"What weapon? What three years of chasing me? What deal? It's all fake!"
"Zhou Cheng really likes me, he doesn't have ulterior motives! No, it can't be like that, waaaaaah... I don't want to believe you, you're lying to me, right!"
"Tell me, you said you were lying to me, Zhou Cheng... Waaaaaah!"
Lin Jiaoyun covered her face and cried her heart out, her heart breaking.
She felt as if her heart was being squeezed by a giant hand, crushing her dignity and hope, shattering her future and beautiful fantasies, and causing her unbearable pain.
She kept denying it, shouting that it wasn't true.
But deep down...
In fact, Lin Jiaoyun already knew that perhaps the answer Zhou Qianyan gave was the truth.
Otherwise, why would Zhou Cheng become so cold and indifferent to her as soon as the three-year period expired, even watching her kiss Young Master Qin without any reaction or concern?
Otherwise, how could Zhou Cheng have known that she was bullied, humiliated, and sexually assaulted by Cheng Xianyi, yet he did not stand up for her at all, but instead turned around and resumed his marriage with Cheng Xianyi, becoming engaged?
otherwise........
There are many other exceptions.
For example, now that Zhou Qianyan can find out that she has fallen into a brothel, how could Zhou Cheng not know?
But why didn't Zhou Cheng come to rescue her himself?
Lin Jiaoyun broke down!
The more she thought about it, the more she broke down. Clutching her chest, unable to breathe, she felt suffocated by the pain, wishing she could just die. Regret overwhelmed her, and she even began to beg God for another chance.
If she could go back three years, with her current memories, she would cherish this relationship, have a child with Zhou Chengcheng, and be together forever.
Have you cried enough?
Have you come to terms with reality yet?
She cried for an unknown amount of time, until Lin Jiaoyun's eyes were lifeless and her voice was hoarse, before the voice continued to sound.
Lin Jiaoyun slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with despair and resentment.
She stared at Zhou Qianyan's face, her lips pressed tightly together, her fists clenched, and she didn't say anything.
"Hate me?" Zhou Qianyan stood up, walked up to Lin Jiaoyun, and slapped her hard across the face. "I was just telling you the truth. Your dream is shattered. Who's to blame?"
"You can only blame yourself for putting on airs and refusing the marriage when the Zhou family proposed to the Lin family!"
"Oh, right."
"You still want to rekindle your relationship with Zhou Cheng, don't you?"
The resentment in Lin Jiaoyun's eyes dissipated, and she pursed her lips as she looked at Zhou Qianyan.
"I have a method here, let me tell you about it."
"Cheng Xianyi went missing some time ago, and Zhou Cheng has been secretly searching for her..." Zhou Qianyan whispered in Lin Jiaoyun's ear, a smile playing on her lips, "If... as long as... in the end..."
"How about it?"
"This is your last chance to stay by Zhou Cheng's side. I can help you, but it depends on whether you can seize it."
As Lin Jiaoyun listened to these plans, a glimmer of hope appeared on her face.
After realizing what she had done, she shook her head in shock and disbelief: "Aren't you Zhou Cheng's third sister? Why would you do this? It doesn't benefit Zhou Cheng at all, and besides..."
Zhou Qianyan said with a slightly cold expression, "You don't need to know the reason, you just need to answer whether I want to or not!"
“But I…” Lin Jiaoyun was already tempted. She bit her lip, lowered her eyes, and said with feigned worry, “Zhou Cheng will definitely turn around and leave as soon as he sees me, so why would he stay with me?”
Clang.
That's the sound of the wooden box being dropped onto the table.
Lin Jiaoyun looked up and saw the square wooden box.
What's this?
Zhou Qianyan took in the doubt in Lin Jiaoyun's eyes, smiled, and took out a bottle of powder from her sleeve. She pushed it all in front of Lin Jiaoyun and coaxed, "He won't."
"Because from now on, you are Cheng Xianyi."
"I've taught you all the methods, so you know what to do, right?"
The wooden box slowly opened.
Inside lay a human skin mask.
This human skin mask, based on Cheng Xianyi's facial features, is exquisitely crafted and can be described as perfect.
Lin Jiaoyun's heart pounded. She glanced at the closed door, got dressed, stood up, and picked up the human skin mask from inside with trembling hands, then stuck it to her face.
She gazed at her reflection in the bronze mirror, her heart pounding with shock: "Exactly the same! It really is exactly the same! This... this is my face now? My face... it's so beautiful..."
Lin Jiaoyun,
This is your last chance.
This is also your last chance to see Zhou Cheng.
You must seize this opportunity...
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