President's Sweet Wife

"Save, save me!" "Big brother Zi Yan, big brother Zi Yan."

She reached out and cried, as she had when she was eleven, and almost drowned in the pool. At that time, the person who saved her was Feng Ziyan.

In her eyes, there was only him. The moment she fell into the water, she would desperately call out Feng Ziyan's name. Feng Ziyan, who passed by the pond, jumped down and rescued her without even thinking. In reality, the water level was only as high as his waist, so Lu Qingzhou who was afraid of water did not even have the courage to stand up.

He put her down, but she held him, trembling like a leaf in the wind. Glittering tears hung down his face as he hugged his neck and cried loudly. It was also during that time that Feng Ziyan did not push her away. Instead, he pulled her into his embrace and gently caressed her head.

He had a strange feeling in his heart, a feeling that was not so much sympathy as fear, and the moment he saw her struggling in the water, he was so scared that his heart trembled.

"Big brother Zi Yan, save me!"

Lu Qingzhou cried her heart out as she woke up more than half of the wine in Feng Ziyan's mouth.

Lu Qingzhou's clothes were drenched, and he could see her exquisite figure clearly. Fear was written all over her face, and it was hard to tell if her small face was covered with tears or water.

Feng Ziyan's heart trembled, and without hesitation, she pulled her out of the water and hugged her tightly.

"Big brother Zi Yan."

She cried until she was out of breath, her face flushed, the veins on her forehead throbbing.

"Damn."

He cursed under his breath, put her down, removed her clothes, and wrapped a towel tightly around her as he carefully dried her.

Lu Qingzhou was still sobbing, but Feng Ziyan's anger had slowly disappeared. With extreme remorse, he used a gentle voice to coax the little girl: "Alright, don't cry anymore."

It was the first time in three years that she had heard him speak to her so tenderly. The whole night, because of the woman's voice on his phone, because of how he had ignored her, because of how he had cheated, she had shed tears and had nightmares. For a girl who was only eighteen years old, she had endured much more than the others.

Lu QingZhou could no longer hold back the tears welling up in his heart. The eighteen year old Mu Ru Yue was actually just a child. Having been abandoned by her parents since childhood, she had never truly felt the care and warmth of her family. She needed a thick arm as well as gentle care.

"Enough, stop crying."

Feng Ziyan raised her voice. Her impatient tone scared Lu Qingzhou so much that he stopped crying. However, her shoulders did not stop moving. It was just a small sob.

Feng Ziyan opened the closet and helped her change into a new pajamas. Then she used a blow-dryer to help her slowly dry her hair. Her hair was smooth and silky, and her hands felt especially good because she had never dyed it before. It was as smooth as silk, with a dense jet-black color.

Half an hour later, he finally brought her back to being a girl next door. The two of them sat opposite of each other on the bed. Tears continued to flow. He sighed and pushed her long hair behind his ears.

"It's very late, go to sleep."

Feng Ziyan turned off the light, pulled Lu Qingzhou into her embrace and immediately fell onto the bed. Trembling, Lu Qingzhou lay motionless in the crook of his arm. In the darkness, she opened her eyes wide, trying her best to see what was in front of her while crying. Unfortunately, other than the blurry outline of Feng Ziyan in the darkness, she could not see anything.

Lu Qingzhou continuously choked with sobs. The existence of Feng Ziyan made her want to cry, but she did not dare to make a sound. Her uncontrollable sadness made her sound like an injured little animal. Feng Zi Yan gently patted her back, and this kind of fatal comfort made it difficult for Lu Qingzhou to sleep. She did not know what he was thinking, nor did she know if his actions were a kind of guilt or a disguised punishment.

After all, she loved him. If he didn't love her, he could stay as far away from her as he used to, and never be gentle to her again. However, when he came back and lost his temper, he seemed to change his temper, and he cared for her with care, which left her at a loss for words.