My Loyal and Lovely Husband

Jin Weiwei had never met Ji Jingzhi in these days and she missed her.

The love of longing could only be written on a thin letter. The two of them could only contact each other and not meet each other.

Throughout the day, Jin Weiwei’s biggest pleasure was to see the letter Ji Jingzhi sent to her.

For some reason, Ji Jingzhi rarely had letters with him recently. Every time a letter was sent, there were only a few pitiful words on it. Jin Weiwei missed Ji Jingzhi more and more. Every time she fell silent, she would think of the scene where Ji Jingzhi was with her.

Her memory was like a tide, surging in her mind. Her heart ached and she couldn’t breathe. When would her little Rich meet her?

Day after day, Jin Weiwei’s yearning for her grew stronger.

On New Year’s Eve, the servants in the residence had long hung up a lot of red lanterns and had even pasted a piece of paper on the window. The entire jubilant was filled with laughter.

The maid carried a plate of fruit and smiled as she walked into Jin Weiwei’s dorm.

Jin Weiwei looked up at the maid and said in disappointment, “Put it down.”

The maid put down the plate and looked at Jin Weiwei’s depressed expression. She felt a little distressed. She quickly comforted her, “If Mistress missed her husband, she can write a letter and send it to her. After she is not allowed to receive a reply, she can resolve the pain of her love.”

Jin Weiwei touched her face and muttered to herself:

“Have you expressed your thoughts on your face?” Alas, let’s just write a letter. Although we can’t see him, it’s good to know about his current situation.

The maid’s heart ached more and more for Jin Weiwei. Jin Weiwei asked her to grind it and started writing letters.

She had no choice but to think about it, but she couldn’t meet her. All she could do was integrate her deep feelings into the paper, hoping that she would be less annoyed and missed.

The letter was written, and Jin Weiwei dried the ink on it and let the servants send it to Beijing.

Seeing the servant leave with the letter, Jin Weiwei felt a little relieved. The days when they didn’t see the king, it was really hard to bear.

Jin Weiwei sighed and lay on the table without any image.

At this moment, another servant came.

“Mistress, Cheng Yu is waiting at the entrance of the residence. Do you want to meet?”

The maid said respectfully.

A trace of surprise appeared in Jin Weiwei’s eyes when she heard this. Why didn’t Cheng Yu come home on New Year’s Eve? Why did she come to her own residence?

However, since Cheng Yu was here, he naturally had to meet him and ask him clearly.

“Let Cheng Yu in.”

Jin Weiwei said to the maid and took a cape to surround her.

The cold winter period was really tense.

Cheng Yu quickly came to the dormitory and walked to Jin Weiwei.

Without waiting for Jin Weiwei to say anything, Cheng Yu directly said, “Vivian, I want to celebrate the New Year with you, okay?”

Cheng Yu said his purpose in to come straight to the point, which shocked Jin Weiwei.

Jin Weiwei was a little surprised and her eyes were full of shock.

“Why didn’t you go back to New Year’s Eve? Your father will definitely miss you. Cheng Yu, it was best to have a new year with his family. It is only proper for a family to celebrate a new year.

She also wanted to spend a year together with her family and friends, but she didn’t have the blessings. She had always envied Cheng Yu because Cheng Yu had a father who could celebrate the New Year with him. As for her, little Rich wasn’t in Ye City. She couldn’t even find a family or friend who had celebrated the New Year together, so she could only spend the day in lonely and helpless.

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Jin Weiwei thought that she had lost her words, but she thought about it carefully and didn’t find anything wrong with her words. Jin Weiwei was confused and worried. She didn’t know why Cheng Yu was so silent. Could it be that something bad happened to Cheng Yu?

After a while, Cheng Yu finally raised his head and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He smiled miserably. Cheng Yu’s about to speak, but saying nothing showed a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Jin Weiwei asked, “What’s wrong with Cheng Yu? Why can’t he go home?”

Cheng Yu was her confidant and Jin Weiwei was naturally very concerned about his affairs. Listening to the sadness in her tone, Jin Weiwei felt a little upset. How did the father and son get so bad?

Cheng Yu said painfully, “Father will think of those annoying things when he sees me. In order not to see that kind of thing, he told me to never go home for the New Year. Perhaps, he didn’t feel annoyed. Alas! ”

Jin Weiwei sighed when she heard this.

What was going on? There was a father like him who was even more ruthless than his own. They were all pitted daggers, so this was a good thing. They had cheated their children and couldn’t return. There was no one who celebrated the New Year together. It was the New Year’s anniversary.

At that thought, Jin Weiwei felt some sympathy for Cheng Yu. Although Cheng Yu had a restaurant with great business, which was pretty material and envious, it was a little pitiful.

Jin Weiwei saw that Cheng Yu was upset and couldn’t bear it, so she quickly comforted Cheng Yu.

“Alright, it’s fine. Uncle doesn’t agree with you going home for the New Year, so you won’t go back. Coincidentally, I don’t have anyone to celebrate the New Year either. We’re celebrating the New Year together. We drank happily, ate big mouthfuls of meat, and let’s get drunk.

Jin Weiwei patted Cheng Yu’s shoulder in a careless.

Cheng Yu admired women like Jin Weiwei who were free and carefree, which was why he asked Jin Weiwei to celebrate the New Year.

Hearing Jin Weiwei’s words, Cheng Yu’s heart warmed up and his face became a little better.

However, the depression in Cheng Yu’s heart was too strong, and Jin Weiwei was in a bad mood because of her love, so how could she please Cheng Yu?

Jin Weiwei had some at a loss and didn’t know how to appease Cheng Yu.

It was annoying. It was really a big deal.

Jin Weiwei worked hard to find a way to divert Cheng Yu’s attention.

After all, this was indeed not good. By then, the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became.

Jin Weiwei thought about it and had a plan in her mind. “Cheng Yu, when spring comes next year, let’s develop a real estate project. At that time, we will make a profit together.

Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Jin Weiwei.