Wanjin Lady

Chapter 109 I need you
Zhao Heng suddenly stopped thinking. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He felt uncomfortable all over when he saw Wen Wan talking to other men. He seemed to want to put her in his pocket and not let anyone see her.

Seeing Wen Wan's anger, Zhao Heng tried to comfort her, "I was wrong. Maybe I... I just like my wife too much."

Wen Wan patted his head without comment.

"My wife..." Zhao Heng held her hand, "I want to go back to Shou'an."

Wen Wan raised her head, her pupils shrank slightly, and all the hairs on her back stood up. "Did you... remember something?"

Zhao Heng shook his head. "I was just thinking, if the birthmark on my face is fake, then could my identity be fake too? My wife said that when we first met, someone was chasing me. Maybe I've provoked some enemies. Maybe I made up this identity, Zhao Heng, to trick you. Wouldn't you be scared if you were with someone whose background you don't know?"

Wen Wan's breath hitched, alarm bells blaring in her head. She asked anxiously, "How could you not know the details?!"

The tone suddenly changed, and an excuse came out. "My father dotes on me, how could he allow me to take in a man whose background I don't know? Before you and I got married, he had already sent Master Tu to Shou'an to investigate your identity."

"Your name is Zhao Heng, a native of Shou'an, the illegitimate son of a wealthy family. Your mother died young, and your mother-in-law disliked you and constantly tortured you. Your childhood was filled with hardship. It coincided with your father's death from illness, and you and your brother-in-law lost the battle for the family inheritance, leading to your capture and pursuit all the way to the vicinity of Ping County."

"Your birthmark might be used to conceal your identity on the road."

"My dear husband, don't worry. I believe you. You are definitely not some desperate criminal, let alone a wanted criminal of the imperial court."

If you tell lies too many times, they will become true.

Whether Zhao Heng believed it or not, Wen Wan had already successfully brainwashed him.

She didn't have the extra energy to deal with Zhao Heng's background. No matter who Zhao Heng was, to her... he could only be a son-in-law.

A son-in-law who can be easily discarded after use.

His background is irrelevant.

What matters is... getting pregnant.

Zhao Heng showed hesitation on his face, perhaps because of the fake birthmark, or perhaps because of the heat and excitement in his body after killing the nephew of Manager Ding of Xinlong Money House, which made him begin to doubt the authenticity of Zhao Heng's identity.

It also gave him the idea of ​​exploring his own life experience for the first time.

But this time, the previously obedient son-in-law had his own ideas. "My dear, Shou'an is only a hundred miles away from Ping County. I'm a fast walker, so a round trip would take at most ten days or half a month."

"No." Wen Wan shook her head. "I don't want you to take any risks. Your stepmother and eldest brother are both very powerful figures. If you go there, you'll just be walking into a trap! Now that we're married, your life is no longer yours alone. If anything happens to you, how am I supposed to cope?"

When she was moved, Wen Wan pinched herself hard and tears immediately appeared in her eyes.

It is truly a delicate flower that makes me feel pity for it.

Zhao Heng's heart seemed to be pierced by a needle. He hugged Wen Wan tightly, but his tone was more firm than ever before, "My wife, I swear, I won't let anything happen to me."

Wen Wan took advantage of the situation and acted annoyed, pushing his hand away and beginning to burden him with moral responsibility. "Husband, don't you know that both I and the Wen family need you now?"

Zhao Heng was stunned. "Need me?"

What does he need as a son-in-law for?
He never interferes in the Wen family's business on weekdays.

He tried to avoid the guests as much as possible because of the gentle hospitality.

Wen Wan never brought him with her when she went out.

If the coachman hadn't been sick today, he wouldn't even be qualified to drive Wen Wan.

What does such a gentle woman need him to do?
"Of course I need you!" Wen Wan grabbed his hand, pressing it against his chest with a soft, boneless hand. Fear crossed her face, and even her voice trembled. "I didn't tell you about the business. The grain our winery brought in a few days ago was stolen from Yuan Liulang. He's always resented me and is determined to drive me out of Ping County."

The young lady's face was pale, and her hands, as tender as lotus root nodes, clutched his collar. She was about to cry, and it was heartbreaking. "He also said... he wanted to kill me and my father. These past few days, I've been dreaming of Yuan Liulang's terrifying face. I dreamed that he took a knife and hacked our entire family to death... I kept calling your name... begging you to save me... but in my dreams, you turned a deaf ear... and just walked away..."

Wen Wan sobbed twice, her eyes red like a little rabbit's, clinging to Zhao Heng's shoulder like a dodder vine. "Husband... do you think everything in the dream was a premonition? Now you're leaving again, I'm so afraid... so afraid... that you won't come back, and even more afraid that after you leave... Yuan Liulang will turn against us." "If you leave at this crucial moment, then our entire Wen family, the old, weak, women, and children, won't we be nothing more than fish on Yuan Liulang's chopping board? How can we possibly resist? Does my husband really want to be separated from me by death?"

"Is this really true?!" Zhao Heng heard this, and the veins on his neck bulged. He hugged the frightened young woman tightly in his arms and reached for his sword. "I'm going to kill him now!"

what?
Wait a minute, bro—

Why did the economic channel change to the social channel?

"You can't do that! You absolutely can't do that!" Wen Wan grabbed Zhao Heng and said anxiously, "Murder is against the law!"

Zhao Heng snorted coldly, "Just don't let anyone see it, okay?"

Wen Wan: What you said makes sense.

"Absolutely not!" Wen Wan held down the murderous Zhao Heng. "Violence can't solve the problem. You killed Yuan Liulang, and there are still Yuan Wulang and Yuan Silang—"

Zhao Heng began to wipe the blade of his sword. He raised his cold eyes and said word by word, "Then kill the entire Yuan family."

Wen Wan was burned by the cruelty in his words, her eyes trembled slightly, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

As expected, people who work as bodyguards...are full of murderous intent.

She leaned her head on his shoulder and said, "But I don't want to commit more sins. I'm afraid of going to hell and being fried in a frying pan."

Zhao Heng sneered, "If you want to blow me up... then blow me up. Why would I blow you up?"

"No. The business world is my battlefield. I want to expand the Wen family's winery, and I'm bound to have to deal with people like Yuan Liulang in the future. I can't just kill people to silence them every time I'm outsmarted. Wouldn't that make me look incompetent?"

This sentence finally convinced Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng put his arm around her and sighed, as if admitting defeat. "I know what you mean, my lady. Okay, I won't leave. I'll stay in Ping County to protect you and father. If that Yuan Liulang really has the guts to do something bad, I'll take action again, okay?"

"Yes!" The young lady nodded heavily, her watery eyes fixed on him, "Husband, you are so kind."

That night, the two of them clung to each other in bed.

It was raining heavily outside, and the two of them tossed and turned all night before they could barely fall asleep.

Wen Wan also had a dream. She dreamed that Zhao Heng left and she was forced by her tribesmen to marry another man because she could not have children. Then she dreamed that Zhao Heng asked her hoarsely why she had deceived him, and before she could explain, Zhao Heng stabbed her heart with a sword.

Wen Wan woke up suddenly.

When I touched it, I found that my back was already wet with cold sweat.

The bruises all over her body were the result of her working overtime to create a baby last night.

And her future baby's father was already exercising in the open space in the backyard.

It was still dark outside. It had rained again last night, and the air was very damp and cold.

Zhao Heng would wake up at this time every day, and then he would exercise and make breakfast for her.

Rain or shine, thunder and lightning will not change.

Wen Wan guessed that it was the biological clock left over from her previous job as a bodyguard.

She casually put on a narrow-necked coat, tied up her long hair, and walked out with the small wooden sword that Zhao Heng had made for her.

(End of this chapter)