Beijing Marriage Entanglement

Lu Xingci couldn't bear to connect the chubby boy in the photo with Shen Yu, who was practically a male fox spirit.

The child in the photo has long hair, chubby cheeks, and bright, watery eyes that look like peeled lychees as he looks at the camera.

She was wearing a pink dress with a large bow at her waist.

Although she was very cute, you could tell from the child's expression that she wasn't happy.

Lu Xingci looked at the photo, then turned her head to look at Shen Yu beside her, and then looked at the photo again.

"Are you sure the child in this photo is you? And not your sister or something?"

Shen Yu smiled and nodded affirmatively.

"I'm sure this is me."

"But...this is clearly a girl...did you have a cross-dressing fetish when you were little, and like wearing women's clothes?"

"Hahaha! Mrs. Shen, would you like to see me wear a dress for you?"

Lu Xingci knew he was joking, so he didn't take his words seriously and readily nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then wear it for me."

Half an hour later.

Lu Xingci looked at Shen Yu, who was wearing a sexy black lace slip dress, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She took the photo and walked up to Shen Yu, placing it against his profile for comparison.

She had previously thought Shen Yu was making up stories to amuse her, but now she had to re-examine the child in the photo.

Although they are different in weight and age, they look like they were made from the same mold.

"You weren't lying to me before, is the child in the photo really you?"

Shen Yu nodded generously, "I've said it before, I will never lie to you."

"But the photo shows a girl!"

Shen Yu shook his head. "No, it's a boy. This photo was taken when I was ten years old."

Lu Xingci was even more confused. Although Xiao Jinhe had said many times that she had always wanted a girl, they were not destined to be together.

But even if you really want a girl, you shouldn't raise ten-year-old Shen Yu as a girl!

Seeing the confusion in Lu Xingci's eyes, Shen Yu hugged her from behind and rubbed his chin against her cheek.

When I was ten years old, my mother was pregnant with a baby. It turned out to be a girl, and our whole family was very happy.

Then one day, Xiao Jinglan came to visit her. Not long after, my mother fell down the stairs. When the maid found her, she was lying in a pool of blood. I still can't forget that scene.

Lu Xingci turned his head slightly and noticed that although Shen Yu usually appeared calm and collected even when faced with a major crisis, at this moment, when he mentioned the old story from many years ago, there was a surge of hatred in his deep eyes.

She suddenly remembered what he had said when he first proposed marriage: that he had a grudge against Xiao Jinglan.

Is this what you're referring to?

"And then..."

"Later, my mother miscarried. She couldn't bear the blow and couldn't accept reality. She was mentally unstable for a period of time."

She treated me like her deceased daughter, letting my hair grow long, dressing me in dresses, taking pictures of me, and calling me by my sister's name over and over again.

Lu Xingci raised her hand and gently stroked Shen Yu's cheek, her eyes filled with heartache.

"So you're saying you've had low self-esteem since you were little."

Shen Yu lowered his eyes, the hatred in them lessening and replaced by tenderness.

"Yeah, I was fat during that time, and I wore skirts and had long hair. People my age treated me like an oddball and often bullied me. Song Qinghui was the one who bullied me the most back then."

Lu Xingci was somewhat surprised, after all, the Song family and the Shen family were of vastly different status and strength, and Song Qinghui should have stepped forward at that time.

He was actually the one who bullied the most?

Shen Yu gently stroked her eyebrows and eyes, and smiled faintly.

"That's normal. Back then, I was an outcast. He could only be accepted by the other rich kids if he bullied me hard enough."

Lu Xingci felt a pang of sadness, as if he had eaten an unripe orange, both sour and astringent.

Just hearing it makes you imagine how difficult that period must have been for Shen Yu.

She opened her arms and pulled Shen Yu into her embrace, gently patting his back as if soothing a child.

"It's alright, it's all over now."

At this moment, Shen Yu also shed his daytime armor and nestled into Lu Xingci's gentle embrace.

"Yes, that's all in the past. But I met someone back then, and she was probably the only person who cared about me during that time."

Upon hearing Shen Yu say this, Lu Xingci suddenly had a bad feeling.

Could it be that the person he was talking about is the one Qin Leyao mentioned, Shen Yu's white moonlight?

Thinking about it, it's understandable.

In the dark times when everyone bullied him and saw him as an outsider, it's normal for the person who reached out to him, cared for him, and protected him to leave a deep impression on him.

Lu Xingci should actually be jealous and concerned.

But she also knew very well that Shen Yu's kindness towards her was not an act.

Everyone has an ex.

Didn't she also have a scumbag ex-boyfriend like Song Qinghui?

Therefore, she decided not to dwell on it, and even less to consider whether she was more important in Shen Yu's heart, or whether the white moonlight was more irreplaceable.

She released Shen Yu and gently stroked his cheek with her hand.

Her gentle voice is like melting snow in spring, bringing boundless vitality.

"Have you kept in touch since then?"

Shen Yu raised an eyebrow and spoke with great interest.

"Honey, do you get angry or jealous?"

"Won't."

"Why? Is it because you don't love me?"

Absolutely!

Which woman wouldn't be upset or angry when she hears that her husband has feelings for someone else?

It can only be that they have no feelings for each other, so they don't care or get jealous.

A sense of loss suddenly rose in Shen Yu's heart.

If he had known better, he wouldn't have brought it up. He wouldn't have discovered that she didn't actually care about him, and he could have continued to deceive himself.

But the next second, Lu Xingci tiptoed and kissed Shen Yu's lips.

Although it was just a fleeting kiss, the moment it touched him, it made Shen Yu feel as if spring had melted away the winter snow, bringing him back to life.

His handsome features visibly blossomed, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

"Honey, this seems to be the first time you've kissed me first!"

Lu Xingci ignored his peacock-like display and spoke solemnly.

"I'm not jealous not because I don't love you, but because I understand the grievances and hardships you went through during that time. If you two are still in contact, then I should thank her for reaching out to you at that time, which gave me the opportunity to hug you now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xingci was pulled into Shen Yu's arms and then pressed down on the sofa.

Lu Xingci: "Shen Yu, just talk, what do you mean by touching me like that!"

Shen Yu tore her dress to shreds and lunged at Lu Xingci.

"Wife, this is your punishment."

"punish?"

"Yes, I'm punishing you for being so heartless as to forget!"

As the world spun around him, Lu Xingci stared at the glass chandelier on the ceiling, a thick fog forming in his mind.

In the thick fog, a chubby little girl in a pink princess dress smiled and handed her a lollipop.

"Sister, when I grow up, can I marry you?"