Dear Commander-in-Chief

Qiu Qiu's mother winced.

The man in front of him had messy hair and a beard that had not been shaved for a long time.

The clothes on his body seemed to have been worn for a few days without changing. There was a suspicious musky smell.

At first glance, she barely recognized the man.

Of course, the most shocking thing was still this man's shocking kneeling!

He obviously didn't just start kneel. He had been kneeling for some time.

When he heard her push open the door, the man looked up in surprise. He wiped his snot and took a deep breath. "Wan'er…"

When he heard her push open the door, the man looked up in surprise. He wiped his snot and took a deep breath. "Wan'er…"

But how many years had it been since she'd heard that intimate form of address?

I don't think I've heard it since Qiu Qiu was pregnant nineteen years ago, have I?

Back then, she had escaped death from the birthing bed and dragged herself down. She had thought that she would face the beginning of happiness.

Unexpectedly, although the man felt that giving birth to a son was very honorable, he quickly realized that it was too troublesome and tiring to take care of the child. He began to be unwilling to go home.

She was left alone in the confinement period with a sore back, but she still had to force herself to get out of bed. She soaked in cold water to cook, wash, and feed the baby. She was so tired that she did not have the energy to fix her appearance.

As the child was young, he often fell sick and had a fever. In the middle of the night, she brought the child to the hospital alone to see the emergency department. When she returned, she was hugging the child all night.

Not to mention that she had to personally organize all kinds of gifts for his elders during the holidays. She had to bring her child back to the countryside to visit his grandparents…

Tired? Of course she was!

What happened when a man just gave up? Only a woman could endure it!

For the children, she had to endure it!

As she endured ir, dark circles appeared under her eyes. She looked haggard. She was afraid that if she ate too little, she would not have the strength to carry the child and would collapse.

Slowly, the fair and graceful lady became a fat old woman…

The man was even more reluctant to go home. It was even more impossible to call such a fat, haggard face an affectionate "Wan'er."

At this moment, when Jiang Rouwan heard the word "Wan'er" that she had not heard for more than ten years, she thought that she would be very excited. Unexpectedly, she was only surprised for a moment. A hint of bitterness flashed across her heart, and she did not feel anything else.

Jiang Rouwan did not answer.

Father Qiu Qiu was anxious.

What did this woman mean?

He went in a hurry to find Lawyer Mu.

Didn't Lawyer Mu say that as long as he sincerely begged, Jiang Rouwan might agree to remarry?

He was already on his knees. Wasn't he sincere enough?

He suppressed his impatience and forced a smile. "Wan'er, I know my mistake. Are you still not going to forgive me?"

Jiang Rouwan was stunned again.

The scumbag was mistaken?!!!

Only then did her heart beat wildly.

It seemed that everything was really developing in the direction Gu Qiqi had expected.

The scumbag had come to her. The scumbag had knelt down and admitted his mistake. Will the scumbag ask to be remarried next?

Will he

She bit her lip. "Where did you go wrong?"

Qiu Qiu's father lowered his eyes and was a little dejected. "I was wrong for being bewitched by the flirtatious woman outside. I was wrong for not knowing that she was only after my money and didn't love me at all. I was wrong for letting you down. I was wrong for letting my son down. I… I was wrong for divorcing you! I was wrong! Very wrong! Wan'er, I regret it. I want to ask you to forgive me. Please let me correct my mistake! Marry me again!"