It's Not the Rose, It's the Liquor in His Heart

[The contrast between the versatile iceberg beauty and the handsome prince in the capital] Chi Wan's face was pale but with a smile on his face. He gently poked the newborn baby in his arms with his finger. Chi Wan looked at his cold-faced husband opposite and forced a smile and said, "Husband, have you decided what our daughter's name will be?" Song Huaibin said coldly: "Song Yanchi." After hearing the name, Chi Wan paused and said. : "Is it Yanzi's Yan? That's quite..." Before the good words were uttered, Song Huaibin said: "It's Song Huaibin who hates Chi Wan." After saying that, he walked out of the ward. Chi Wan looked at the child in his arms and smiled bitterly. Her husband didn't love her, and she had no choice but to endure it silently. She couldn't be said to be heartbroken, but just cold-hearted. ————— She kindly helped her pregnant sister-in-law, who fell down, to the hospital. She prepared everything she needed and contacted all her relatives to come to the hospital. After all her busy work, she ended up with a burned hand, a scratched face and a blood-stained school uniform. Her sister-in-law was weak after giving birth and did not tell those relatives the truth. She was cornered in an alley by her cousin Lin Gaowen. She beat seven or eight people by herself, leaving bruises all over her body. She only went to school the next day to warn Lin Gaowen, but Lin Gaowen's mother, her aunt, slapped her indiscriminately. She did not cry but endured it silently, because her grandmother who loved her most said: Children, we must learn to be tolerant, and we can tolerate small things and be stable in big things. It was this sentence that made Song Yanchi remember the day his grandmother passed away and endure it until that day. ————— But fortunately, God saw Song Yanchi's suffering and made her meet Zhou Yanyi, allowing her to experience the feeling of being truly loved. ————— He grew up in a warm family with loving parents. Zhou's father and mother were forward-thinking parents who raised Zhou Yanyi since he was a child. This resulted in Zhou Yanyi being raised into a middle school boy, a handsome but somewhat contrasting young master of the Zhou family. He was casual by nature and did things without considering the consequences. He was a bit arrogant. When he was a child, he was a little devil and grew up to be a big devil. But he is talented and intelligent, and learning is a breeze for him! He is a child who is loved and hated by his teachers and parents ————— Before he had a relationship with Song Yanchi, he made a bet with his friends about whether Song Yanchi, who was surrounded by gangsters in an alley, would win, or whether those gangsters would win. In the end, Zhou Yanyi won. What he blocked was that Song Yanchi would win. He and his friends stood on the other side of the road in front of the alley and could clearly see what was happening inside. He just stood by and watched when Song Yanchi was beaten and bruised. After having a relationship with Song Yanchi, he looked at Song Yanchi's waist that was scratched by a knife. The air pressure around him was extremely low. After he sent Song Yanchi to the hospital, he beat the person who hurt Song Yanchi to death with his own hands, and then sent him to prison, where he found someone to torture him. After returning to the hospital, he looked at Song Yanchi who had woken up. There was faint moisture in his scarlet eyes. He hated himself and hated himself for not protecting her. He came to her, sat down, and buried his head in the crook of Song Yanchi's neck. Song Yanchi looked at the man in his arms and smiled, putting his hand on Zhou Yanyi's back and patting her gently. "Zhou, don't you love to cause trouble for me the most? Why don't you tell me when you encounter problems now?" "Wife, I miss you so much" "Don't bullshit me" ———————— Go read the main text. The main text is better than the introduction. Go read the main text. The main text is better than the introduction. Intention: I'm not good at writing, I just want to write out the story in my heart