Xia Wan had another dream, the same familiar dream and the same familiar people. Her marriage with Zhuang Yan was far from peaceful; most of the time, it was Zhuang Yan who was putting up with her.

Xia Wan has a bad temper and can't stand being provoked. Her friends and relatives look down on Zhuang Yan, especially Gu Qian. She is also affected by this environment.

She constantly found fault with him, and after their marriage, Zhuang Yan lost his love for her. He was still very good to her, but you could clearly feel his indifference and perfunctory attitude.

After having a child, Zhuang Yan divided her energy in two, half on herself and half on the child.

He devoted a lot of time to his adopted son and tried his best to cultivate him, but the child did not appreciate it and even resented him because of his strict parenting style, causing a lot of trouble during his adolescence.

Zhuang Yan did not give up on her adopted son, patiently correcting his problems and straightening him out.

After turning fifty, Zhuang Yan suddenly lost a lot of weight and her energy vanished. Her adopted son had long since moved out, leaving only her and Zhuang Yan at home, which sometimes felt quite lonely.

Xia Wan likes to eat spicy food at home. She can't get enough of eating alone, so she forces Zhuang Yan to eat with her. She cooks hot pot, Xinjiang fried rice noodles, and spicy chicken noodles... Zhuang Yan's face turns red from the spiciness, which makes the house less lonely.

In her dream, Zhuang Yan had argued with her for some reason and sat on the sofa with a cold face.

Zhuang Yan is a very gentle person. Even when she is angry, she will not make a big fuss. She will just quietly stand aside and stare blankly, and then give him a way out.

"I'm not feeling well right now and I don't want to argue with you. Can you let me calm down?" As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed into the bathroom, and the sound of vomiting came from inside.

"Xia Wan, my stomach hurts."

She said coldly, "Just keep pretending." They had been together for so long, and they ate together most of the time, so she never knew he had a stomach problem.

They had been living together for thirty years and had similar eating habits, so it was unreasonable for her health to improve while he developed various health problems.

In Xia Wan's opinion, if Zhuang Yan could take good care of her, then he could definitely take good care of himself. If she wasn't sick, Zhuang Yan wouldn't get sick either.

But in the end... Zhuang Yan died at the age of 55. He was still so young, his hair hadn't even turned white.

......

Xia Wan woke up in a daze. Even though she drank hangover soup and took medicine, the pain was still there the next day. Her head felt like it was going to explode from the hangover.

She patted her head and then reached for the ring on her neck, but after searching for a while, she found nothing. She suddenly woke up with a start, covered her neck with both hands, and lifted her long hair. She searched the bed and the floor but couldn't find her ring.

She hurriedly got up, her bare feet touching the ground, and the next second after opening the door, her eyes met Gu Qian's.

Seeing her panicked expression, Gu Qian asked, "Wife, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Xia Wan grabbed his hand: "Gu Qian, have you seen the ring on my neck?"

This was the first time Gu Qian had ever seen Xia Wan so flustered. It was just a ring, wasn't it? There wasn't even a diamond on it, yet she treasured it like this. Losing it was like she had lost half her life.

Gu Qian pretended to know nothing, looking completely bewildered: "What ring? Is it our wedding ring?"

"No." Xia Wan pointed helplessly at her neck, "I'm wearing a plain ring around my neck with a string of letters engraved on it. I've been wearing it all day yesterday."

"You didn't see it? Is that important to you?"

Xia Wan met Gu Qian's questioning gaze, remained silent for a moment, then lowered her eyes and opened her mouth with difficulty to say, "It's very important."

"I'll buy you a new one."

Xia Wan shook her head, "It's not the original one." She was unwilling to give up, so she went to ask the nanny who had helped her change clothes and wash up yesterday, but she still couldn't find out about the ring.

She drank too much yesterday and was so dizzy that she had no idea when the ring went missing. It was such a small thing, a ring, but losing it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Xia Wan thought back carefully. She had asked the nanny at home to keep an eye out, searched the car, and even called the hotel manager.

She searched all morning without even having breakfast, and ended up with low blood sugar, almost fainting.

That wasn't an ordinary ring; it was handmade by Zhuang Yan, and he even engraved the letters on it. It was a ring that contained all his heartfelt desire to propose to her.

In her dream, Xia Wan and Zhuang Yan always wore this ring, and it only came off when Zhuang Yan died...

Why can't we keep them?

......

Zhuang Zhongming has been locked up, and Tang Jing is currently still in the hospital.

Nineteen years ago, Tang Jing killed her daughter, and Zhuang Zhongming fabricated evidence to cover it up... Both of them thought that so much time had passed and the matter was settled and would not be brought up again. Who would have thought that the truth would eventually come out and the evidence would be exposed.

With witnesses and physical evidence, Tang Jing will spend the rest of her life in a mental hospital. As for Zhuang Zhongming, although he didn't kill her, he is still guilty. In addition, his recent beatings, binding, and confinement of Tang Jing constitute serious abuse.

In addition to these, Zhuang Yan also found evidence of related commercial crimes such as tax evasion, bribery, money laundering, and illegal financing by the company.

Zhuang Yan had previously served as a manager at the Zhuang Group. He only dared to deliver this fatal blow after completely distancing himself from the situation.

Such a significant move immediately went viral, causing an uproar both within and outside the industry. Netizens jokingly referred to Zhuang Yan's actions as "sacrificing family for the greater good."

Zhuang's stock price plummeted, and after being convicted, Zhuang will face a series of problems, including asset freeze and huge fines.

The Zhuang family's businesses were boycotted, and competitors began to take advantage of their misfortune.

The painstakingly built business evaporated by hundreds of millions overnight.

Xia Qingshan was in a terrible state of panic, but he learned about the current situation of the Zhuang family from the police.

It wasn't fat but mud, the kind of thing that once you stepped on it, you'd be hard to get off. Decades of experience told him that Zhuang Zhongming was beyond saving this time.

Not only was it beyond saving, it also caused him a lot of trouble. The two had just signed a contract, and it was because of this contract that he was targeted by the police.

Moreover, the steel produced by Zhuang's Group was of substandard quality, even though he had used Zhuang's building materials when they were building the floors in their previous collaboration.

He said it was so cheap, and thought Zhuang Zhongming was giving him a discount. Turns out, he was being sabotaged behind his back. The building materials were substandard, like steel, which is used to stabilize the building. Everyone knows that a tall building starts from the ground up. If you want to build a tall and stable building, the foundation must be solid.

Now that such a big incident has happened, who would dare to buy his house?

Xia Qingshan felt like strangling Zhuang Zhongming. Just thinking about these troublesome things gave him a headache. Every time he opened his eyes, another terrible day began. In less than a week, he was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and looked ten years older.

He was exhausted and felt powerless. He was restless and irritable every day, and the number of documents on his desk kept increasing. He hadn't worked overtime all night for many years.