Female-dominated society: My husband is clingy and I can't shake him off

Chapter 265 No, it can't be.

Wang Jingmo raised his eyes, and the dark circles and bloodshot eyes showed that he had been waiting for a long time.

If he weren't worried that they might rush back if he went out, he would have gone out to check on them, since his mother usually didn't go out at night.

"Mother, where did you take Yunzhi?"

Wang Jingmo went to sleep before it got dark, so he didn't know about Yunzhi's situation.

"This is not Yunzhi..."

Dr. Wang was momentarily distracted and almost blurted out that he was looking for Yunzhi.

Fortunately, she stopped talking in time and pretended to be relaxed.

"Yunzhi went to play with Niannian, and I just brought him back."

Yunzhi remained silent, quietly watching Wang Jingmo, and obediently stayed in Doctor Wang's arms, her hands wrapped around Doctor Wang's neck.

When Yunzhi heard what Doctor Wang said and saw Wang Jingmo's probing and worried eyes, she buried her head in Doctor Wang's shoulder guiltily.

Under Wang Jingmo's suspicious gaze, Doctor Wang stared at Wang Jingmo without any guilt.

Although Wang Jingmo sensed something was wrong, he couldn't find anything unusual.

The moment Wang Jingmo turned his head, Doctor Wang breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Yunzhi, who was blinking his big, innocent eyes, Doctor Wang grinned at him.

However, as soon as she made a move, Wang Jingmo seemed to sense something and immediately turned his head.

"Mother, what's wrong?"

Doctor Wang chuckled awkwardly, "It's nothing, I just wanted to tell Yunzhi not to come so late next time."

Yunzhi was amused by Doctor Wang's dramatic change of expression and wanted to laugh, but seeing Doctor Wang's desperate attempt to disguise himself, he could only force himself to hold it in.

Doctor Wang watched as Wang Jingmo yawned and went back into the house, and the tension in his body finally eased.

Doctor Wang and Yunzhi exchanged a smile.

……

"Father A-Cen~"

Nian Nian tugged at Shen Zicen's sleeve to bring him back to his senses.

Even though that woman had been gone for so long, his eyes were still fixed on the door.

"Huh? Oh, what's wrong?"

Niannian shook her head, pouting unhappily, and looked up at Shen Zicen.

Shen Zicen noticed that she seemed a little down and quickly tried to comfort her, "Are you tired from running?"

Niannian lowered her head. She wanted to tell Father Acen that she didn't like that woman, and that running these laps was no challenge for her at all.

She completely forgot that her legs were weak after the run.

Shen Zicen thought that she had guessed correctly, but she was too embarrassed to admit it.

"Okay, I'll take you to soak your feet."

Niannian was held in Shen Zicen's arms, thinking that she must not let that woman come in again.

Niannian placed her little feet in the basin, tentatively starting a conversation.

"Father A-Cen, that woman..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zicen frowned and corrected Niannian before she could say anything more.

That's your mother.

After saying that, Shen Zicen sighed again, "Although she isn't like that now, but..."

Shen Zicen placed her washed little feet on her knees and carefully dried them.

Niannian pouted. There was no need to test her; as long as it was about that woman, Father A-Cen would always protect her.

"Father A-Cen, what if Mother doesn't want us anymore..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zicen paused in wiping his feet, lowered his eyes, and concealed his reddened eye sockets with his eyelids.

"no, I can not."

His voice was hoarse, as if he were telling Niannian, or as if he were convincing himself.

Niannian didn't say anything more. Every time that woman was mentioned, Father Acen was always very sad.

All she knew was that her mother didn't like her, nor did she like her fathers.

No, to be precise, it seems that her fathers don't like her and always keep their distance from her, but it also seems that they like her very much and always secretly watch her.

She was a little confused, but oh well, she still hoped that the little stool would come back tomorrow.

After coaxing Niannian to sleep, Shen Zicen returned to his study and sat quietly, opening the portrait and gently stroking her cheek.

The paper scraps that were already slightly curled up felt like sharp thorns piercing his heart.

"Have you forgotten us? Why haven't you come to see us yet?"

He gently stroked it while muttering to himself, his eyes vacant.

"Today, when I saw her, I felt like I saw you. Am I hallucinating?"

"Dodo, I really wish that really was you!"

Shen Zicen slowly pressed his cheek against the portrait, as if he were also in Qian Duoduo's arms. The moment a tear slid down his cheek, he suddenly woke up.

Looking at the tear stains on the portrait, he quickly and gently wiped them away with his sleeve.

He dared not use force or wipe too vigorously, for fear of damaging the portrait.

Despite his timely rescue efforts, a ring of marks remained, blurring her eyes in the portrait.

His tears flowed even more uncontrollably. "I...I didn't mean to, Duoduo, please don't be angry. You can come back and hit me, scold me, anything, as long as you come back..."

Gradually, his voice grew softer and softer as he fell asleep on the table, still murmuring Qian Duoduo's name.