Marrying a powerful man: The third master is wild and untamable

Near the end of the year, there was another heavy snowfall in Yanjing City.

When Shen Xiuwan woke up in the morning, she found that the mud pot on the window sill was frozen solid, and the small tree about a foot high had skinny branches and leaves.

Bai Yuanjing came in from outside, carrying bean juice and steamed buns brought from the street.

He put things on the table: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Xiuwan reached out and touched the branch: "I was wondering if the tree was frozen to death when it was so cold. You see, its leaves have fallen off and the branches have withered. I just touched it a little, and they froze to death. It broke itself.”

Bai Yuanjing looked at the small tree: "This is a white lilac tree. It will lose its leaves in winter. When the ice and snow outside melt, it will sprout again. So people often say that you should not cut down trees in winter because they cannot Make sure those trees that look dead are really dead in the heavy snow.”

"It has dried up like this, can it still sprout and grow again?"

"Not only can it sprout and grow, it can also bloom."

Shen Xiuwan stared at the small tree and couldn't look away for a long time.

She felt like a tree too.

After experiencing a cold winter, it seems that it is almost impossible to get up, and it seems that it is about to rot in the soil.

But Bai Yuanjing said that trees cannot be cut down in winter.

Because those trees that appear to be withered and dead, their root systems hidden in the soil are still full of vitality, and they can come back to life the next spring.

The emotions that had accumulated in Shen Xiuwan's chest these days completely disappeared.

She raised her eyebrows and said, "Dean Bai, thank you."

She is a tree.

Although she lost completely in the smokeless war of love and marriage, she is still alive and well. She still has Shuangshuang, her mother and father, her grandfather's hope and love, and the people who gave birth to her and raised her. home.

These people and objects turned into spring mud, nourishing her roots amidst such suffering and heavy snowfall, allowing her to rediscover herself in a foreign land.

What does it feel like to let go of someone?

Shen Xiuwan didn't know how other women who were frustrated in love felt.

But for her, she no longer tried every means to find out about Jincheng, no longer paid attention to everything related to Jincheng, no longer speculated on the meaning behind his words and deeds, and no longer worried about gains and losses due to his neglect.

She no longer looked forward to stories with him.

No longer expecting miracles in their marriage.

Even if there were no stars at night, she could finally have a good sleep.

If you can accept separation calmly, does it count as letting go?

Bai Yuanjing sat at the table, took two sips of bean juice, and asked, "What are your plans next?"

"I have decided to divorce Jincheng. After that, I want to go home." Shen Xiuwan sat down, "Not back to the Fu family, but back to my own home in the south."

"Go back to the south?" Bai Yuanjing glanced at her, "With all due respect, Mrs. Shen is a very talented and progressive woman. If you want to develop your career, you can stay in Yanjing. This city faces the world. There are more opportunities and faster development. Even if you divorce Jincheng, you can still borrow his resources and connections in Yanjing."

Shen Xiuwan picked up a bun and heard Bai Yuanjing call her a "progressive woman", a relaxed smile appeared on her face for the first time in a long time.

She said softly: "I haven't decided what I will do in the future. Dean Bai, can someone like me develop a career? I don't have Miss Zhou's courage and vision, nor do I have any business experience."

Over the years, she married from the Shen family to the Fu family.

Someone has always taken care of her food and clothing, and she has never thought about making a lot of money.

"Why not?" Bai Yuanjing said seriously, "There are many female businessmen abroad. Now women in our country have begun to become self-reliant. Their business methods are no worse than men." Shen Xiuwan pondered for a moment and said firmly: "I still want to Let’s go home and take a look. Dean Bai, where are my roots? There are still several embroidery girls in the embroidery studio at home. Even if you start from scratch, you have to start from there, right? Besides, my hometown is very close to Shanghai. I heard that Shanghai is developing very well, and Shanghai Bund and Shili Yangchang are very prosperous and suitable for business."

While the two were discussing, a nurse hurried in: "Dean Bai, Mrs. Shen, the third master is here!"

Fu Jincheng held Shuangshuang in one hand and the fruit basket in the other.

"mom!"

Shuangshuang screamed loudly and threw herself into Shen Xiuwan's arms.

The little girl was dressed thickly, like a small rice dumpling wrapped in layers.

Shen Xiuwan kissed her cheek and touched her little hand. She felt relieved when she saw that her hand was warm.

She raised her eyes and looked at Fu Jincheng again.

After all, she was the man she had loved for so many years. Even if she let go of this relationship, the moment she saw him, her heart still beat uncontrollably.

But she was convinced that this throbbing was not due to love.

It's a conditioned reflex formed by my body over the years.

After a moment, she nodded slightly: "Jincheng."

"These days, Shuangshuang has been clamoring to see you." Fu Jincheng's voice was light, "I brought her here when I had free time today. Are you feeling better?"

He put the fruit basket on the table.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed the two breakfasts.

Bai Yuanjing and Shen Xiuwan have breakfast together?

A strange emotion passed through my heart.

But he did not catch the suspicion and discomfort hidden in this emotion in time, and only attributed the two people's breakfast together to the fact that Bai Yuanjing and Shen Xiuwan became friends in their daily interactions.

For him, that's a good thing.

When Shen Xiuwan has a friend, she won't put all her energy on him, and won't be obsessed with why he didn't go home or why he wanted to have an affair with Zhou Cibai.

He glanced at Shen Xiuwan.

The woman sat by the window, with the snow light and winter sun shining on half of her face. After a month or two of nursing, her complexion improved a lot, her skin was as white as jade, as delicate and soft as a newborn baby. She wore The white hospital gown slightly revealed the swan-like shoulder and neck lines.

There was a smile on her lips. Even though she had become a mother, her round cheeks still had a childish look. In terms of appearance alone, Zhou Cibai was like a warm and bright red rose, while Shen Xiuwan was like a clean rose. Distant clouds, she is undoubtedly equally lovable.

Although it was still winter, Fu Jincheng looked at Shen Xiuwan and inexplicably thought of wild lilies in spring.

He asked: "When will you be discharged?"

"Just a day or two." Shen Xiuwan stroked Shuangshuang's face.

She should also go back to Fu Mansion to complete the divorce issue with Jincheng before the Chinese New Year.

Fu Jincheng: "Okay, I happen to have something I want to tell you."

He thought about it.

If Shen Xiuwan insists on refusing to divorce, then he respects her choice and sympathizes with her sadness and loneliness these years. She is still the third mistress of Fu Mansion and can still grow up with Shuangshuang.

As for him, he will live outside with Zhou Cibai.