"I'm not here to see Shanshan, Aunt Lan, have you forgotten? It was you who asked me to meet Mr. Yu today."

"Look at my memory!" Lan Yun patted her forehead and said apologetically, "Xiaoxi, my cold is really bad, I'm afraid I have to reschedule. I was also sick and fainted, and forgot to inform you in advance. I'm really sorry that you made this trip in vain."

"It's okay, Aunt Lan. Your health is more important. There are plenty of opportunities to see Master Yu."

Wen Xi entrusted the painting he brought to her, and before leaving, he couldn't help but speak.

"Auntie Lan, what's wrong with the corner of your eye? It's such a big purple spot."

Wen Xi had no intention of embarrassing anyone, but he couldn't help it.

In her previous life, she wandered on the edge of the abyss.

Living like a zombie, just an empty shell.

It was Aunt Lan who helped her.

He gave her paper and pen, helped her find a place to live, supported her, and encouraged her to paint with her left hand. Because of her ancestors' experience, he also taught her a lot of experience in painting with her left hand.

Speaking of which, Aunt Lan not only did her a favor, but also served as her teacher.

So when she saw the wound on the other person's eye, she couldn't pretend not to see it.

Aunt Lan had a rough life in her previous life, which was largely due to her husband.

Wen Xi felt completely disgusted with this man.

Not only was he patriarchal and domestically violent towards his wife, but after his daughter was murdered, he immediately abandoned his wife, took away everything in the house, and ran away with his mistress.

It can be said that he is selfish, cold-hearted, ruthless and unrighteous to the extreme.

When Wen Xi asked this, Lan Yun suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took out the sunglasses from the drawer and put them on.

"It's nothing..." She pretended not to care, "I didn't pay attention to my feet when I got up last night, so I accidentally bumped into it."

Wen Xi wanted to remind her that the man beside her was a wolf, and wanted to persuade her that a short pain is worse than a long one, but seeing her forced smile, he didn't know how to start for a moment.

Auntie Lan is usually decisive and capable, but when it comes to family matters...

Wen Xi helped her sit down.

Even in the middle of summer, Lan Yun was still wearing long sleeves and long pants, covering herself tightly, but the marks of being strangled on her neck could not be concealed.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time.

Wen Xi gently pulled open her sleeves.

The numerous scars exposed before our eyes are shocking.

Wen Xi was stunned for a moment.

When I was a child, I only saw domestic violence in TV dramas. This is the first time I have seen it in real life.

There were traces of cigarette burns on the bruises.

There is simply no good place on the skin.

It's unbearable to watch.

I didn’t expect that Aunt Lan looks cheerful in front of others, but lives this kind of life behind the scenes!

"Come on, Aunt Lan, I'll go with you to get your injuries checked!"

Wen Xi spoke calmly, but his heart was filled with rage.

Lan Yun grabbed her and shook her head.

"He didn't mean to hit me, and he even knelt down to apologize."

"Auntie Lan, there are only 0 times and countless times of domestic violence. Apologies are useless."

"He really admitted his mistake this time," Lan Yun said softly, "He even slapped himself several times."

“…”

"Xiaoxi, you're still young. You kids don't understand adult matters. Honestly, this isn't domestic violence. Disputes are inevitable in life. We're an old couple, there's no need to make a big deal out of it. Some things, you just have to put up with them. Isn't that what marriage is all about?"

Lan Yun pulled down her sleeves and sighed.

Wen Xi didn't expect that Lan Yun was smart and capable in career, but so traditional in love.

Even after being bullied like this, she would rather swallow her anger and maintain this broken marriage.