Unexpected.
They were determined to protect them as they left.
We arrived in the neighboring city.
They still went their separate ways.
Perhaps, this is the best outcome.
When the two of them are together, they think about that innocent child.
Instead of painfully entangled with each other, it's better to part ways and each find our own happiness.
...
Back to Blue City.
She disappeared for a whole night.
My phone died and shut down.
She knew Ye Chenyu would be worried.
So she didn't go anywhere.
So I went to the hotel to find him.
Who knew, the door opened...
The room was empty; Ye Chenyu had disappeared.
Unexpectedly, she charged her phone first.
After the phone was turned on, I called Ye Chenyu again.
As soon as the call connected, the man on the other end was extremely anxious.
Where did you go?
"Why didn't you come back all night?"
"Marriott said he saw you leaving with Miss Liang. Did you hide her away?"
"The Liang and Jiang families are looking for her now, so you'd better be careful."
“…” She chuckled.
The man's voice paused on the other end.
"Xin Die, what are you laughing at?"
"Chen Yu, you've asked me so many questions in one go, how am I supposed to answer you?"
The man paused for a moment, then said, "Look at me."
"Then I won't ask anymore. Where are you now?"
...
A few days later.
The Jiang family unilaterally broke off the engagement with the Liang family.
They spread rumors that Liang Shan ran away with a stranger on her wedding day.
Mr. Liang felt his reputation was damaged and was so angry that he suffered a heart attack and was hospitalized.
Perhaps their good fortune had run out, because the Liang family's business began to decline.
Zhang Pengsheng seized this opportunity to strike at the Liang Group and profited handsomely.
In January, the temperature in Blue City gradually warmed up.
In the middle of the month, it was the birthday of the third wife, Jing Qiu.
Mr. Zhang was in a great mood that day and wanted to throw her a birthday party, inviting all his relatives and friends to celebrate with her.
But the Third Madam was not in a good mood that day.
That's all.
It was because her birthday was the anniversary of her husband Chen Hong's death.
She couldn't forget how he died so tragically that day.
Night fell.
The lobby downstairs was packed with people.
The sounds of talking and laughing.
She is the only one celebrating her birthday today.
He hid in his room when it was time to leave.
Zhang Pengsheng searched for her for a while but couldn't find her, so he came upstairs.
At that time, in the huge room.
Jing Qiu sat in front of the dressing table.
She held a pair of exquisite dolls in her hands and played with them.
I wonder if it was the scenery that stirred up my emotions.
Unable to hold back, tears streamed down my face.
"Ah Hong, I miss you so much."
I want to so much.
No matter how much time has passed.
He still lives in her heart.
She couldn't forget him; the longer time passed, the more she missed him.
Sometimes she would think that she might as well just die.
Go with him to the underworld to be a pair of adulterous wives.
But every time she had this thought, she felt unwilling to give up.
Zhang Pengsheng seized the Jing family's property.
She also buried her husband, Chen Hong, alive.
He then disregarded her objections and forced himself on her.
If she just dies like this.
Wouldn't that let bad guys get away with it?
"Ah Hong, if you have a spirit in heaven, please help me."
She really wanted to kill Zhang Pengsheng.
"Ah Hong, if only it had been you who possessed me that day."
If the dead could come back...
Knock knock knock!
Suddenly.
A rapid knocking sound came from outside the door.
Jing Qiu was startled.
Panic.
She looked up and saw her reflection in the mirror across from her, her face streaked with tears.
She quickly wiped away her tears.
"Jing Qiu, Jing Qiu!"
Shortly after, Zhang Pengsheng's voice came from outside the door.
Judging from the sound, he was about to push the door open and come in.
In her panic, Jingqiu hurriedly stuffed the doll into the drawer.
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