morbidly addicted

Li Jingman is earnestly making a wish.

Even she didn't remember it herself, this was the third time she made a wish in front of Fu Jingxing.

The first time was her birthday, and Fu Jingxing helped her celebrate it, but the wish she made was to meet the person who gave her pistachios.

She had never liked anyone, so she didn't even know herself. At that time, she had some unusual affection for Xia Luoshu who had been silently caring for her for several years and never showed her face.

So she rejected Fu Jingxing time and time again at first, never thinking that there would be even the slightest chance of being with him.

The second time I made a wish was at their wedding.

Fu Jingxing was eager to get her home, so the wedding was held hastily, except for the two, there was only one church and one pastor.

After witnessing the oath of the two, the pastor said that both parties can pray for each other and this marriage.

It is unknown what wish Fu Jingxing made at that time.

Li Jingman's wish at the time was that she hoped that Fu Jingxing would get tired of her as soon as possible and end this painful marriage.

But these, she does not remember.

She doesn't remember the helplessness of being oppressed by the powerful when she was a student, nor does she remember the sadness of being coerced by the handle when she first got married.

So this time her wish is very simple, she hopes Qianqian can grow up safely and happily.

With three wishes, Li Jingman completed the role change from a girl to a wife to a mother.

With a firm and irresistible attitude, Fu Jingxing abruptly rewrote her life, creating her helpless transformation time after time.

Fu Jingxing's step of forcing her to have a child was actually half right.

He taught piousness very well, so even if he knew how the child was born, Li Jingman could not be cruel enough to treat this child indifferently.

……

After quietly making his wish, Li Jingman realized that there were three girls from other countries around him.

They all dressed up in fashion and sexy, all in suspenders and shorts... no underwear, showing off their figure curves majestically.

The three of them were very excited and formed a circle with Fu Jingxing in the middle. Li Jingman heard the words coffee and red wine.

It seems that they want to invite Fu Jingxing on a date.

She silently glanced at Fu Jingxing again. He didn't know when, and he regained the gentle and smiling mask in China. At this time, the way he talked softly to others was suave and charming.

It really doesn't look like a good thing to keep at home.

She was a little curious about how he would deal with such a situation, so she took two steps in their direction.

Only then did he realize that Fu Jingxing was talking about wives, children, marriage, and other words.

It seems that he chose to refuse.

Not long after, the three girls also left with regret on their faces.

Fu Jingxing turned his head and saw Li Jingman standing beside him with a calm expression on his face, neither happy nor angry.

"What wish?"

"It doesn't work to say it."

"Take you to the church to ring the bell again?"

"Okay."

"Is there anything you want to ask me?"

"What's for dinner tonight?"

"..."

Fu Jingxing held her hand silently, clasped his fingers tightly with her, looked down at her expressionless face, and sighed slightly in his heart.

He deliberately chatted with the three girls for a while, just to see if she would react with jealousy.

Now it seems that she either trusts him too much, or doesn't care about him.

He chose to believe that it was the former, although even he himself knew it was a bit far-fetched.

The two played outside for a while, and returned to the manor after dinner.

This time Li Jingman had time to admire the living room here.

The two-storey single-family villa is decorated in a casual and retro style. At first glance, it is not Fu Jingxing's aesthetics, it should belong to his grandfather.

There are many pictures hanging on the walls of the living room.

There are old people, young people, and a group photo of the two. The old man is holding the young man's shoulders, and they seem to have a good relationship.

Between the eyebrows of the two of them, there are some similarities with Fu Jingxing.

Li Jingman guessed that it should be Fu Jingxing's grandfather and father.

Fu Jingxing went back to his room and changed his clothes before coming out. It should be the clothes he left here before, and the style was different from that after he returned to China.

Li Jingman mostly sees him wearing shirts, but rarely sees him wearing T-shirts, which are not ordinary T-shirts, but rather punk and rebellious.

The exquisite and beautiful Fu Jingxing, under such a suit of clothes, abruptly changed from a peach blossom spirit to a vixen spirit. He was also restless in the room, but now he was a little more wild.

Li Jingman subconsciously took a second look.

Due to the stereotype, it was hard for her to imagine that Fu Jingxing, who was always in a suit and leather shoes, was a sophomore in foreign countries when he was young.

"looking at what?"

Fu Jingxing walked to her side naturally, and looked at the photos on the wall with her.

"Are they your family?"

"Well, my grandpa and my uncle."

"Your uncle?"

"Yes, he died earlier."

Fu Jingxing's tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Grandpa used to be a diplomat with many achievements. Many countries were afraid of him, so they tied up my father and my uncle, trying to force him to submit.

My father was quick-witted and escaped by himself, but my uncle was not so lucky, he was brutally killed.

This is the regret of my grandfather's life. "

Fu Jingxing stared at the photo, his eyes were dark and cold.

What he didn't say was that his father later went into business and made the business wealthy, but his grandfather refused to meet his son again because he refused to forgive him.

As for why he refused to forgive, Fu Jingxing himself could guess a thing or two.

Li Jingman looked at the photo a few more times.

The old man has a tall and straight figure, and his brow bones are straight. Even when he is old, he can still see his toughness.

The young man is about twenty-five or sixteen years old, his expression and brows are softer, he is a very gentle man.

look...

She suddenly looked at Fu Jingxing thoughtfully.

"You are still very similar to your uncle in some ways."

Fu Jingxing was startled, and gave her a strange look.

"Where is it like?"

Li Jingman said: "Expression. When your uncle smiles, his lips and the corners of his eyes are slightly raised."

The difference is that his uncle doesn't have such attractive peach blossom eyes, and looks much more peaceful than Fu Jingxing.

Fu Jingxing raised the corners of his lips, hugged Li Jingman's waist, and put his chin on her shoulder.

"You observe me so carefully?"

Li Jingman pushed him away, and looked at the photo frame on the other wall.

"Always face to face, of course we will look carefully."

Unexpectedly, the other side seemed to be Fu Jingxing's own personal photography exhibition.

The villa was very big, and she walked slowly over to find that the photos on the other wall were all of Fu Jingxing, Fu Jingxing of all ages.

From childhood to adulthood, from rebellious to more rebellious.

Li Jingman silently looked over one by one, and finally realized that when he was a child, he was really a middle school student.

Fu Jingxing's eyebrows and eyes are really beautiful, but they never make people feel feminine.

Because in every one of his photos, there is a strange aura that only Lao Tzu is the only one who respects the heavens and the earth.

Li Jingman: "..."

She suddenly remembered that when she was studying in the past, the bad boy who would hold a cigarette at the school gate and hold a bouquet of roses to block her.

Could it be that Fu Jingxing also looked like that when he was studying?She thought about the immature him blocking the little girl at the school gate like a hooligan. Knowing that it was impossible, she still couldn't help being amused by her fantasy.