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Chapter 141 I'm Not a Good Mother
Immediately, Yang Rui opened the car door, walked quickly, and stopped only half a meter away from Wang Junchen, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Ma'am, are you okay, do you need to contact..."

"unnecessary."

Yang Rui had already taken out his mobile phone and was about to dial a number. Seeing Wang Junchen's firm attitude, he took it back again.

But I still feel a little worried.

Over the years, he has held several positions, being Ye Wanhua's assistant and driver, and sometimes acting as a bodyguard, so he can definitely be called loyal and reliable.

"Is the shopping center okay?"

Wang Junchen opened his mouth suddenly, and Yang Rui, who was about to leave, quickly answered, "Madam intends to expand the scale, but there is no suitable location in the mall yet, so I have been waiting."

"Just prepare and leave the rest to me."

Yang Rui looked sideways at the balcony of the master bedroom: "The lady's side..."

"Don't worry, we'll talk about it when it's done."

……

At noon, Ye Wanhua did not go to the next door.

The old lady was very enthusiastic and brought over the spicy fish directly.

The white ceramic basin was filled to the brim, with Chinese prickly ash, Chaotian pepper, and shallots floating in a thick layer, very appetizing.

Wang Junchen was afraid that Ye Wanhua would taste too greasy, so he didn't want to eat it, so he made an extra cold cucumber and fried two refreshing Jincheng specialties, and the warmth of home immediately appeared.

"Ah Hua, it's time to eat."

Shouted, but no one answered.

At this time, in the master bedroom with the curtains closed, Ye Wanhua hugged a pillow, lying on her side, without a smile on her face.

The slender figure, set off by the silver-gray silk nightgown, looks very exquisite.

Wang Junchen opened the door and walked to the bed.

"Ah Hua, get up, it's time to eat."

"What do you mean, do you not plan to go back and just spend time in Jincheng like this?"

Wang Junchen: "?"

The man was puzzled by the question, he didn't understand what it meant, so he had to turn on the bedside lamp to ease the embarrassing atmosphere.

Ye Wanhua sat up suddenly, looking at Wang Junchen with tears in her eyes.

"Why don't you speak, I guessed it?"

"Look at you, you are such an adult, you are still like a child, come on, wipe it off quickly, don't cry, are you having a nightmare again?"

"Child? That's right, it's a child. I know you dislike me. I dislike me for not being able to give you a son, and for not taking good care of my daughter. So young... In fact, when you married me, you just pitied me. Didn't let go of that matter, right? I was too stupid to go to country Y with you, if I didn't go, I wouldn't get married, and our precious daughter wouldn't..."

The more Ye Wanhua spoke, the more sad she became, and her emotions became more and more excited.

"She is still so young. I still remember her appearance. She is chubby, very small, and very cute. I know that I am not a good mother or a good wife, but the child is innocent. Why?"

"Ah Hua, stop thinking about it, let's go and eat something, I'll take you out for a while, and have a crazy shopping."

"Get a divorce, it's better for everyone."

"What are you talking about, let's go and eat."

"Ah Jun, I'm not kidding. It's been 25 years. We've been together for 25 years. In fact, you've never forgotten...that thing, it's always been like this, don't you feel tired?"

"Not tired, very happy."

Ye Wanhua was heartbroken at this moment, she grabbed Wang Junchen's arm and shouted loudly: "If I hadn't hit you with a car, you wouldn't have left the club, and you wouldn't have given up on your dreams, do you really hate me? "

"It's not your fault, it's over."

"Why not? That is, it is obviously my fault. Why do you refuse to admit it? Why don't you let the police arrest me?"

This kind of thing happens every once in a while, and Wang Junchen is used to it. He never quarrels with his wife, and always takes care of him in every possible way.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Wanhua is like a glamorous star, both beautiful and capable.

But in the heart of her husband, Wang Junchen, his wife is not a strong woman, let alone a fashionista or a fitness freak. She is just a little girl who needs protection, fragile and vulnerable.

"Okay, don't cry, come on, I'll wipe it for you, I promise, there will be children, trust me, okay?"

Ye Wanhua let go of her hand, smiled and shook her head.

(End of this chapter)