A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

Wen Qingyou x Jiang Lingwei (13)

As in the past, they would go to the movies hand in hand on weekends, travel when they were free, and love each other more enthusiastically than ever every night.

The difference was…

Wen Qingyou no longer mentioned marriage.

He also tightly took measures every time.

They were careful not to mention the past anymore and spent a year peacefully and happily.

During this period, Wen Yu and Jiang Yuhe’s Xiao Shi was born.

Then later, Wen Yi’an also succeeded in regaining his ex-wife’s heart. The two renewed their relationship, and Wen Qingyou finally made up for his childhood regrets.

Everyone was complete, except them.

Time slowly moved forward, and another year passed. Wen Yu’s new movie was going to be released, and Xiao Shi unknowingly turned one year old.

That year, Jiang Lingwei went home with her parents for the New Year.

Wen Qingyou also accompanied her back home, but refused Jiang Lingwei when she invited him to the Jiang’s house together for New Year’s Eve.

He gave himself an excuse, “I have an appointment with a friend.”

But Jiang Lingwei knew very well that he just didn’t want to put pressure on her in front of her elders.

He had been like this for several years, calm and thorough, never mentioning half a word related to marriage.

The night of the Lantern Festival, the whole family went back to the Jiang family villa. Xiao Shi was already one year old, lovingly cute. When she saw Jiang Lingwei, she would call her ‘Aunt’, with overflowing innocence.

Jiang Lingwei found that, unknowingly, she was melted by such a voice and liked it from the bottom of her heart.

She wondered if she would ever have such a life.

She started to vomit a week ago, and her period didn’t come.

Over the years she had long since become less playful. She drank less, and her stomach had long since well-nourished. So this time, Jiang Lingwei thought the cause should be something else.

Although they took contraceptives carefully every time, she also knew that the measures were not 100% effective.

Perhaps, there was a slim chance that she was pregnant.

During the Chinese New Year, everyone was beaming with joy. Jiang Lingwei didn’t go to the hospital, thinking about going for a check up after the Lantern Festival.

After the reunion dinner at her parents’ house, Wen Qingyou came to pick her up.

They made an appointment to go to a theme park in the suburbs to see the lanterns.

That night, they walked amidst the colorful lanterns, holding hands, taking pictures, and conveying their expectations for the new year, like most ordinary couples did.

When taking a selfie in front of a lantern, Jiang Lingwei’s nausea struck again, and she subconsciously grasped Wen Qingyou’s hand.

“Qingyou.”

Wen Qingyou saw that her face was pale and immediately held her. “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Lingwei wanted to say something, but probably because she ate some rich food that night, she did not even have time to say the words, then all bent over and vomited.

Wen Qingyou knew that Jiang Lingwei had a stomach problem. The first time he saw her throw up so badly, he did not even think in that direction and immediately sent her to the hospital.

The emergency room at night was quiet, and everyone was immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the Lantern Festival.

The TV in front of a hospital bed was replaying the Lantern Festival party, with stars singing lively songs on stage, while Jiang Lingwei was surrounded by the most peaceful company.

The results of the examination were not yet out. Wen Qingyou bought ginger tea to warm her stomach, and while making it, he said to Jiang Lingwei.

“Did you drink again at home tonight?”

“You always get into trouble when I’m not watching you.”

“Drink this cup of tea first.”

Wen Qingyou blew and took a sip himself to determine the temperature before handing it to her.

Seeing the ginger tea handed to her, Jiang Lingwei suddenly realized what Zhou Ya said at the beginning.

“It’s a very happy feeling to have someone who knows you are hot and cold, accompanies you when you are sick, and has a shoulder you can lean on.”

Jiang Lingwei used to think that she could face all this calmly. Even if she was alone in the hospital right now, it wouldn’t be a big deal.

However, if there was someone who was willing to accompany her, why should she refuse?

They obviously could accompany and rely on each other.

At this moment, Jiang Lingwei probably understood the meaning of love when she began to imagine the picture of growing old with Wen Qingyou, helping each other in happiness and sorrow.

When they first reunited, she actually did not dare to commit to anything easily.

She cared deep inside, but she couldn’t immediately overturn her long-held notion.

Fortunately, Wen Qingyou tolerated her.

He gave her a few years of stress-free time, and it was this long-lasting company that allowed Jiang Lingwei to finally see her heart clearly in the passage of time.

She could and was willing to go on with him forever.

Walk through this lifetime.

She was more certain than ever that he was the right person in her life.

It would be a long walk, but the good thing was, they would be hand in hand.

“Qingyou.” Jiang Lingwei had never looked at Wen Qingyou with such certainty. After a while, she said softly, “Let’s get married.”

“…”

“Just think of it as me proposing.”

Jiang Lingwei took out something that was left by Wen Qingyou on the hotel nightstand.

It was the nail bead that had fallen off her dress.

A small one, but it tied their fate from beginning to end.

That day, Wen Qingyou originally wanted to go to the hotel to say goodbye, completely forget Jiang Lingwei, and try to accept the girl introduced by his family.

But he never expected that he would see her the next day.

The moment she reappeared, everything was bleak, but everything seemed to be beautiful and had new colors.

Wen Qingyou only used those few steps to know that…

He would never get over her in this life.

In the quiet ward, Jiang Lingwei put the bead in Wen Qingyou’s palm, and said in a smiling voice.

“I want to marry you. Will you marry me?”

…….

In December of the same year, Jiang Lingwei gave birth to a lovely boy.

The wedding was festive, and their child was their flower boy, sitting haplessly on a stroller and giving his parents the ring that would set their love for life in stone.

One night, years later, Jiang Lingwei lay in Wen Qingyou’s arms and asked him.

“That year in your office downstairs, if you did not look back at me, would we have just missed each other?”

But what Jiang Lingwei didn’t know was…

As early as that farewell in the bar, Wen Qingyou had turned around to wait for her.

After that, no matter how long it took for them to meet again, he would still do the same as in the beginning.

As long as she was still in the same place.

They would never be separated.

‘I climbed over the mountains,

You are the only scenery.

I love you, I can never contain myself.’