Sweet crazy!The cold lawyer Song married at an early age

Chapter 437 A Happy Home in the Future
Suppressing her urge to vomit, Shen Wanyi turned her head away and pushed the sausage further away, saying, "Take it further away..."

She took a sip of water and felt a little better, but her face was still pale.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Song Shichen put the sausage back in the bag, reached out and touched her forehead; she didn't have a fever.

The woman's pale face lacked any rosy hue, and the color in her lips had faded, giving her a sickly pallor.

Shen Wanyi leaned weakly on Song Shichen's shoulder, her voice barely audible, "I feel unwell, like I'm going to vomit..."

She couldn't understand why she, who had always been in good health and rarely got sick, would suddenly feel nauseous.

"Sit still, I'll go get the car and we'll go to the hospital." Song Shichen patted her head and was about to get up.

Shen Wanyi weakly clung to his clothes, trying to stop him from leaving. "It's okay, I was probably too excited just now and haven't recovered yet. I'll be fine after resting for a while..."

Song Shichen took her slightly cool hand, his brows furrowed deeply, and a hint of heartache appeared in his eyes. "Are you really alright? Don't force yourself, you should go to the hospital to get checked out."

"It's alright, I'm a doctor, I know my own body." Shen Wanyi quickly forced a smile.

"Even doctors can't take care of themselves." Song Shichen reluctantly conceded, reaching out to pull her into his arms and gently rubbing her reddened eyes with his fingertips.

Shen Wanyi muttered, "Isn't there you? I still have you." She reached out and pulled him to sit down. She leaned on his shoulder, watching people come and go, and listening to the sounds around her.

She suddenly lowered her head, her gaze wandering ahead, as if she had too many worries on her mind.

“I’ve never been to an amusement park when I was a child. I really wanted to wait until I had money to experience all the rides. The first time I came was when I was working part-time in college. I no longer had the desire to play…” It would be a lie to say that I wasn’t envious. I also thought that my parents would take me to the amusement park on weekends, even if it was just once. But I always refused with different reasons, and I never wanted to again.

Song Shichen felt a pang of pain in his heart, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his chest. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "We'll come here often in the future."

He rarely heard Shen Wanyi talk about her family; there were reasons why she didn't want to talk about it.

Shen Wanyi suddenly felt a little sad, "It's all in the past. I'm doing very well now. I have a stable job, and I have you, and I have Tuanzi..."

"We will have a happy home in the future." Song Shichen stroked her hair again and again, kissing her forehead with a soothing tone.

The word "happiness" gently landed on Shen Wanyi's heavy heart. She still felt that everything in front of her was like a dream. Could she really be happy?
Her family of origin was not good. Although they didn't have to argue about financial issues, they argued about trivial matters all the time and things got out of control.

She vividly remembers the worst incident: her parents were arguing fiercely, and her mother, in a fit of anger, ran to the roof and nearly jumped off. She and her younger brother witnessed everything.

At that time, she thought, since they were unhappy together, why not get a divorce and give each other a break instead of torturing each other?

Now that Song Shichen says he wants to give her a happy home, it's not that she doesn't trust him, it's just that she doesn't trust herself. She's afraid she'll repeat the same mistakes.

Shen Wanyi stared blankly ahead, "What if we won't be happy?"

There are too many uncertainties, and she cannot make a decision based on just one sentence.

"A happy family is built by two people. I will give you a satisfactory answer to this test."