!"

"Let's go."

Fu Hanjiang carried Junjun out of the flower hall and walked towards the restaurant.

"Hehe..." Junjun was finally happy.

Sheng Xiangsi watched quietly, her considerate and family-oriented husband, her obedient and well-behaved daughter...

At this moment, there is a sense of peace and tranquility.

If, it is possible to live like this for the rest of your life.

How can one's life be completely as one wishes?

Life must go on, she has to look forward. It's a day of happiness, it's a day of unhappiness.

She can't be too stubborn and make herself unhappy.

You could call her an Ah Q or a self-deceiving person, but if it weren't for her personality, she would not have survived those four years in Philadelphia and would have died long ago.

The next day, the family of three went to the main building to have dinner with Lu Heqing and Li Huizhu.

There was still some time before dinner. Sheng Xiangsi was playing with Junjun in the garden, while Lu Heqing and Fu Hanjiang were talking.

"Decided?"

Lu Heqing looked at his son and sighed, "Is it really her?"

The old man was thinking about his son. "Your situation is different from mine. You can find someone in your mother's family who can help you fight against your brothers and sisters. It's too tiring for you to be alone."