Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Jiang Hui had her by her side.

But Wen Kerou had no one by her side.

She must have longed for Fu Zhengting to be with her, but Fu Zhengting didn't like her.

She felt sad whenever she put herself in Wen Kerou's shoes.

She has a strong sense of self-respect and will not take the initiative to like someone, let alone have a crush on someone.

If she finds out that the other person doesn't like her, she will immediately stop liking them.

Even if this man is Fu Zhengting, it's the same.

Clearly, Wen Kerou is completely different from her when it comes to love.

This kind of unrequited love is too bittersweet.

She was curious about what it was like back then, and felt regretful for not being able to see Wen Kerou one last time.

She asked softly, "Did Wen Kerou say anything at the end?"

Fu Zhengting looked up at Mu Tiantian, and that scene vividly appeared in his mind: "She said she would watch over you and me from heaven, and told me... I must be happy."

Why be so tragic?

Why can't she be more carefree and give him up, and go be with someone who loves and cherishes her?

The sadness was like a thick smog, covering his heart and making him feel suffocated.

Mu Tiantian was also saddened, and her eyes welled up with tears.

How much pain must Wen Kerou have felt when she said those words?

She liked Fu Zhengting so much, yet she wished him and her happiness.

She believed that Wen Kerou said those words from the bottom of her heart.

A dying man's words are often good.

She never wanted to think the worst of Wen Kerou.

Not all rivals in love have to fight to the death; rivals can also admire each other.

Respect for the deceased is paramount; she wouldn't be jealous at this time.

Seeing Fu Zhengting lower his head again, he pressed his fingers on his temples even harder.

She grabbed his wrist, took it off, and placed it around her waist, pulling him into her arms, comforting him as he had comforted her before.

"Ah Shen, perhaps this is a relief for Wen Kerou," she murmured as she looked out the car window.

If there is reincarnation, she sincerely hopes that Wen Kerou can meet a reliable and good man who truly loves her, cherishes her, and treats her well in her next life.

Fu Zhengting leaned against Mu Tiantian's chest, and his sad emotions were relieved a little.

His sweetheart is clear-headed and knows right from wrong; instead of getting angry or jealous, she comforted him in this way.

He will also feel sad for Wen Kerou.

He didn't love the wrong girl!

Both the girl who loves him and the girl he loves are wonderful.

This is his good fortune!

If things aren't going well in family relationships, then being happy in romantic relationships is enough.

One cannot have everything.

After finishing talking about Wen Kerou, it was his turn to ask Tian Tian.

"What have you been busy with at the Qin family these past ten days?" He was afraid that leaning on Mu Tiantian for too long would tire her out, so he pulled her into his arms to make her more comfortable.

"I only do three things every day: eat, lie around like a corpse, and watch anime." Mu Tiantian didn't want to stay immersed in the sad atmosphere any longer, so she raised a charming smile as she spoke.

Ling Jieyu, who was driving in front, was still saddened by Wen Kerou's death. When he heard Mu Tiantian's self-deprecating words, he smiled speechlessly.

"You're so comfortable that you've forgotten to contact me."

As Fu Zhengting spoke, his large hand landed on Mu Tiantian's head, pressing her head against his chest with a hint of punishment. Although his tone was somewhat reproachful, his eyes were full of affection.

Mu Tiantian was a little uncomfortable sitting sideways, but since Brother Shen was angry, she had to put up with him.

She wrapped her arms around Fu Zhengting's waist, a gentle embrace that she found adorable and endearing.

Then she looked up at Fu Zhengting with a bright smile and said, "Ah Shen, you have no idea how comfortable it is to live the life of a freeloader."

After a good meal, you can lie on your soft bed and watch your favorite TV series and comics without having to rush to work or worry about making money.

She was so comfortable that she didn't even bother to contact Fu Zhengting.

Thinking to himself, with Uncle Zhong by Fu Zhengting's side, there shouldn't be any problems.

She wouldn't feel so at ease with anyone else.

The relationship between Uncle Zhong and Fu Zhengting is even closer than that between a father and son.

When people are lazy, they don't even bother to use their brains and don't think about anything.

It's okay to be lazy occasionally, but if you develop a habit of laziness, you're doomed.

Fu Zhengting's heart melted at the sight of Mu Tiantian's radiant smile. He lowered his head and touched his forehead to hers. "Is it more comfortable being a freeloader at the Qin family's house, or going back to the villa and sleeping in the same bed with me?"

He lowered his voice on purpose, but Mu Tiantian still felt very ashamed.

Ling Jieyu is still driving; he's not dead.

Ling Jieyu raised an eyebrow, glanced at the rearview mirror, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Fu Zhengting completely ignored him!

If he falls in love with Mu Tiantian, he will definitely feel uncomfortable.

Fortunately, I didn't feel jealous or sour at that moment.

It is wise to nip that budding affection in the bud.

He can change the outcome of the divination if his thoughts change.

He pretended to be blind for the time being, focused on driving, and ignored the two of them.

Even though Ling Jieyu ignored her, Mu Tiantian was still so ashamed that she wanted to ram her head against Fu Zhengting's chest and die.

In broad daylight, what kind of behavior is this?

The atmosphere was so sad one moment, and then it became so ambiguous the next.

She found it strange.

She gently punched Fu Zhengting's shoulder with her small fist, her eyes urging him to let go of her quickly.

Fu Zhengting wouldn't let go, keeping her head pressed against his shoulder.

Having experienced Wen Kerou's death, he understands even more the importance of cherishing those around him.

He hopes his sweetheart can live a healthy life to be a hundred years old.

But the thought that he was 12 years older than Mu Tiantian and might leave this world before her filled him with fear.

He wasn't afraid of dying, but he was afraid that he would leave first, and that without him by her side, Tian Tian would be scared and sad.

We're not even married yet, and we're already thinking about the issue of life and death.

It's that oppressive atmosphere again.

"Sweetie!"

He suddenly shouted.

"Hmm?" Mu Tiantian looked up at Fu Zhengting with curiosity.

"You've really become a round, chubby rice weevil now."

Fu Zhengting stopped thinking about that complicated idea, gently pinched Mu Tiantian's cheek, and then pinched her waist and lower abdomen.

I don't know if it's because the wedding dress is too tight, or if I've actually gained weight.

Mu Tiantian immediately sensed a sense of crisis, pulled away from Fu Zhengting's clutches, moved closer to the car window to create some distance, and turned her face to the side, feigning anger as she said, "You're disgusted with me!"

"Hmm, a little." Fu Zhengting pretended to scan Mu Tiantian down, lying through his teeth.

He likes her no matter if she's fat or thin, as long as she's sweet and healthy.

He liked Sweetie's personality and character more than her outward appearance.