16: Stay, don't go.

Wu Fan looked at her pitiful little face, and suddenly felt a bit sad in his heart.

The heart that had originally intended to pursue her vanished completely at this very moment.

Looking at her so beautiful, Wu Fan couldn't bring himself to think about romantic affairs anymore.

Because her heart was filled with a past love, and she was currently in pain.

Wu Fan stood up and gently patted her shoulder, "Let the past be the past, believe the future will be better."

He turned around, picked up his jacket, and prepared to leave.

Not touching her was the best choice at this moment.

Qian Ning, however, suddenly stood up and hugged Wu Fan from behind: "Don't go, stay and keep me company, okay?"

Wu Fan's whole body trembled; he absolutely had not expected Qian Ning to make such a move.

He just stood there blankly, his mind a complete blank.

Qian Ning's delicate voice came from behind, "In a few days, I will return to Suzhou; perhaps we will never meet again."

Her implication was to tell Wu Fan that whatever happened tonight, she would not hold him responsible for anything.

Wu Fan felt his body tremble; the warmth radiating from behind him made him unable to move his feet.

He slowly turned around, lowered his eyes to look at Qian Ning's pretty face, and didn't speak.

The two stared at each other for a long time.

A look of shyness appeared in Qian Ning's eyes.

The next morning, Wu Fan woke up from his sleep.

He checked the time; he had to get up and return home before Yaoyao woke up.

If Yaoyao woke up and didn't find him, what would he do?

Looking down at the soft and tender Qian Ning in his arms, Wu Fan felt a sense of unreality.

But everything from last night had happened so unpredictably, yet it was real.

Qian Ning, resting on Wu Fan's chest, was sleeping so peacefully and soundly.

Her breathing was even, her cheeks slightly flushed, possessing a beauty that evoked affection.

Wu Fan gently patted her and whispered, "Qian Ning, wake up, I need to get up first."

Qian Ning was bleary-eyed, clearly not having slept enough: "What time is it?"

"It's only seven-thirty, you sleep a while longer; I have to go home, there's a little mythical beast at home who needs to go to school."

Qian Ning instantly woke up, looked up at Wu Fan: "A little mythical beast? You're married?"

Wu Fan looked at her reaction and was momentarily speechless.

If you care about this, why were you so proactive last night?

Didn't you say we would never meet again after returning to Suzhou?

"I'm asking you something, why aren't you saying anything?" Qian Ning's tone was very soft.

Wu Fan organized his thoughts, trying to tell her as simply and clearly as possible, "I was married, but I'm divorced."

Qian Ning actually smiled and said: "Why are you so nervous? Getting married and then divorced, isn't that normal? You mean you're now a single dad raising a child?"

Wu Fan nodded.

"Then you're quite impressive; how old is the child?"

"Six years old."

"Boy or girl?"

"Girl."

Qian Ning rested her head back on Wu Fan's chest, as if talking to herself: "I once dreamed of having a girl after marriage, and dressing her up like a Little Princess every day, how nice that would be."

Wu Fan's tense heart finally relaxed; he raised his hand to pat her, sat up, and said, "When you get married in the future, you will have a girl."

Qian Ning hugged Wu Fan's thigh and asked, "Why?"

"I've heard that beautiful mothers always give birth to girls."

Qian Ning giggled and asked: "Was your Ex-Wife very beautiful? Why is there such a saying? Are you deliberately trying to make me happy?"

Wu Fan got out of bed.

How he wanted to immerse himself in Qian Ning's tender embrace, but Yaoyao was about to wake up, and he really couldn't delay any longer.

"Let's make a bet."

"What kind of bet?" Qian Ning put a pillow under her head so she could clearly see Wu Fan's body.

Wu Fan put on his pants while saying: "If you really have a girl after you get married, let her call me godfather, and I will support her."

"What if I have a son?"

"If you have a son, I'll prepare his wedding house in the future."

Qian Ning looked at Wu Fan in surprise: "Big spender Wu, are you that rich?"

Wu Fan rubbed his forehead and said: "By the time your son gets married, it will be at least 30 years from now; I believe I'll definitely be very rich by then."

Qian Ning pursed her lips and smiled: "No matter the outcome of this bet, I'm the winner."

At this moment, Wu Fan had finished dressing; he walked to the bedside, leaned over, and kissed Qian Ning on the cheek.

"That's right, this bet is actually just to give your future some security; regardless of whether it's a boy or a girl, I won't let you have any pressure."

Qian Ning looked at Wu Fan with some emotion, reached out her hand, and said coquettishly: "Hug me again."

Wu Fan leaned over again and hugged her through the quilt: "I'll come to the bar to find you tonight."

"Okay, see you tonight."

Wu Fan hurried out of the room.

He bought some breakfast on the way home, and at the corner of the stairs, he bumped into Fang Hanyu who was coming downstairs.

The two paused for a moment, looking at each other.

Fang Hanyu spoke first: "Wu Fan, you don't look too good; are you buying breakfast on your way back, or did you stay out all night?"

Wu Fan saw there was no one else at the stairwell, so he took the jewelry box out of his jacket pocket and stuffed it into Fang Hanyu's hand, saying: "I wanted to give this to you that day, but didn't have the chance."

After he finished speaking, he winked at Fang Hanyu, then let his gaze fall on her full chest.

Fang Hanyu's face turned red instantly.

She opened it and took a look, extremely pleasantly surprised. She hurriedly stuffed it into her pocket.

"When will your husband go on a business trip?" Wu Fan leaned into her ear and asked softly.

Fang Hanyu sighed softly and said: "The New Year is coming soon; it seems he won't be going out."

Wu Fan raised his hand and patted her: "Looks like there's no chance this year, right?"

Fang Hanyu twisted her waist, giggled, and said, "That's not necessarily true." Then she went downstairs.

Wu Fan opened the door gently and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

He lit a cigarette and stared blankly at the wall clock.

The second hand ticked, ticking away time and life.

We are all, in fact, people waiting for death.

But in our limited lives, shouldn't we pursue things that are useful to society!

Wu Fan leaned back on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest.

[Ding, congratulations to the host, you have received a random gift of 50,000 yuan; current account balance is 185,000 yuan.]

"Alright, thanks for the system's favor."

Wu Fan exhaled a long puff of smoke, patted his forehead, thinking about nonsense.

Let's just live life one step at a time!

When you meet someone who moves your heart, pursue them bravely, capture them, strive to accumulate more wealth, and return to Shanghai early to take revenge on Liu Yue; that is the true way.

And having more children to let life continue, that's what's interesting.

Wu Fan took a heavy drag of his cigarette and laughed to himself.