The atmosphere in the cramped bedroom was extremely tense.

Lin Wanrou stared intently at Lin Yuan, her eyes filled with doubt and confusion.

Suppressing her shock, she asked the most crucial question.

"Then explain to me when you learned programming?"

"This kind of cutting-edge underlying architecture technology can't be learned just by watching a movie. Where did you learn it from?"

She just couldn't understand this problem.

Lin Yuan had already prepared his speech in his mind, and his face showed no sign of panic. His tone was calm and composed.

"I've always been able to, it's just that I haven't had the right opportunity to show it all these years."

A single, casual remark silenced most of the doubts.

But Lin Wanrou didn't believe it at all and immediately frowned and retorted.

"impossible!"

"I've spent so much time with you, how could I not understand you?"

"You're on the computer all day, either playing games or watching random videos from the internet. Where do you find the time or the opportunity to learn advanced programming?"

As she spoke, a faint blush involuntarily rose to Lin Wanrou's cheeks.

I recall the occasional late-night encounters, the scenes of which were both awkward and embarrassing.

She always thought that Lin Yuan was wasting his time and indulging in fun while sitting in front of the computer.

I never imagined he was secretly studying.

Seeing her blushing and embarrassed expression, Lin Yuan understood.

He lowered his eyes and deliberately pretended to be full of grievances and had been enduring them for many years.

He looked up at Lin Wanrou again, his tone tinged with helplessness and melancholy.

"Sister Wanrou, ask yourself honestly, do you really understand me?"

"You only see my side when I play games, seemingly giving up."

Have you ever seen me secretly reading, coding, or studying technology late at night?

"I have been working hard silently and improving myself quietly, and I have never slacked off."

"But you've never looked at me seriously, never tried to understand my heart."

Lin Yuan's voice gradually lowered, carrying a perfectly measured hint of grievance.

"In the past few years, in your eyes, I have always been a mediocre, incompetent, good-for-nothing who just drifts through life."

"You only focus on my shortcomings and deny all my efforts."

"Don't even talk about understanding me, you've never even... fulfilled your responsibilities as a wife."

The words fell.

The bedroom fell silent instantly.

Lin Wanrou froze on the spot, speechless for a moment.

The doubt and assertiveness on his face gradually faded, replaced by guilt and remorse.

Yes.

She never truly understood Lin Yuan.

I've always viewed him with preconceived notions, assuming he's a failure.

She never cared about his preferences, never inquired about his past, and never discovered his hidden talent.

Despite spending so many years together, seemingly inseparable, we are actually like strangers.

Lin Wanrou looked at the man in front of her who was feigning grievance, his eyes hiding a deep meaning.

The doubts in my heart gradually faded, replaced by a deep sense of complexity and guilt.

Could it be... that she really has been wrong about him all along?

Lin Yuan took in the guilt and hesitation on Lin Wanrou's face.

He was overjoyed and secretly laughed with smug satisfaction.

You think you can mess with me?

Just a few words are enough to make you start to doubt yourself.

On the surface, he showed no sign of pride, but instead portrayed his grievances and loneliness to the fullest.

Strike while the iron is hot and continue to persuade them.

"Take the time we had that argument last time."

"You assume I went to Tiger's house to fool around, and that I was out playing cards and messing around, not doing anything productive."

Lin Yuan's tone was filled with deep disappointment, and his eyes were filled with bitterness.

"I didn't argue with you at all from beginning to end, but you didn't give me a chance to explain."

"You have no idea, I went to see Brother Tiger not to play cards for fun at all."

"Tiger looks ordinary, but he is actually a hidden tech genius with extremely strong abilities in programming architecture and low-level development."

"I went there specifically to ask him for technical advice and to hone my skills!"

"I've been quietly improving myself, hoping to achieve something soon so that you'll change your opinion of me and make things easier for this family."

"But what about you?"

Lin Yuan shook his head slightly, his tone full of helplessness and heartache.

"Without asking any questions or listening to any of my explanations, they immediately concluded that I was hopeless and threatened to divorce me."

"Regardless of right or wrong, they completely negate all my silent efforts."

At this point, he deliberately lowered his eyes, revealing a pained expression of utter exhaustion and extreme disappointment.

"To be honest, at that moment, I was really disappointed in you."

The small bedroom was completely silent.

Every word struck Lin Wanrou's heart like a heavy blow.

She was completely stunned, her body stiffening slightly.

The memory of what happened last time instantly flashed through my mind.

She was exhausted after get off work that day. When she saw Lin Yuan coming out of Tiger's apartment complex, she instinctively thought he was going to play cards.

She ignored everything and engaged in a cold war with Lin Yuan.

She even brought up divorce directly, her attitude resolute and indifferent.

She never imagined that the truth would be so different from what she had imagined.

What she perceived as a waste of time and leisure was actually the opportunity for him to secretly work hard and make progress.

In an instant, guilt and bitterness welled up in my heart.

It turns out that all this time, she's been the one in the wrong.

She viewed people with prejudice, she never trusted her husband, and she personally erased all his silent sacrifices.

Looking at Lin Yuan, whose face was full of pain and despair.

Lin Wanrou's heart was completely in turmoil and completely softened.

Most of the previous doubts, questions, and misunderstandings have now dissipated.

All that remained was self-blame and regret.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

A cunning smile lurked in Lin Yuan's eyes, but his face was filled with desolation and pain.

Every word of her grievance weighed heavily on Lin Wanrou's heart.

She stood there, her heart aching and her throat tightening slightly.

Looking back on these three years of married life.

She always looked down on him and viewed Lin Yuan with prejudice.

I think he's mediocre, lazy, and unambitious.

She felt that she had been taken advantage of by marrying down, and that the marriage had wronged her.

But it wasn't until tonight that she finally saw things clearly.

She was too subjective and arbitrary; she never truly understood Lin Yuan.

He's not hopeless.

He was just patiently enduring and secretly working hard.

It was her who never gave him a single moment of trust or a chance to explain.

Long-standing prejudices, misunderstandings, and denials all weighed on Lin Yuan.

Anyone would be heartbroken in that situation.

Lin Wanrou's tense shoulders slowly relaxed.

He completely abandoned his haughty attitude, and spoke softly, with obvious guilt and apology.

"I'm sorry, Lin Yuan."

This was the first time she had taken the initiative to apologize to Lin Yuan since they got married.

His tone was sincere, without the slightest hint of perfunctoriness.

"What happened before was my fault."

"I was too arrogant, I viewed you with prejudice, and I never tried to believe you or understand you."

"Every time we argue, I only care about my own emotions and won't listen to your explanations."

"I was too willful and too stubborn."

At this point, Lin Wanrou lowered her head slightly, her eyes filled with self-reproach.

"I acted impulsively when I got divorced last time."

"I didn't know you'd been working so hard in secret, I didn't know you had such amazing skills."

"All the misunderstandings are my fault."

Looking at her gentle expression, head bowed in remorse and full of guilt.

Lin Yuan was secretly delighted.

Stable.

This psychological warfare tactic was executed flawlessly.

On the surface, he remained calm and composed as he looked at her.

Lin Wanrou raised her head and looked at him with a complicated expression.

There was guilt, remorse, and a hint of inexplicable curiosity and change of heart.

Lin Yuan tonight has overturned all her understanding.

Mediocrity is a facade; forbearance is the true nature.

This man was far more profound and outstanding than she had imagined.

"Lin Yuan, I... I'm sorry for what I did to you before."

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