Sweet Wife in My Arms

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It was definitely not her cake as her cake was not as light as this object. It was so light-weight as though it was only filled with a few pieces of paper. If so, where did she leave the cake? She was a bit muddled right now as she started to lose consciousness as a result of being drunk.

Oh, how could she forget that there was a similar packaging box in Lu Yi's car? She had taken a purposeful glance at it at that time but she still ended up getting the wrong package. However, there was such a big difference between their weights. She was wondering what she was thinking about during that time, resulting in her taking the wrong package by mistake.

She pushed the box forward. She was not delighted as she had no cake to eat. Lu Qin was accompanying his dying wife now and she had no one to accompany her. Therefore, she was not content at all, but instead, she was in utter frustration.

She then stood up in a hangover manner and strode toward the bedside, she sprawled across the floor, falling wide asleep until the next morning. She was much sober now but she had a painful migraine due to a hangover. She sat up with the unpleasant smell of liquor. Back then, she was able to sleep outside the restroom, but now, she could not even bear the slightest sense of odor.

She went to the bathroom to take a luxurious bubble bath before she would go for facial treatment and then for a hairdo. At this moment in time, she felt as though she had been living in vain back then.

A woman should lead a life as such, isn't?

She blewdry her hair as she walked over to search for something. She ended up fixing her gaze at the cake box being placed on top of the table.

Was this the cake she purchased yesterday? No, she recalled that she had mistaken it when she got a ride from Lu Yi. Hence, this belonged to Lu Yi while her cake was still with Lu Yi.

Why did he not realize that his belongings were taken wrongly? Was he waiting for her to send it back to him or was it something which was not precious so he wanted to use it as an exchange for a cake?

She sat down and thrust the towel aside. She lifted up the cake box and threw it into the rubbish bin nearby. But after a moment, a thought flashed through her mind and eventually, she picked it up from the rubbish bin. She tossed it onto the table and opened it out of curiosity.

It was a wooden case and its weight was not light, however, it was still lighter than her cake.

Along with a snap, the wooden case was opened. It looked rather worn out, regardless of its exterior or interior, seemingly it was an antique.

A huge envelope was laid in the box with something in it. She fetched it out and shook it, it was as though something was kept inside. She threw all the things onto the floor and a collection of photos fell from the envelope.

It was a young lady. She picked up the photos. The lady was lovely and she looked as if she was in her 20s although her clothes appeared to be out of date. Then, she took out another photo and this photo looked slightly older. She was carrying a beautiful baby girl in her hands. The baby girl's eyes and eyebrows were similar to the lady. Based on the lady's appearance, the baby girl would definitely be a natural beauty when she was fully grown.

That being said, the world was so unfair. She was hideous since young and sometimes she had been thinking if she was abandoned by her parents due to her ugliness. As such, they dumped her in the orphanage to let her run her course.

Other kids could get their adoption family but nobody wanted to adopt her. After all the trouble, she hardly found someone to adopt her but she was still abandoned in the end. She had never enjoyed three meals per day ever since she had left the orphanage. Till now, she was still ugly.

If she was half the look of the woman in the photo, then she would not have to live such a miserable life.

Only a few photos - from a young lady to hugging a baby in her arms until she attended school. It appeared as though a photo was taken once a year. To Sun Yuhan's surprise, she could trace the presence of Yan Huan in the photos.

Once again, she took a photo and put it in front of her. Indeed, it really looked like Yan Huan.

She threw the photos onto the table with hatred. Then, she took out the envelope, it seemed like there was something inside, something miniature yet heavy.

She opened the envelope and placed the thing on her palm. It was a tiny teardrop-shaped jade pendant; it looked pretty good according to the quality. If it was in the past, she would definitely cherish it but it was different now, she did not bother much at all as she had money now. She could get anything she wanted, no matter if it was gold or diamonds, not to mention that she had a liking for gold more than jade.

This jade pendant was quite ancient-like. She threw the jade pendant aside as she despised this inconspicuous old item. Besides, there was a piece of letter-like paper being thrown out together with the envelope. She took it over, realizing that it was folded properly with quite a number of words being written in it. As expected, it was a letter.

She opened the letter without any concern.

She did not feel wrong at all to read someone else's letter. After all, things were in her hand right now so what if she had read it.

Huanhuan, I'm your mother.

This sentence had further confirmed Sun Yuhan's thought earlier. She conjectured that it was Yan Huan's, and as expected, she had inherited such a gorgeous look from her parents.

She continued reading.

"When you received this letter, I might not be alive anymore. Actually, I wish that you would not receive this letter forever and could live a peaceful yet simple life."

"I have told Lingling to pass you this letter when you came to a dead end. Perhaps this could help you but it might let you be apart from a quiet life and turn your world upside down. But do you know that I don't want you to find out about this for you have to bear with it and make a choice after you've known it? So, I hope that you would never have to know about this."

"When you were still young, you've been asking me where your father is but I've never told you."

"Actually my surname is 'Ye' instead of 'Yan'. You still have other close relatives. You have a grandfather, grandmother, an uncle and an aunt, other than me."

"As for your father, he is still alive but I don't want you to identify him. He is not a good man and I'm worried if he were to express his false love for you, and eventually use you as a tool. So daughter, if possible, I hope you would not recognize him. If you really did, I wouldn't stop you. At this moment, I've already gone. However, you have to be careful as somebody may harbor evil intentions."

"Mom somehow believes that he would not treat you sincerely."

"In fact, the story began long ago, even when you were still not born yet. I used to be a naive student just like you, thinking that I would go on my simple and smooth sailing life and get married to the right person with well-matched family background, just like your grandmother..."