Jiang Yiran's heart skipped a beat.
Looking up at Huo Beixiao, she saw that Huo Beixiao's brows were furrowed.
However, it was also clear that Huo Beixiao's eyes were filled with worry and guilt when he looked at her, rather than anger and blame.
She thought for a moment.
She immediately collapsed onto the sofa, covered her face with her hands, and nodded while sobbing.
"Brother Beixiao, I didn't want to, I really didn't want to..."
But he... he hit me, he almost beat me to death, if I don't fight back, I won't survive.
I didn't want him to die, sob sob sob..."
As Jiang Yiran cried, she recalled her past life with Zhang Wei, and her words were naturally full of genuine feelings.
Huo Beixiao recalled his dream.
That makes everything make sense.
These past few days, he's felt that many of the things Jiang Yiran has told him don't align with his body's instinctive reactions.
For example, Jiang Yiran said that the two of them were very much in love, and it was Yang Qiaoqiao's shameless act of climbing into bed with him that broke them up.
But in reality, he didn't want Jiang Yiran to have any intimate contact with him at all. On the contrary, every time he saw Yang Qiaoqiao, he couldn't help but want to get closer and closer to her.
He knew very well that he only felt guilty towards Jiang Yiran, not affection for her.
Hearing Jiang Yiran's words, and combining them with his memories, even with some gaps, he was able to piece together a general truth.
"Jiang Yiran, our relationship has never been harmonious since we got married, and we have never been affectionate."
It's precisely because we don't get along that you've come into contact with Zhang Wei.
"We're getting a divorce not because of Yang Qiaoqiao, but because you're with Zhang Wei, right?"
Huo Beixiao looked at Jiang Yiran and asked.
Although he had no recollection of why he married Yang Qiaoqiao and had a child with her, he felt that his memories of Jiang Yiran were complete.
It was only because after having that incredibly vivid dream that he confused a part of the dream with reality.
He thought his memories went up to when Jiang Yiran was getting a divorce from him, and that the rest were just dreams.
But in reality, things had progressed to the point where, after his divorce from Jiang Yiran, Jiang Yiran had already killed Zhang Wei.
Only the part where Jiang Yiran goes to the execution ground is a dream.
Jiang Yiran panicked when she heard Huo Beixiao's words.
Could it be that Huo Beixiao has already remembered what happened between him and Yang Qiaoqiao?
In that instant, Jiang Yiran's mind was racing.
what to do?
She and Zhang Wei kidnapped those two little bastards, Huo Beixiao and Yang Qiaoqiao. If Huo Beixiao remembers, he definitely won't let her go.
What should she do?
Should we run now?
Yang Qiaoqiao covered her face, crying with suppressed pain and regret, while observing the terrain leading to the door.
Huo Beixiao is not like Zhang Wei, a weakling who gets drunk.
Can she escape from Huo Beixiao's clutches?
"sorry."
Just when Jiang Yiran thought that if she ran again, she might not even have a chance to run anymore, she suddenly heard Huo Beixiao's guilty voice.
She paused for a moment, and even her crying stopped abruptly.
“In our previous marriage, it was my attitude towards you that was problematic. I didn’t take your feelings into account and neglected you, which allowed a scoundrel like Zhang Wei to take advantage of the situation.”
"I also bear some responsibility for pushing you to the point of killing Zhang Wei. I will handle the matter of changing your identity."
Jiang Yiran could hardly believe what Huo Beixiao said.
She never expected that things would take such a dramatic turn, and that it would ultimately benefit her.
She quickly realized that Huo Beixiao was treating the events of his past life as events of this life.
Moreover, because Huo Beixiao died in his previous life but he survived in this one, his memories of his previous life are fragmented.
She suddenly remembered that when she had just been swapped with Yang Qiaoqiao and married Qin Haiyang, Huo Beixiao had always been very accommodating to her requests, and his eyes were full of guilt when he looked at her.
Was it from that time that Huo Beixiao already had some memories of his past life?
His memories, however, were not as complete as hers.
Therefore, he attributed her later miserable life to himself and felt full of guilt towards her.
After figuring this out, Jiang Yiran's heart pounded with joy.
This would make it much easier for her to control Huo Beixiao.
Her eyes, still wet from crying, looked at Huo Beixiao. She bit her lip and shook her head. "Brother Beixiao, it's okay. I don't blame you."
I know you were forced to marry me by your father, so it's normal that you don't have feelings for me.
I was being immature before. If I hadn't gone with Zhang Wei, you wouldn't have…
Jiang Yiran's eyes were also filled with regret and guilt as she looked at Huo Beixiao.
Huo Beixiao didn't feel much emotion when he saw Jiang Yiran's gaze.
He said indifferently, "It's okay, the past is the past. I'll get you a new identity. If you meet the right person in the future, you can start a new family and live a good life."
Upon hearing Huo Beixiao's words, Jiang Yiran finally mustered up her courage and rushed over to hug him. "Brother Beixiao, you're asking me to start a family with someone else. Don't you want me anymore?"
Is it because of me and Zhang Wei... that you think I'm dirty?
As Jiang Yiran spoke, tears streamed down her face.
Huo Beixiao, with Jiang Yiran holding his waist, only frowned, feeling an indescribable aversion and disgust in his heart.
He pulled away Jiang Yiran's arms that were holding him, and looked at her with a cold expression, saying, "Jiang Yiran, I dreamed that you were taken to the execution ground and shot for killing Zhang Wei."
I feel responsible for your situation, which is why I helped you.
But we have no feelings for each other. Now that we're divorced, there's no need to force ourselves to stay together.
Jiang Yiran's heart, which had just been filled with excitement and joy, plummeted to rock bottom because of Huo Beixiao's words.
Although Huo Beixiao had filed for divorce from Yang Qiaoqiao, he had no intention of marrying her. If he didn't marry her, how could she be the wealthy wife that everyone envied?
A fleeting glint of calculation and ruthlessness crossed her eyes.
No, she had to find a way to get Huo Beixiao to marry her.
or……
She could also be a tycoon herself.
If all of Huo Beixiao's property and assets became hers...
Huo Beixiao didn't notice the glint in Jiang Yiran's eyes and said in a tone devoid of emotion, "We won't go back tomorrow for now. Wait for me at the hotel, and I'll try to get you a new identity."
"Okay!" Jiang Yiran nodded obediently.
She knew that she couldn't rush things. If she put pressure on Huo Beixiao at this time, insisting that he marry her or make some other promise, she would only push him away.
This matter can only be addressed gradually.
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