Although air routes from Hong Kong to the mainland have been opened, tickets are not easy to buy.
She still couldn't buy a plane ticket when she returned, so she had to take a boat back.
The ship had been tossed about at sea for three days, which was not a pleasant experience. Even with a room and a bed, she couldn't sleep, so she needed to take advantage of this time to rest and recuperate.
By the time she returned, the garment factory would be almost completed and ready for production.
At that time, she will not only have to deal with factory affairs, but also with divorcing Huo Beixiao and fighting for custody.
Therefore, she must now make sure she gets enough rest.
Yang Qiaoqiao didn't sleep well; she dreamed all night.
In my dream, past lives and present lives flashed by like a movie.
She knew she was dreaming, and she tried hard to open her eyes and wake up, but she couldn't open them no matter what she did.
The painful and repressed feeling almost suffocated her in her dream.
The final image freezes on Jiang Yiran's smug, contorted face, showing the moment in her past life when Jiang Yiran stabbed her in the heart with a fruit knife.
She abruptly broke free from the nightmare's grip and sat up abruptly, her heart still pounding uncontrollably.
She was breathing heavily.
She had the same dream on the ship that brought her to the port city.
Now that I'm leaving the port city, I have this dream again.
She rubbed her temples, and it took her a while to recover.
I glanced at the time; it was almost six in the morning. It was about time to get up.
Yang Qiaoqiao put that dream out of her mind, got up, packed her things, and left with her suitcase.
As soon as the door opened, a tall figure blocked her way.
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