In this self-narration, Meng Zihan cleverly concealed details that were unfavorable to her.
Everyone tried their best to tell her that Liu Mingxuan was a bad person and advised her not to associate with him, but she insisted on marrying him, threatening to kill herself.
Through her careful packaging, she was completely transformed into an innocent and delicate "little white flower," seduced and deceived by a wicked and lecherous man, ultimately ending up in such a miserable state.
Because of this unbearable experience, her family hates her even more, and she is now at her wit's end.
In fact, Gu's mother had told Gu Yifei all the truths that she had deliberately concealed.
But he stubbornly believed that it was his mother's prejudice against Meng Zihan that made her so disgusted with her.
In truth, Meng Zihan was merely a victim!
Why is everyone so harsh on her?
Why can't we lend her a helping hand and seek justice for her?
The one who really did evil was Liu Mingxuan!
Gu Yifei felt as if a red-hot iron was stuck in his chest, making all the blood rush to his head.
His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged out.
"That beast!"
He forced out a few words through gritted teeth and looked down at the girl in his arms who was crying and trembling.
"And now, your aunt and uncle... still want you to marry that kind of person?"
Meng Zihan buried her face in his chest and nodded in despair.
She choked back tears, mimicking Ye Zhenghua's cold tone as she repeated his words.
“My uncle said that my reputation is ruined and I’m tainted. Who would want me except Liu Mingxuan?”
"Liu Mingxuan caused trouble and beat people up during the Chinese New Year, and he lost his job. Now he's a complete scoundrel! If I really marry him, what will I do for the rest of my life?"
By the end, her words had become incoherent; she gripped Gu Yifei's arm tightly with both hands and wrapped her whole body around him.
"Brother Yifei, please help me, please save me!"
"If I really had to marry him, I'd rather be dead!"
These words, spoken with a death wish, sent a sharp pang through Gu Yifei's heart.
He reached out and stiffly hugged Meng Zihan's thin shoulders, asking with heartache, "Xiaohan, you've suffered so much. How can I help you?"
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