"Alas, what times are these, that people in love still cannot be together for such trivial reasons," Susu said. "So, according to you, they should be grateful for this car accident?"
"Fortune and misfortune are intertwined," Tianyi looked at the two children playing. Hengheng had become much more considerate towards Tiantian and even knew how to help her.
He said in surprise, "It seems Hengheng has grown a bit after spending a few days out with you."
"Of course. If you ask me, next time we should take both of them along and let them experience a tougher life. I guarantee it will knock the pampering out of them," Susu felt that both boys and girls should be trained.
What nonsense was it to say girls should be doted on?
Doted-on girls would grow up to be arrogant and brainless. The former Shu Yan was the best example.
"Next time I have time, I'll take Tiantian, and I'll go with you."
Susu couldn't stand him and poked his chest, saying, "You doting father."
"I'm not just a doting father, I'm also a doting husband," Tianyi readily accepted the title, seeing nothing wrong with it.
They walked hand in hand to join the children.
...
In the blink of an eye, Huangfu Mengyao had been home for over a month and had read every book she could find.
She was also tired of watching television and wanted to go out for a walk.
However, Song Jiaping only allowed her to walk around the community when he accompanied her.
The community wasn't large, and she had grown tired of walking around it. She really wanted to see the outside world.
After dinner, Song Jiaping wanted to take her for a walk downstairs again.
But she refused, pulling him and saying timidly, "Can we go out of the community and stroll on the street? Beyond the community walls, the streets outside are so vibrant..."
"But for you, the outside is too dangerous. Let's wait a while longer," Song Jiaping disagreed.
Huangfu Mengyao pouted and carefully tugged at him, saying, "Take me out tonight, okay?"
"No," Song Jiaping said, then suddenly kissed her cheek.
Huangfu Mengyao's cheeks immediately flushed, and her voice trembled, "Don't, don't do that..."
"Don't you like it?" Song Jiaping's breath brushed her neck like a feather.
"No." Her mind went blank. It wasn't that she didn't want to have something happen with him.
But it was too sudden, and she wasn't ready.
"No what? Or you still don't like me?" Song Jiaping kissed her neck, grabbed her waist, and pulled her down onto the sofa.
Huangfu Mengyao didn't know how to express herself, saying, "It's not that I don't like it, I'm just, just not ready yet..."
"Then you certainly need to prepare," Song Jiaping once again managed to restrain himself, turned on the television with the remote, and said, "You can watch those romance movies on TV again and make the necessary preparations."
Huangfu Mengyao mumbled an "oh" and sat up shyly, staring at the television, but in reality, she wasn't taking anything in.
Song Jiaping sat beside her and said, "We're not going anywhere tonight, we'll just watch TV together."
"Okay." Huangfu Mengyao's heart was still pounding, and she had long forgotten about wanting to go to the street.
...
The next day, her heart had calmed down, and she remembered about going out again.
She didn't mention it to Song Jiaping again. Instead, she took the opportunity when he had to go out on business and secretly slipped away.
Once on the street, she found that it wasn't as dangerous as Song Jiaping had said, and everything seemed new and exciting to her.
She browsed from one shop to another along the street, liking everything and wanting to buy it all.
After buying a few things without even asking the price, she realized she had brought too little money. Seeing some items she still liked, she could only sigh.
She walked to a cake shop and gazed at the dazzling array of delicious and beautiful cakes in the display window, constantly swallowing her saliva.
One cake in particular seemed familiar, as if she had eaten it before.
She really wanted to buy one to eat now, but unfortunately, her pockets were empty. When she got back, she would have to ask Song Jiaping for a phone so she could pay with it.
As she was thinking this, she felt someone suddenly reach out and grab her arm, staring at her and saying, "Mengyao..."
Startled, she quickly pulled away and said loudly, "I don't know you! Don't touch me!"
This was something she had learned from TV, how to attract the attention of people around her when encountering a bad person outside, to get help.
"Mengyao, it's me, your boyfriend. We dated in college, don't you remember!"
Huangfu Mengyao shook her head inexplicably. Seeing that the person was a young man of similar age, with a decent appearance and well-dressed, he didn't seem like the bad guys on TV.
But she really couldn't remember who this person was; she didn't know him at all.
"Impossible, my husband is my boyfriend from college!"
The young man immediately said angrily, "Huangfu Mengyao! You're married! No wonder you suddenly went abroad back then. You betrayed me! Who is that man?"
Saying this, the man grabbed her wrist and tried to pull her.
Song Jiaping found her and quickly seized the young man's hand, twisted it backward, and flipped the man to the ground.
Huangfu Mengyao immediately threw herself into his arms, saying fearfully, "Husband, this man was trying to grab me, it was so scary!"
The man on the ground recognized Song Jiaping. Veins bulged on his forehead, and he glared at him, saying, "It's you. You stole my Mengyao. What are your intentions!"
"Yours? Who is yours!" Song Jiaping shielded Mengyao and sneered, "Just a defeated opponent. What right do you have to be with her!"
The man got up from the ground and punched him.
Song Jiaping stood unmoving and kicked his knee. He immediately knelt on one knee again, in pain and unable to stand up.
"Let's go." Song Jiaping didn't want to entangle with him further and led Huangfu Mengyao away.
Song Jiaping walked with long strides, completely disregarding whether Huangfu Mengyao could keep up. His expression was stern and frightening.
Huangfu Mengyao almost had to run to avoid falling and said, "Don't be angry. I just wanted to come out for a walk, and I didn't expect to actually run into a bad person. I'm sorry, you were right. It really is dangerous outside."
Song Jiaping stopped, turned to look at her, but gripped her wrist tightly and asked, "You really don't remember him?"
Huangfu Mengyao paused and said, "I can't remember. Did I really know him, back in college..."
"He was your classmate in college and persistently pursued you back then. But you never liked him, and he wouldn't give up, so he kept bothering you." Song Jiaping didn't tell her the whole truth.
Huangfu Mengyao smiled and said, "I knew it. Because I like you, how could I like him? He's not as good as you in any way."
The string that had been taut in Song Jiaping's heart finally loosened a bit. He said in a gentler tone, "Let's go home. Don't come out alone again."
His steps slowed considerably.
Seeing that he was no longer so angry, Huangfu Mengyao asked again, "What's the name of this person who bothered me?"