Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning sat on the bench in front of the bed, dazed with the appraisal report. She seems to have cleared the fog, but she is covered by more mysteries. What is the truth?

She and Wei Jingjing are twins, but her father is not Wei Zhiguo. Even Mrs. Wei doesn't know that she has given birth to twins. Then, where do they come from?

And since she and Wei Jingjing are twins, why would one follow the Wei Zhiguo couple and the other be taken to Britain to hide?

Wei Anning has a headache. She has so many questions in her heart that she has forgotten. The first thing she should care about is how she and Wei Jingjing are twins and how she is Mrs. Wei's daughter?

No wonder when she first met Mrs. Wei, she had a strange feeling in her heart. It was a feeling of blood connection.

But why did Mrs. Wei say that she had no twins?

Leng Youchen slid his wheelchair into the bedroom. The light in the bedroom was very dark without turning on the light. His little woman sat on the bench in front of the bed, a small ball, and her whole body exuded a sense of loneliness and confusion.

He knew that today's appraisal report had dealt her too much blow.

He didn't turn on the light, slowly came to her, sat on the bench in front of the bed, looked at her, "what are you thinking?"

Wei Anning returned to his senses, looked up at Leng Youchen, and answered honestly, "a little confused."

Leng Youchen pulled in his heart and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to hold her in his arms. He put his chin on her head and said painfully: "good, don't think about anything. Let it be, okay?"

Wei Anning buried her head in his chest, and the perplexing smell of hormones lingered on her nose, making her feel a little stable. She closed her eyes and said, "Leng Youchen, if it were you, your world would turn upside down overnight. Can you accept it calmly?"

The man's Phoenix eyes were dark. He looked at the oil painting hanging on the wall. It was a golden wheat field called harvest. It was the only painting that was incompatible with the style of the master bedroom.

But he insisted on hanging there, just because he thought that there would be gains if there was pay.

"Madam, sometimes I'd rather my parents were someone else, so I'd let go of all the unfairness I've got now." The man's voice has a touch of Cangsang.

He was ignored by his father and wantonly hurt by his mother. God knows how much he hoped when he was young. He was just picked up by them, so they don't love him. They have a wish.

There is a kind of comfort, called to hurt easily.

Wei Anning admitted that she was cured by Leng Youchen. "In this way, am I quite lucky?"

Leng Youchen lightly hooked his lips, "don't two more people love you?"

When Wei Anning thought of Mrs. Wei, she had an unspeakable feeling. Suddenly, a pair of biological parents who had always loved her became adoptive parents. No matter how heartless she was, she also needed time to accept it.

What's more, Mrs. Wei doesn't know her existence at all.

"Leng Youchen, I don't want to recognize her for the time being, can I?" Wei Anning looked at him carefully.

Leng Youchen reached out and rubbed her head. "As long as you are happy, I will support you whatever you want to do."

Wei Anning leaned against his chest again. His steady and powerful heartbeat came from his chest and echoed gently in his ears. "Leng Youchen, you said, Wei Jingjing and I are twins. Why did the Wei family only bring her back, but I was taken to England by my parents?"