At the last moment, Pei Xian gave up. Wasn't she resentful?As everyone's faces lit up, Jane's lips twitched. "I can only thank him."She saw him putting on the ring to Yan Ling and could understand him. She could only thank him for agreeing to marry Yan Ling at that time.Putting aside the fact that he didn't have time to think about it at that time, it was the last request of a dying person and her last hope.It was she, Jane, who owed Yan Ling. In this life, she couldn't repay it, and she couldn't give the Yans a good daughter.She should have been standing on the stage full of light, but she disappeared like fireworks in the blink of an eye.Although Pei Xian didn't say anything, Jane understood him the most.He took pity on Yan Ling, thanked Yan Ling, and also helped her to return the favor.Before Yan Ling died, she was accompanied by the person she loved. After spending her last happy time in her life, her parents comforted, at least they did not take it to heart.How w
"What if you add his surname?""Mo, Mo, Mo Xiao?" Jane came to her senses and tried hard to hold back her laughter.Indeed, such a good name, coupled with Mo Feitong's surname, had no meaning of blessing at all. No wonder Lan Li disliked it."Even now, the two of them are still arguing over names. Old Mr. Mo is urging to them register. Alas, the baby's completion of its first month of life dinner is about to start, and the name on the invitation card is still empty..."Jane smiled and listened to him.In the past three years, they had no contacts with phone, app, or emails, not even a letter on paper.However, after three years, they didn't seem to have been separated for a long time at all. It seemed more like they had returned to the days when they were together before.Calm, occasionally look at other people's lives, and talk about themself."I think it's a good name. We can use it on our daughter in the future. So can our son."This was the first time that Pei Xian realize
This was his daughter, who had half of his blood on him. It was said that the daughter was like her father, and this child would look more and more like him in the future.This was his work.Mo Feitong was very satisfied with the person he created. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became. When he held her in his arms and looked at her, he laughed foolishly."Blue carp, look at you. You knead the mud every day. It's better for me to make it for you."Lan Li saw someone coming from the corner of her eye. She secretly stepped on him and whispered, "Shut up!"Blake came over with Jessica and said with a smile, "I heard it. I hope this child will grow up and not be as thick-skinned as you."He looked at the baby. Half a year had passed, and the little girl was growing up to be white and tender, more and more beautiful.Blake said to Lan Li, "It's better to act like you."Mo Feitong glared at him. "Are you looking for trouble?" He glanced at Jessica's belly and said, "Kid, i
Jessica opened her mouth first, and everyone also followed to congratulate them. Lan Li looked at Winson and Lian Liang who were standing together and said, "If the time was allowed, we may be able to get a pair of childhood sweethearts."Surrounded by a large group of people, they were all talking about other people's affairs. Today's little protagonist was unhappy and burst into tears. Mo Feitong was shocked and quickly swing his daughter and coaxed, "Oh, baby, why are you crying? Are you hungry? Did you poop..."Looking at his idiotic look, Blake shook his head.A month later, Pei Xian and Jane's wedding held.After Blake started, Mo Feitong and Lan Li also held a Chinese wedding. With the previous experience, the marriage between Pei Xian and Jane continued.Pei Xian got up early in the morning and rode on a white horse, followed by a big red sedan chair, all the way to the courtyard of the Qiaos.After a lively moment, Jane was carried by Joe to the bridal sedan chair."I'l
The man sat up and reached out to the lighter on the bedside table. With a clear clink, the air was filled with the thick scent of smoke other than the extravagant presence of the room. Jessica blankly got down from the bed with the blanket draped over her body. She bent over to pick up the sleeping robe on the floor and dragged her sore body into the bathroom under the dim lighting. She did not need to look back because she knew there was no affectionate gaze looking back at her, not even a cold glance was spared. She turned the shower on. The water was cold at first, yet she stood under it blankly as she washed herself up. He did not love her. He was just doing his duty as a husband, devoid of any kind of emotions. She was on birth control pills which took a heavy toll on her body. Because he did not like to use condoms, she was forced to resolve it in this stupid way. Although she knew it was useless, she was afraid that she might get pregnant. If she somehow got pregnant,
After breakfast, the man put on his coat, grabbed his keys and briefcase, and left for work. Ms. Susan started to clean up the dining table. “Madam, since Sir has already left, you’d better go too. It’s getting late.” Although Jessica was mute, Winson, her son, was able to talk because Ms. Susan, Blake, and the early education computer taught him to. Because she could not even teach her son the most basic things, she had to do her best to demonstrate her love. From washing him up to preparing his breakfast and dinner, and buying his clothes and shoes plus baby products, she did them all by herself. The doorbell rang. Whenever he heard the pleasant chime of the bell music, Winson would wave his little toy car in the air. When Ms. Susan turned around to Jessica, she noticed her clear black eyes turn a little gloomy. Even her smile somewhat froze. Ms. Susan stopped tidying the table and sighed as she wiped her hands and went to answer the door. “Ms. Jackson, you are early.” Ms
Traveling from the mansion to the deaf and mute school using the Second Metro Line required a little more than an hour since she had to commute from the first station to the last station. Jessica was the daughter of the Scotts, another respectable family in Beijing. Her father, Donald, was over the moon when he got a daughter in his senior years. He had happily claimed that as long as the Scotts had a daughter, he would not ask for anything else, but unfortunately, sometime later, his happiness was replaced by sorrow when the family realized that their precious daughter was mute. Donald was a proud man and his mute daughter was probably the biggest shock to his life. He did not hold a grand baby shower for his daughter, and when she was of age, he also did not send her to a prestigious school, where the children of dignitaries and respectable families went to. Instead, he sent her to a deaf and mute school quietly. He barely let his daughter step out of the house. Many teachers
The performance was great, but it was just a rehearsal. No one knew what would the children be like when they truly went on stage, performing for a real audience. The local television station was hosting a Mid-Autumn Gala, and all the schools signed up for the competition segment. After several rounds of selection, Jessica and her play “Hear Your Voice” were fortunate enough to stay till the end. Dean was a voluntary teacher at the deaf and mute school. He came to the school when Jessica had gone on her maternity break, and when she came back, he had already served at the school for a little over half a year. He usually dropped by on the weekends. Every time he came, the children welcomed him like he was king. They loved to gather around him. Since the school had been having rehearsals for the play recently, he would drop by in the afternoon if he was free. Jessica waved at him. “The children worked harder than me. They are nervous,” she signed to him, looking worried. She fu