She seed... unable to resist his gentleness.
But deep down, she really did resist.
"I don’t care if I beco a thorn in other people’s eyes, I can protect myself, but what about Xiaocao?"
These were Tang Xiaohua’s concerns.
It sounded like Mr. President’s side should be the safest place in the whole country of G, but the safest place is also the most dangerous place, this old saying is true!
"I can protect him."
Wen Nian stated seriously.
Tang Xiaohua gently tugged at the corner of her mouth and smiled slightly.
"You don’t believe I have the ability to protect him?" Wen Nian, upon seeing her reaction, found it absurd.
"It’s not about lacking the ability, but the energy..."
"Sister... why do I need soone else to protect ?"
Having listened for a while, Tang Xiaocao, who could no longer contain his doubts, blinked at her.
"..."
Tang Xiaohua swallowed, unsure how to explain. To this little guy, no explanation seed quite right... She looked at Wen Nian as if asking for help, knowing he would understand her.
To her surprise, Wen Nian and Tang Xiaocao shared the sa puzzled expression.
This guy... was he playing dumb with her now?
"Which school do you want to send him to?"
Tang Xiaohua changed the subject and asked Wen Nian directly,
"Good noble schools have strong class distinctions, and Xiaocao is just an ordinary child. He doesn’t fit in at a noble school, and if it’s a public or private school, it might not be better than his current one."
"As for whether what happened last night will happen again, I think Xiaocao has learned enough from this lesson."
Regardless of Xilin, it was more comfortable and stable than this den of dragons and tigers.
Besides, how many people were there like Song Xiangqiao, blinded by selfish desires, gambling with their own lives.
"I won’t send him to school."
"What?"
"Before he turns fourteen, I’ll let him study at the President Mansion. There will be the best tutors to teach him."
Tang Xiaohua’s eyes widened, her brows furrowed. Was he really treating Tang Xiaocao as his own child?
"Afterward, he can choose whether to study high school and university abroad or dostically, pursuing what he wishes to learn, doing what he wants to do."
Wen Nian stroked Tang Xiaocao’s head.
The blueprint he laid out filled Tang Xiaocao with longing.
Tang Xiaohua could see that clearly in his eyes, she said softly,
"This kind of favor is only available to the President’s children."
Tang Xiaocao was montarily taken aback; obviously, he didn’t know the beautiful blueprint stemd from what, he just simply coveted it.
"I said, I will treat him as my own child."
Not a brother, but... a child.
Tang Xiaohua was montarily taken aback...
Did he... want a child that much?
Tang Xiaohua pursed her lips, looking at Tang Xiaocao...
But if Tang Xiaocao stayed with Anlin, stayed at the President Mansion, could she still leave?
There were always traps hidden in Wen Nian’s gentleness.
"Xiaocao, go read so books in the study next door, or watch TV in the screening room. I want to talk to your Brother Wen Nian alone."
Tang Xiaocao nodded, got off Wen Nian, walked out, and gently closed the door.
...
"Even if Xiaocao stays here, I’ll return to the Navy Corps."
"...Yes, I know."
But at least your concern is here; you have to co back eventually, maybe once or twice a year.
"Wen Nian, you’re really..."
Before she could finish, he had already stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Tang Xiaohua, and kissed her nose, then took a gentle bite. She lowered her head and shrank back as if to dodge him.
She dodged an inch, he advanced a foot, until he had her backed against the bed.
Tang Xiaocao’s luggage was moved by Wen Nian to the floor.
With nothing in the way, Wen Nian then pressed his whole body onto her.
"It’s heavy."
She murmured.
"Lili..."
"Better you call Xiao Hua, if you keep calling that, in case—"
"I won’t. I will not pass up any opportunity to call your na. Until you’re willing to be Song Lili again."
"..."
Tang Xiaohua’s eyebrows knit together; she whispered, "I don’t want to go back to being Song Lili... I’ve already said that."
"Do you not want to be Song Lili again, or do you not want to be my wife?"
Wen Nian’s question was incredibly sharp.
Back then, when Wen Nian said he wanted a divorce, although she was upset, she was sowhat relieved.
But later, when "Song Lili died," at least her marital status with him ceased to exist.
If "Song Lili" was "resurrected," then... whether that marriage was restored...
Tang Xiaohua was just fine, the na, the background, the identity, all were good, although also a bit disturbed by Wen Nian, but at least she could continue what she wanted to do.
"Wen Nian, do you rember what I told you? Maybe our marriage was the result of whims and impulses from the start. I want to start over with you, starting with Tang Xiaohua. Is that not okay?"
Wen Nian’s eyes darkened, "So... you’re still keeping at arm’s length, even though we are intimate every night?"
"This... How should I put it?"
Maybe it was because of age, thirty-seven-year-old her and just-over-thirty Wen Nian wanted different things at the mont.
She wanted military achievents, ranks, results, personal value, while Wen Nian wanted marriage, children, her...
"We have to respect each other, otherwise... I can’t continue with you."
"Fine. Then don’t beat around the bush with , just answer directly, whether it’s Song Lili or Tang Xiaohua, are you... still my wife?"
Tang Xiaohua locked eyes with him,
"Tang Xiaohua... is not."
"I’m asking about you!"
Wen Nian was sowhat angry!
Just an identity, the first lady of G country, such a glamorous and supre role, yet she shunned it like a viper.
"...I am Tang Xiaohua."
"..."
Wen Nian stared at her, they agreed on a straightforward answer, she was still beating around the bush!
What could Tang Xiaohua do?
She could only speak of the present truth. As for how Wen Nian interpreted it, she really had no control.
Maybe whether they could continue depended on this very point.
"You let hold you, kiss you, and do the intimate things between a man and a woman with you, but refuse to acknowledge our marriage..."
"..."
"Are you sure you’re not being a hooligan?" Wen Nian seriously asked her, not joking in the slightest.
But... Tang Xiaohua didn’t care. Feeling that he could say such a thing, she was sure he had already stepped back. She wrapped her arms around him,
"If two people truly love each other, no matter how far apart they are, they will eventually co together and walk hand in hand."
She gently touched her forehead to his, her eyes twinkling with mirth and longing...
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