After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

At night, the weather suddenly changed.

The crescent moon was tightly covered by dark clouds.

Su Qianman curled up in Leng Xiaochen's arms, listening to the howling wind outside.

She felt a little uneasy and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

"Still thinking about today?"

The man's low and gentle voice sounded in her ears.

He knew that Liao Zimin's matter would definitely affect Manman's mood, so he accompanied her to bed early.

"Honey, did I do something wrong?" Su Qianman's voice was very soft in the night wind.

The voice sounded full of self-doubt.

Leng Xiaochen suddenly turned over and gently pressed the woman under him.

He brushed away the scattered hair on her face with one hand, and with the faint light in the dark night, he looked deeply at the woman with his deep eyes: "You did nothing wrong, it's those people who were wrong. Manman, just remember, if anyone dares to provoke you or bully you, you have to fight back fiercely. Even if the sky falls, I will hold it up for you."

"But... Tingting and that child almost got hurt because of me..." Su Qianman's voice was filled with tears.

Although Liao Zimin was diagnosed with depression and mental illness, it is not surprising that she would do these things.

But Liao Zimin's target has always been her.

Tingting and the child are innocent.

If I hadn't done that to He Haibo...

Maybe it wouldn't bring some hope to Liao Zimin, and she might not...

"It was an accident. It's none of your business."

Leng Xiaochen felt so distressed that he held her little face in his hands and kissed her gently.

Su Qianman's tears rolled down involuntarily, and the salty tears flowed into the lips of both of them.

The man kissed the woman tenderly a few times, then reached out and gently wiped the tears from her eyes: "Please don't think about these things, okay? I don't want to see you cry."

"Hmm..." Su Qianman nodded, but her brows were slightly frowned.

The man lowered his handsome face again, and whispered in her ear, "Wife, I'll help you relax."

Su Qianman closed her eyes and said nothing.

The man's cool lips fell to the base of her ear and kissed her gently.

Noticing that the woman's body was still a little tense, he stood up slightly and gently untied her pajamas.

Su Qianman still had her eyes closed, but the frown between her brows gradually relaxed.

The man continued to kiss her forehead, then her eyebrows, and then moved down little by little, kissing her eyes, nose, and then lips.

We didn't stay in any place for too long and continued to move forward.

Kissing every inch of her skin inch by inch.

When the kiss reached a certain spot, his breathing became heavier, but he tried to control himself.

He didn't do anything else, just turned over and hugged her gently, his handsome face resting on the top of her head, and his deep voice was magnetic and powerful in the dark night: "Wife, you always have me, I love you, good night."

"Hmm..." Su Qianman responded softly and hugged the man tightly.

Her body had relaxed and she was slowly falling asleep.

The night was black as ink.

After the strong wind, the drizzle broke the tranquility of the night.

......

the next morning.

Su Qianman woke up in Leng Xiaochen's warm arms.

She had a satisfied smile on her face, and seeing that the man still had his eyes closed, she buried her head in his broad chest.

"Good morning, my wife." Leng Xiaochen slowly opened his eyes and looked at the delicate and soft woman in his arms. He was in a particularly good mood.

"Good morning." Su Qianman buried herself in his arms and responded coquettishly.

After getting up, Leng Xiaochen considerately helped the woman wash up, then brought her a tablet and asked her to choose clothes.

Su Qianman carefully selected an outfit, and he personally went to the cloakroom to get it and put it on her himself.

Finally, the man squatted down and put on her shoes.

After putting on her clothes, Su Qianman stood up and immediately hugged the man, holding his waist tightly: "Husband, thank you."

"I don't like the last three words, take them back." The man stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of her nose in a reproachful manner.

"Oh, okay." Su Qianman responded obediently, with a happy smile on her face.

"Come on, let's go downstairs for breakfast and then go to my father-in-law's."

The man put one arm around the woman's back and the other hand fell on her head, gently stroking it twice.

......

Qingfeng Hall.

After Su Qianman's counseling, Shen Qingfeng returned home and had a heart-to-heart talk with his mother.

In the end, the knot between him and Huo Zhuozhen was resolved, and the father and son reconciled as before.

Huo Zhuozhen specially selected this auspicious day to have his two children return to their ancestral home.

At this moment, Qingfeng Hall is brightly lit with colorful ribbons flying, and a strong festive atmosphere is everywhere.

The hall is decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, and red silk is hung high.

A bright red carpet was laid on the ground, extending all the way to the front of the hall.

In the family ancestral hall, candlelight flickered and incense curled.

The elders of the Huo family had solemn expressions and had already sat on high seats.

Huo Zhuozhen was wearing a well-tailored dark Chinese robe and standing tall in the center of the ancestral hall.

Su Qianman was wearing a white Chinese-style long skirt, standing tall and graceful, showing her dignified and elegant demeanor.

Shen Qingfeng was wearing a neat brown suit. He was tall and handsome, and he exuded a gentle and elegant temperament.

The brother and sister walked forward slowly, shoulder to shoulder.

After Huo Zhuozhen finished worshipping his ancestors, he turned around and looked at the two children lovingly: "Qingfeng, Manman, today you officially return to the family. From now on, the Huo family will be your most solid support, and you are also the hope of the Huo family's future."

"Yes, father." Shen Qingfeng and Su Qianman responded in unison, their voices clear and firm.

Afterwards, Huo Zhuozhen took two bunches of fragrant herbs from the incense table, which symbolized family inheritance, and handed them to his son and daughter with both hands.

Su Qianman and Shen Qingfeng took the vanilla and hugged it to their chests.

At this time, an elder with the highest seniority, holding a brush and dipped it in gold ink, solemnly wrote down the names, birthdays and other key information of Huo Qianman and Huo Qingfeng.

After his name was officially recorded in the Huo family tree, Huo Zhuozhen faced everyone.

He announced in a loud voice: "Today, my two children, Shen Qingfeng and Su Qianman, are officially renamed Huo Qingfeng and Huo Qianman. They have returned to their ancestral home and returned to their family name. From now on, all of you must respect them as you respect me, and keep them safe and sound without any slackness."

"Welcome home, young master and young lady. I am willing to serve you, young master and young lady."

Thousands of his men were excited, shouting in unison and applauding.

At the same time, outside the hall, gongs and drums were beating, firecrackers were deafening, and colorful fireworks were blooming in the sky.

After the ceremony of recognizing ancestors and returning to the roots is completed.

Everyone returned to the hall.

"Manman, I have announced to the whole country that you are my, Huo Zhuozhen's, biological daughter. From now on, no matter what happens or what difficulties you encounter, the Huo family will always be your solid backing. Your brother is a man, so I am not that worried. On the contrary, I have never participated in your growth, and I really regret it. In the future, I will not let anyone bully you as long as I am here."

Huo Zhuozhen looked at Huo Qianman earnestly and said.