Deliberately Approaching
Chapter 267: Start Over?

Chapter 267: Chapter 267: Start Over?

A radiant smile burst instantly onto Ye Wanhua’s face; he was the kindest person to her in the world.

At the same time, the butler and numerous servants stood respectfully on both sides, each wearing smiles on their faces, and shouted in unison, "Welcome home, Young Madam, welcome home. You’ve worked hard, Young Madam!"

This pomp and circumstance provided her with the dignity she deserved.

Just as Ye Wanhua was tightly clutching her handbag, preparing to get out of the car, Wang Junchen had already arrived by the car door and very gentlemanly helped her open it. Soon after, a rough and large hand was also extended towards her.

"Ah Hua, we’re home."

The tender words echoed in her ears.

Ye Wanhua’s eyes moistened, deeply moved, and she paused for several seconds before she slowly spoke, "Ah Jun!"

Wang Junchen looked at his wife with deep affection, his feelings were somewhat complex.

He knew better than anyone that over the years, his wife had given so much. Now she was finally recognized and could return to the Wang Family as their daughter-in-law; it truly had not been easy.

Soon thereafter, the couple intertwined their fingers and walked through the main hall, ascended the stairs, and finally entered the master bedroom on the third floor.

The room’s decor was extremely luxurious; all furniture was made of fine rosewood with top-notch craftsmanship. Everywhere one looked, it exuded an air of nobility.

"Ah Hua, you’ve suffered these past years."

Ye Wanhua shook her head, patted Wang Junchen’s hand, and smilingly replied, "I’m not aggrieved. Having father’s acceptance is more than enough for me."

"Believe me, things will only get better."

"Mhm, I know."

The two chatted for a while, and then Ye Wanhua went to take a bath. By the time she came out of the bathroom, Wang Junchen had prepared coffee for her, cut some fruit, and also set out some of her favorite snacks.

In this moment, as a wife, Ye Wanhua felt like the happiest person in the world.

Post-bath, she looked exceptionally beautiful, her skin glowing porcelain-white under the soft lighting, her hair casually twisted up with a few strands falling beside her ears, a picture of grace with stunning allure.

At this moment, Wang Junchen was sitting on the sofa with an iced coffee in his hand, his eyes sweeping over.

His wife’s post-bath appearance dazzled him; her elegance and femininity made his heart race.

During his reverie, she walked over to him.

Wang Junchen put down his coffee cup and took Ye Wanhua’s hand into his own, asking with concern, "You must be tired from rushing about, aren’t you?"

"I’m fine; the trip was very smooth. Oh, and Ah Jun, do you know Aunt Tang?"

Her question interrupted his daydream.

Although Wang Junchen was taken aback for a moment, he was well aware that Aunt Tang referred to Tang Mei.

So he coldly said, "I know. Isn’t she just that old woman Dad has been taking care of at the hospital? I heard she has a granddaughter in school."

Seeing that her husband’s expression was off, as if he was very angry, Ye Wanhua hurriedly explained, "Ah Jun, Aunt Tang is actually a remarkable woman. Over the years, Dad has been so preoccupied with the company that he hasn’t had the chance to properly consider his own marital matters. Now that he’s found someone he likes, we should understand and support him."

Wang Junchen looked at Ye Wanhua in surprise; he hadn’t expected his wife to say such things.

He had thought his wife would oppose his father being with Tang Mei, but it seemed he had underestimated his father’s persuasiveness, leaving him to fight alone.

But how could she forget? How had she been rejected before, and how had she been neglected?

Too kind, deceived once again!

Surely the old man had worked on her beforehand, otherwise she wouldn’t feel this way!

"Ah Hua, have you forgotten how he used to treat you? He wouldn’t even agree to meet you, going to Jin City, you always visited Cui’s Knife Shop, but did he ever see you?"

"So... you knew all along!"

"I’m your husband; how could I not know of your suffering and restraint?"

Wang Junchen said this with great emotion.

Ye Wanhua gently held his hand, softly saying, "Ah Jun, it’s precisely because we’ve faced obstacles and missed out on so much that we should understand Dad more now. He’s getting older, and we should respect his choices. Let’s forget those unhappy times and start over, okay?"

Wang Junchen took a deep breath, his eyes filled with tenderness as he looked at his wife.

"Ah Hua, can you truly let it go?"

His question was directed not only at his wife but also at himself—could all the past hurt and regrets truly be mended, forgotten?

"Of course, it’s been so long!"

"That’s good then, let’s start over." Junchen gently stroked his wife’s hand, offering no further objection.

"Thank you, Ah Jun!"

"Thank me for what? I’m your husband."

How could Junchen bear to outright reject his own woman, especially when he needed to cherish her?

Married for 25 years, and yet today marked the first time he’d entered the gates of the Wang Family; it was indeed time to let go of the unpleasant memories and fully embrace their joy.

Junchen handed the coffee cup to Ye Wanhua, watching her slowly pick it up and savor it delicately.

"Wow, this is amazing, it tastes like..."

"I had it specially shipped from Country D."

Ye Wanhua, her eyes brimming with happiness, looked at Junchen and smiled, "Thank you, Ah Jun."

As the words fell, Junchen gripped Wanhua’s hand tightly, his eyes resolute as he said, "Remember, we’re husband and wife, no more thank yous."

"Alright, I won’t say it again."

"That’s more like it!"

A warm current surged through Wanhua’s heart. She knew that with her husband by her side, all difficulties could be surmounted, including those deeply etched past memories.

As long as she loved him, and he loved her, with mutual care, that was already the best arrangement.

"Ah Jun, accompany me to pick out a dress tomorrow."

"I’ve already prepared everything. Let’s eat something first, rest a bit and then you can try it on."

"Is it pretty?" Wanhua asked in surprise.

"Extremely beautiful, it’s your favorite purple."

"Really? That’s wonderful!"

Just as the couple were enjoying their sweet conversation, the butler suddenly knocked on the door, announcing that the master had returned and wanted them to go downstairs immediately.

"Is it necessary to accompany that old hag?" Junchen teased coldly.

The butler didn’t respond and maintained his respectful demeanor.

"Ah Jun, wait for me, I’ll change my clothes," Wanhua said with a smile.

"No need, there is no need."

With that, Junchen firmly closed the door.

"Let’s go, this isn’t good, just think of it as accompanying me, okay?"

Junchen, seeing Wanhua’s appeasing manner, swept her into his arms, his gaze tenderly leading them toward the dressing room.

His woman should not have to suffer silently.

What she was abroad, she must be the same at Nanfeng Mansion, held in high esteem.

What had been lost must be reclaimed, one thing at a time.

The more Junchen thought this way, the tighter he held Wanhua close, allowing her to be pressed against him and to feel that unique support and safety.

"Ah Jun, Ah Jun!"

"I’ve already said, it’s not needed."

"But Dad is still waiting, he is an elder after all, it’s not right."

"If only he knew this would happen, why did he do as he did at first?"

Seeing her husband so stubborn, Wanhua didn’t insist any further and tenderly wrapped her arms around his neck.

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