Chapter 1049: Chapter 92: Scattered Sparks, Only True Love Must Not Be Betrayed

Every night before going to bed, He would put on his "pantsu," put on his pajamas, button them up, tighten the belt, tuck himself tightly under the quilt, and only then dare to look around once, confirm there were no video cameras or cameras, and finally choose to fall asleep.

But when He woke up, His pretty toes would be painted with nail polish, His whole head would be stuck full of little braids with pink butterfly bows, and He’d be hugging Winnie the Pooh, lips puckered in a kiss as He slept!

And once again, all of it ended up caught on camera.

Because of this, He had to get up half an hour earlier every day for work, because without that extra half hour, He had absolutely no time to clean up all these traces!!!

Ahhhhh!

Why are women’s lipstick, mascara, and eyeliner so hard to wash off!

Yu Yuanshen’s desperate and absurd married life unfolded bit by bit in these daily scenes.

So...

From that time on, after talking things through with Feng Yuning and the two of them deciding to really start living together—

Most of the time, Yu Yuanshen felt Feng Yuning was quite adorable. When she wasn’t fooling around, they counted as very compatible life partners. Basically, whatever He wanted to do, She would support Him unconditionally. When He was quiet, or occasionally turned His head to the side, He could also see Feng Yuning’s slightly shy, blushing cheeks.

He kept all these little bits and pieces in His heart, and He did quite like them. Having experienced betrayal, He understood how hard marriage was.

But that heavy word, "love"...

Yu Yuanshen had never managed it, and Feng Yuning could feel that too.

In fact, She knew what Yu Yuanshen liked and didn’t like, and how to adjust to His life in order to gain a certain kind of respect.

But maybe because her parents’ mutually respectful, distant way of living had influenced her too deeply since she was young. Although she couldn’t quite put her finger on what exactly was wrong in her parents’ marriage, looking at that kind of life—respectful on the surface but without love—she found it terrifying.

Even seeing that, after so many years, her dad still had feelings for that woman from his past, she felt that kind of life was terrifying down to the bone.

After meeting Su Xin, her mother’s occasional style of dressing, the way she did her makeup, the things she liked—things she’d never understood before—all suddenly had an explanation. She knew that kind of stubborn imitation and clinging on had no meaning.

So, She resolutely chose to be herself.

On some things, even if She clearly knew She might make Yu Yuanshen unhappy, staying in a marriage like her mother—always holding up a posture that wasn’t really her true self—even if She did everything "right," what would it change?

Besides, differences in values would show sooner or later. There would always come a time when She did something "wrong."

For a woman, the most perfect kind of marriage is one with love.

What She wanted had always been very clear. She showed her most genuine self. Whether Yu Yuanshen would fall in love with her or not—that was His business. What She could do was like Him, stubbornly like Him, and hope that one day She could see Yu Yuanshen finally turn back and look at her.

If that day ever came, She would be moved to tears and thank the heavens.

...

There was no doubt that Feng Yuning was brave.

Was all of this fair to Feng Yuning?

Perhaps it was very unfair. But when it comes to feelings, there’s no such thing as "fair" or "unfair." To outsiders, no matter how incomprehensible a love looks, as long as it’s Zhou Yu hitting Huang Gai—one willing to hit, one willing to take it—then that’s enough.

Only as time went by, She inevitably felt a bit of disappointment.

Time passed quickly, along with her belly getting bigger day by day.

Eventually, the due date was near.

In the blink of an eye, it was already September in Rong City.

That day, outside in Rong City, a harsh, icy rain was crackling down.

The soaked, dripping weather seemed to mirror the equally drenched and bedraggled mood of the Fengs and the Yus at that moment.

Feng Yuning was going into labor!

It wasn’t even her due date yet. The sudden premature rupture of membranes, plus her cervix still not dilating, pushed that anxious, clammy mood up several notches.

The delivery ward was already crowded that day.

Then the ambulance arrived in all that chaos, bringing her in with a bit of bleeding, and both families’ hearts were grabbed tight in one instant.

Qiu Zhixuan was about to explode. Seeing how other people’s deliveries all seemed fine, yet when it came to both of Li Zhi’s children, nothing went smoothly—if it weren’t for how inappropriate it would sound—

She really wanted to ask if this was the retribution from Li Zhi’s sins, all being borne by her two kids!

But at this moment, it wasn’t her place to speak.

Feng Yuning had no strength left. The sharp pain in her belly, the loss of amniotic fluid—She had only wanted to happily give Yu Yuanshen a child, but this sudden turn of events made her unable to hold on to any optimistic thoughts at all.

The oxygen mask was on, and before She was even wheeled into the operating room, the blood bag and IV nutrients had already been hooked up.

The doctors’ anxiety, the chief physician’s franticness, the nurses’ hurried steps, and those repeated shouts of "Urgent case!" all made her feel that this trip, her chances were slim.

Yu Yuanshen was frantic too!

He had never imagined that Feng Yuning, whose health had always been good and who hadn’t had any problems even when they secretly did it a few times in the middle of the pregnancy, would run into something like this!

In the confusion, He was drenched in sweat as He urged the doctors on, "Hurry, hurry!"

But whether it was some kind of premonition or something else, just when She should have been quickly wheeled into the delivery room, Feng Yuning finally couldn’t help it and grabbed Yu Yuanshen’s hand...