Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 641: V511: Love is to help each other through thick and thin, love is to stay together in life and death. [12]

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Chapter 641: V511: Love is to help each other through thick and thin, love is to stay together in life and death. [12]

Then came the sudden news of Gu Zixuan’s disappearance.

The moment Gu Zixuan left, She saw He Qimo’s entire mental state collapse.

He went crazy, frantically looking for Gu Zixuan with Yu Yuanshen.

In those nights of waiting, She, too, felt her heart gradually crumble in the heartache...

She knew what Gu Zixuan meant by her actions. Having met her once and understanding her well, She began to comprehend why Gu Zixuan disappeared without even telling He Qimo.

It was actually to fulfill He Qimo and Herself.

But...

She felt very grateful, very grateful to Gu Zixuan.

But facing the increasingly desperate He Qimo, who was searching for Gu Zixuan, She could only force a bitter smile, then go for prenatal checkups alone, learn how to raise a child alone, and offer a gentle apology to such a kind woman in her heart.

Sorry, Zixuan...

The love that He Qimo and I have has always existed in the pursuit of others throughout our lives. We both are stubborn and rigid, unwilling to turn back and look behind us.

So, for the rest of his life, he will only love you.

And I... will only love him, but we don’t have that fate, so be it.

...

Perhaps she empathized too deeply with He Qimo’s inner world and the pain of loving someone without reciprocation.

So, she became less and less willing to force anything from He Qimo.

When he asked her to handle his mother, she did.

When he asked her to help educate He Qimo, she helped educate him.

Even with everything about the He Family, from purchasing goods to organizing all the festivals, when He Qimo asked her to manage, although she felt she wasn’t anything to him, not even considered a mistress.

At most, having a child as a "can’t beat" surrogate in this situation...

But whenever He Qimo asked her to do something.

On the surface, she would show her reluctance and throw a little tantrum, but behind the scenes, she would still do what he wanted.

Even every time his clothes, underwear, socks were changed and washed...

She would wash them clean, fold them neatly, and iron them smoothly... because when watching him occasionally glance at her in surprise, his deep gaze lingering on her briefly, She would feel... maybe he didn’t look down on her for her lack of education, perhaps he might like her a bit?

Everything, in the end, what made He Qimo truly smile was when their son Little Hetao was born.

It seemed as though he never imagined having a son in his life. At that moment, He Qimo’s expression was so silly, so silly that she thought, with He Qimo holding their son so cautiously up to her, they were a family...

He Qimo thanked her at that moment.

She looked at him and, for the first time, felt that the sixteen hours of pain, where every bone in her body felt shattered, the blood vessels torn, and the excruciating pain of having to be cut open because she couldn’t dilate was nothing.

She bore him a child, without a wedding, not even an engagement, and he wasn’t even someone who would love her.

She was ridiculed by her father’s concubines, having nothing left, and they spread her tales back to their Shen Family Village to disgrace her, making everyone laugh that she was even worse than a mistress.

But she thought, it’s all worth it...

When He Qimo placed Little Hetao in her arms again, asking her to nurse him.

The maternal glow made her, as she tenderly cradled Little Hetao’s head, see He Qimo doing the same, thinking, just like this.

If He Qimo would just live quietly with her like this.

As it is now, apart from looking for Gu Zixuan, having no interaction with any other woman, coming home to see her and their child, they actually live like a real family.

Even if there is no formal status in this lifetime, it doesn’t matter.

Thus, the days when Little Hetao began babbling and slowly growing up were perhaps her happiest days...