Quickly Married to the President, She Was Doted on by the Whole Nation

She was a poor woman from the slums.

And he was the all-powerful President.

Some people said the President was just having a temporary whim and that Shi Nian, the poor woman, would even...

Chapter 77 Zhan Xiuchen's First Honesty with Shi Nian

Shi Nian slept wearing very loose clothing.

As she turned over, her clothes rolled up, exposing a large area of ​​her back.

What shocked Zhan Xiu was the numerous scars of varying sizes on Shi Nian's back.

Like centipedes, they were densely distributed on what should have been snow-white skin.

It looks absolutely terrifying!

A few seconds later, Zhan Xiuchen's hand reached out and landed on Shi Nian's back.

This scar is not a new injury.

It must have been around for quite some time.

Lumpy and bumpy.

Touching it, the skin on my palm felt like it had been scratched by something sharp.

The sensation sent shivers down Zhan Xiuchen's spine.

At that moment, Shi Nian suddenly opened her eyes.

Shi Nian was stunned for a moment after seeing Zhan Xiuchen.

But just seconds later, she quickly pried Zhan Xiuchen's hand away, then wrapped herself in a silk quilt, looking at Zhan Xiuchen with suspicious and wary eyes.

Zhan Xiuchen's breathing became somewhat heavy.

"What's wrong with your back?"

"Nothing much."

"What exactly happened?" Zhan Xiuchen suddenly raised his voice.

At the same time, an overwhelming pressure emanated from the area.

She has an aura that is impossible to refuse.

My breathing became sluggish.

She lowered her eyes, and after a few seconds, looked at Zhan Xiuchen again: "She hit me."

"she?"

“My biological mother,” Shi Nian said coldly.

As she spoke, a fleeting look of disorientation crossed Shi Nian's eyes.

At the same time, past memories also surfaced.

That was when Shi Nian was seven or eight years old.

Lin Xiaoying works as a cleaner at a rural resort.

Because affluent areas are full of high-rise buildings, rural resorts are mostly built in the far suburbs of poorer areas.

In their leisure time, wealthy people often bring their families to farmhouses for vacation and relaxation.

Lin Xiaoying would often take Shi Nian with her when she went to work.

Nothing else.

It means getting Shi Nian to help her with tasks.

Although the time is short.

But helping with the cleaning is no problem.

But who knew that something bad would happen that day.

The incident stemmed from a little girl in an affluent neighborhood, about the same age as Shi Nian.

While she was playing, she dropped her frisbee into a tree.

The little girl asked Shi Nian to fetch it.

When the dog was handed to the little girl, she laughed and said that dogs in the slums could only climb trees.

Shi Nian caught the frisbee and smashed it hard on the little girl's head.

The little girl cried.

Her parents arrived.

Lin Xiaoying also came.

“They all told me to apologize, but I was very stubborn and I just wouldn’t apologize,” Shi Nian said softly. “In the end, she took an iron rod and hit me on the back.”

Shi Nian suddenly gestured in the air with his hand: "That iron rod was that long, and it wasn't smooth. It was covered in burrs, and it made my back bleed profusely."

At this point, Shi Nian smiled again.

There was a hint of mockery in the laughter.

"They didn't expect that after beating me like that, I still hadn't apologized. Do you know why the parents in that wealthy neighborhood didn't pursue the matter further even though I hadn't apologized?"

Zhan Xiuchen pursed his thin lips and remained silent.

His heart sank lower and lower.

At that moment, he suddenly wanted Shi Nian to stop talking.

But Shi Nian continued to speak.

She said, "Because she promised the parents of that girl in the rich neighborhood that she wouldn't take me for treatment. If I'm unlucky, I'll just die. If I'm lucky, I'll have a scar on my back forever."

"Then the parents and their child walked away arrogantly."

Shi Nian's hand suddenly clenched.

She spoke casually.

But the way she was moving her hands betrayed her true feelings.

This incident is like a scar on your back; it can never be erased.

“I was going to die. My back got infected and I had a high fever. In the end, my grandfather found me and carried me to the village's barefoot doctor, which saved my life.” Shi Nianyan murmured, “But the scar on my back will stay with me forever.”

Zhan Xiuchen's eyes trembled suddenly, and a cold and hard feeling inexplicably rolled through his heart.

After waiting for a long time, he finally calmed down a bit.

Shi Nian also calmed down.

She said, "Mr. Zhan, it's not appropriate to be in a woman's bedroom so late."

She paused for a moment, then added, "If you prefer to sleep here, I can give you this bed; I'll sleep on the floor."

After all, this is Zhan Xiuchen's home.

Where he sleeps is his freedom.

She wasn't someone who was delicate or pampered.

Whether you sleep on the bed or the floor, it doesn't matter.

Upon hearing this, Zhan Xiu sighed softly.

He stared intently at Shi Ni: "Silly girl, how could I not have a bed to sleep in? Besides, even if I didn't have a bed, I would sleep on the floor. How could I bear to let you sleep on the floor?"

The moonlight outside the window swayed.

The soft moonlight shone through and fell on Zhan Xiuchen's face.

The man's expression was even gentler than the moonlight.

Shi Nian was taken aback for a moment.

“Shi Nian, I am a materialist.” Zhan Xiuchen said in a low voice, “But now I don’t want to be a materialist anymore. I wish time could turn back, I could go back to the time when you were injured, and you wouldn’t have suffered like this.”

Shi Nian's nose suddenly felt sore for no reason.

That's strange.

She didn't feel bitter when talking about those painful past experiences.

On the contrary, Zhan Xiuchen's words made her feel inexplicably sour.

But this bittersweet feeling was fleeting.

Shi Nian sniffed.

She looked away, her voice seemingly casual: "What a coincidence, I'm also a materialist, so I know very well that time travel is impossible."

Zhan Xiuchen remained silent.

He was still heartbroken because of the scars on Shi Nian's back.

The heartache churned within him.

It even surged up to his throat.

"Shi Nian." A few seconds later, a burning emotion flashed across Zhan Xiuchen's deep eyes. He didn't pick up on Shi Nian's topic, but instead said, "You guessed right, I have ulterior motives for looking for you."

Shi Nian was startled.

She already knew this.

But this was the first time the man had said it himself.