The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

Early the next morning.

When Yu Lian opened her eyes, it was only five o'clock, and it wasn't even dawn yet. But there was no one beside her, and the bedside was cold. She hurriedly went downstairs to look for her, and luckily, the person was sitting in the living room. She didn't know when the person had come downstairs, and was only wearing a thin undergarment.

"He Lin?"

Hearing his wife's voice, He Lin looked up and said, "I was hungry and couldn't sleep, so I went downstairs and cooked a bowl of noodles."

Yu Lian walked closer and saw a bowl of noodle soup on the table in front of her.

"alright?"

He Lin shook his head uncertainly, rubbing his temples as he recalled everything that had happened yesterday, only remembering that it must have been very chaotic.

What's wrong with me?

It seems they've forgotten everything that happened yesterday.

"Do you remember when you went to meet Qin Yuan and go home?"

He Lin remembered this very clearly: "Yes, I remember. I also remember you telling me that we were going to play in the mountains in the suburbs tomorrow."

Hearing this, Yu Lian finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, it wasn't the worst outcome; it seems she wasn't foolish after all, which is good.

"You scared me to death! You had no idea that Mom and Dad were already planning to find me a new partner."

Yu Lian said this to see his reaction, but unexpectedly, He Lin's face showed a different meaning.

"He Lin, why aren't you saying anything? Have you gone mad again?"

He stood up and said seriously, "Was marrying me the biggest mistake of your life?"

Without even a second thought, this guy in front of me is either mentally unstable because he feels like he's survived a disaster and is sharing his insights with me, or he dreamed about something related while he was unconscious.

"Not really."

He Lin didn't stop there: "Do you regret marrying me? I know I'm not good enough for you. I did a lot of things to hurt you before, leaving you alone in the villa, making you carry my child for ten months, and even when we did spend time together, I was indifferent to you..."

Yu Lian instinctively reached out and covered his mouth as he spoke so intimately. She took a deep breath and slowly reasoned with him.

"Did you have a bad dream? I'm right here in front of you, aren't I? Don't overthink it. You just woke up and need to rest. We can talk about this again when you're fully recovered. If you still have concerns about this, okay?"

"I've thought this through very clearly. It's not because I'm sick that I'm affected. Yu Lian, I'm serious." He Lin's tone was different from usual, more solemn.

"He Lin, can you tell me what you dreamed about while you were unconscious?"

At this, He Lin took a half step back. In his understanding, such a thing was impossible, but using his existing knowledge, the only explanation was that it was a dream.

"Don't panic, take a deep breath. Aren't you aware your hands are shaking?"

Regardless of the cause, in Yu Lian's eyes, He Lin's current situation was very serious—he had gone from someone who was not swayed by emotions to someone who couldn't even hide his innermost thoughts. She helped him sit down, her hand tightly gripped by He Lin.

"Please tell me the truth, okay?"

Yu Lian used almost all her patience and gentleness to deal with the currently uneasy He Lin. Looking at her lover, with whom she had weathered many storms to reach this point, He Lin wondered if she would believe his absurd claims. But if she didn't believe him, then there was no one in this world she could trust.

"I know you might find it hard to believe, but I still want to say that this is not a dream; I really experienced it firsthand..."

He Lin recounted his story in detail, and Yu Lian never interrupted him. This reminded her of how it all began—because of that dream, she had been able to get to where she was today.

"I believe you, and I'm not just saying this to comfort you. The night before the incident at home, I dreamt that our house was ransacked, and I also dreamt about your future—in short, that I wasn't in your future. That's one of the reasons I've never accepted you..."

One sentence made He Lin suddenly understand. The cause and effect were tightly intertwined with logic, and with Yu Lian's explanation, He Lin finally understood her retreat over the years.

"So, do you think I'm confused, or am I really?"

"What do you think? If you're serious, then it's true. But if it's true, you should have a scar on your stomach, don't you think?"

He Lin immediately lifted his shirt – nothing. There was nothing there. He looked apologetically at Yu Lian, who had been anxiously concerned about him.

"I'm sorry. But regardless of whether what we experienced is real or not, thank you for staying by my side. I love you. I'm not talking to you because I feel guilty; I don't know how to be with you. I treated you very badly when we first got married, but when I fell in love with you, I didn't look into the root cause and kept pushing you... I don't know whether to apologize or what to say; none of this can make up for the hurt I caused you..."

With the man's arms wrapped around her neck, Yu Lian felt a little breathless. However, the situation was special today, so she silently endured it. It didn't matter if the man felt a little guilty; it would be strange if she told He Lin now that she completely agreed with his actions back then—it would be cringe-worthy if he had been enthusiastic and normal towards her back then. Their relationship back then could be described as "enemies," and He Lin couldn't help but view his past self from his current perspective.

During the few minutes He Lin held her, Yu Lian recalled what he had just said. She actually believed it was true; after all, she had indeed experienced what he described when she was a child, something no one in her family knew about, let alone told him. Having experienced things like precognitive dreams and spatial abilities—things that would seem unbelievable to most people—He Lin's story didn't seem so hard to accept anymore.

She spent the whole morning comforting the depressed He Lin, finally helping him regain some of his former confidence. However, this incident did directly change the way He Lin interacted with her. After a few days of adjustment, Yu Lian realized one thing—she was the only beneficiary in this situation, but she didn't blindly accept it. She wanted to guide He Lin slowly so that he wouldn't believe there was any possibility of inequality between them. Now, He Lin felt he was wrong, felt guilty and needed to make amends, and always habitually lowered himself in their interactions, becoming somewhat humble. This made Yu Lian feel like she was some kind of heinous villain. But even after explaining, He Lin wouldn't listen—if he had truly submitted to her and lived with her, she wouldn't have been able to act freely and do what she wanted. One day he wanted to strangle her, but just because they had a marriage certificate, he turned into a devoted and loving husband. Wasn't that even more terrifying than being ignored? Unfortunately, He Lin just wouldn't listen.

Fortunately, aside from his stubbornness about this matter, his physical recovery was quite good. He returned to his previous work routine within two days of being discharged. The only change was that He Lin reduced his work hours, spending all his time with her. Whether busy or not, he always had to be there, watching over her—not with controlling surveillance, but more like an anxious fear of being abandoned. From that day on, He Lin smiled even less. Occasionally, when Yu Lian brought it up jokingly, he would smile along, but it was clearly forced. These things couldn't be rushed. Yu Lian didn't want things to happen overnight; she wanted him to slowly accept that everything he had experienced was a dream, so she wouldn't put too much pressure on herself.

Off-get off work time.

"Sister Nian, shall I take you?"

"No need, I'm exercising today, I'll walk back." Xu Tian glanced behind the boss and immediately understood. "Then be careful on the road, I'll be going now."

After seeing Xiao Xu off, Yu Lian looked behind her and said, "Let's go, what are you standing there for?"

He Lin caught up with her in two strides, and the two walked one after the other along the road. After walking for a long time, He Lin finally spoke: "Are we walking back today?"

"Hmm... I'm halfway there, waiting for someone."

"Who?"

As they were talking, "The Answer" walked towards them. An'an, carrying her schoolbag, walked across the street.

"An'an? I remember his school isn't around here."

"I remember the last time An'an woke up from a nightmare, it was similar to yours. You two, how about I, as her mother and daughter-in-law, organize a meeting today?"

She said this jokingly, but she genuinely hoped the two could have a proper talk. Perhaps An'an could enlighten this "good-for-nothing" father. He Ning'an, who was "entrusted with an important task," was actually very unwilling, but since his mother had used the word "beg," he softened and agreed.

"Alright, you two chat, I'll go ahead and clear the way." She actually walked quickly forward to give the father and son some space. Yu Lian walked a short distance but remained within their sight; they could still hear her last words before she left.

For a moment, no one spoke. Seeing that the atmosphere couldn't continue like this, and that she wouldn't be able to complete the task her mother had given her, He Ning'an compromised and spoke up: "Can't you be normal, like before? Isn't my mom busy enough with work? Does she have to worry about everyone in the family before she's satisfied? I don't see any love for her; you just love yourself. Don't pretend to be so noble in front of my mom; only she would believe you."

He Lin didn't want to refute what was said earlier, but when it came to his love for Yu Lian, he felt he could claim to be number one.

"I love you, Mom."

"I didn't realize. At this hour every day, a normal person just wants to rest and relax, but she has to worry about your mental health. Do you love her or are you a burden to her? You can't give her the happy life she deserves. You have no idea how much easier her life would be without you!"

He Ning'an hit the nail on the head, plunging the usually at odds father and son into a brief silence. He Lin was truly imagining how easy her life would be without him and without the He family.

"I really haven't been a good husband, your mother all these years..."

As he spoke, He Ning'an heard his father's voice choke with emotion, which startled him. After a few seconds, he changed his words, saying, "Alright, it's not too late to make amends now. Even if you only live to be sixty, you've only lived half your life. You still have half your time to make amends and correct your mistakes. Even if you're gone, my mother still has me and my younger siblings for the remaining forty or fifty years. So don't think too far ahead; use your remaining time practically."

He Ning'an had never seen his father so dejected; he knew something must have happened. His innate compassion for the weak allowed him to temporarily set aside his estrangement. Perhaps one day in the future, they could have a normal father-son relationship…

"Mom, we agreed on this, why did you make me do it? Shouldn't you have asked another friend or elder?"

Yu Lian said truthfully, "Because everyone else has some affection for your father, but only you spare no effort to hurt him and wake him up. How can this not be considered loving him deeply and being strict with him? Thank you, An'an!"

He Ning'an distanced herself from her mother slightly, saying with a hint of disdain, "Mom, this is too mushy."

"Do you dislike your mother?"

"He dares!"

Two words came from behind, causing the mother and son to exchange a glance. The tone of those two words made them understand at the same time—the He Lin from before had returned.

He Ning'an shrugged: "I wouldn't dare. My younger siblings are waiting. We're going to the old house for dinner today; all the elders are there. You two should hurry up!"

Naturally, the couple, as if by unspoken agreement, took each other's hands and walked behind their son. Yu Lian reminded An An ahead to watch out for the road, while He Lin turned his head and looked tenderly at Yu Lian beside him. His throat tightened with emotion, and he couldn't speak, but his love poured continuously onto her through his gaze.

He loves her; no words are needed.