Remember in one second [Jiujiu Novels Network
Xie Yan carefully opened the yellowed letters one by one. Only these could prove that his dream was true.
In the dream, he did not die, but was seriously injured and became a vegetable. He spent all his wealth and lay in a high-end ward in the capital. He was able to get out of bed two years later.
The first time he went to Xue Qingdai's hometown to visit her, the Xue family's yard was in a dilapidated state.
Xie Yan only saw the lame Xue family patriarch Xue Shiyou sitting at the door. He was in a state of despair. Although he was young, his hair was full of white.
He was the only one left in the Xue family, and there were traces of the funeral on the ground.
When Xue Shiyou saw him, he said nothing and handed him a box.
"My sister said to give these to you if you come to see her."
Those blood-stained letters were like blunt knives slowly stabbing into Xie Yan's chest, causing him pain every moment.
These were the letters that Xue Qingdai would write to him every year after their engagement, but they were never sent.
Twenty years ago, when he ignored this ridiculous marriage, Xue Qingdai took it seriously.
No wonder I couldn’t get into her heart in the past twenty years of this life.
A dream of a yellow millet.
It was wrong from the beginning.
He never understood Xue Qingdai.
[I'm already 18 years old, why didn't that big brother come to see me? ]
[Alas, none of the boys in the village are as good-looking as that big brother. I'll wait a little longer.]
[The mother and daughter of the Zhao family mocked me openly and secretly, saying that no one wants me. You should show up earlier.]
[I'm so annoyed. I'm not feeling well and can't go anywhere. You have to take me out to play in the future. Anywhere is fine! ]
【I'm coming to find you! 】
The real Xie Yandu is actually no longer here, and Xue Qingdai in the dream has written many more letters.
[You don't like me? It doesn't matter, I like you, that's enough. ]
【I got married, but I wasn’t as happy as I thought. 】
[Hey, I know you're going to a far place, so I packed my luggage too. ]
[I've been on a long trip. This little place is cold and damp. I feel really uncomfortable. You look unhappy. Since you are so good at cooking fish soup, I'll stay with you here.]
[Sure enough, you just look cold, you did everything I said.]
[We are getting closer and closer, and we are becoming more and more dependent on each other. You are always frowning. Are you hiding something from me?]
[The medicine is bitter, for your praise, I'll take it! ]
[They said you were dead, but I didn't believe it. If divorce is what you want, I'll let you do it.]
[I'm back home. It feels like being with you is a dream. I'm sorry to disappoint my family. ]
【Sick, sick, and sick again.】
【it's over……】
While reading the letter, Xie Yan recalled the last few letters from Xue Qingdai in his dream.
He could no longer distinguish between reality and dreams, and his vision was blurred by tears. Xie Yan quickly looked at the letter and found it was not wet. He touched the dry letter and breathed a sigh of relief.
Xie Yan was so heartbroken that he was unconscious. Fortunately, Xue Qingdai was currently abroad with bodyguards to take care of her, so he had nothing to worry about.
No matter in past or present life, Xue Qingdai has never changed.
In reality, Xue Qingdai no longer has the habit of writing letters, but she likes to send text messages to gossip about him behind his back with others.
Xie Yan heard footsteps leaving Xue Qingdai's room.
"Thank you, Chief. This is the draft divorce agreement. I have consulted with a lawyer and it will take effect once I sign it."
It is difficult to prove loyalty, but guard Xiao Wu did not leave Xie Yan, and tried his best to help Xie Yan do the last thing.
There is no essential difference between Xie Yan in his twenties and Xie Yan in his forties. When disaster strikes, they always want to distance themselves from Xue Qingdai, protect her safety, and give Xue Qingdai everything they have.
But husband and wife are one body, and Xue Qingdai could not be picked out innocently. Similarly, those people in the dream did not let the Xue family go.
Xie Yan opened the agreement and looked at the line of text that specifically instructed to transfer the property under his name to Xue Qingdai privately.
Xie Yan smiled faintly. History will repeat itself, but he will not let go this time.
In his dreams, those bastards from the northwest were defeated by him, and it is still the same now.
"Burn it, no need. Xiao Wu, thank you very much." Xie Yan said to him solemnly.
Xiao Wu stood there, unwilling to leave.
Xie Yan: "I will go back."
"Then... wait for your return." Xiao Wu met the Xue brothers with the divorce agreement in hand. He had a smile on his face but felt bitter in his heart. It would be very difficult for Chief Xie to return to his peak period.
Xue Yongkang had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, worrying about how to get Xie Yan out. He glanced at Xiao Wu with his peach blossom eyes and saw the agreement in Xiao Wu's arms.
He sighed secretly.
"We brothers are ready to rescue you, but you are thinking of divorcing Dai Dai?"
"No need. I have my own way." Xie Yan slept well and dreamed for a lifetime, seeing the changes in the fate of many people.
Naturally, I am more familiar with my mortal enemy from my previous life than anyone else.
Xie Yan cleared his throat twice: "I didn't want to divorce her, I just wanted to protect her."
Under normal circumstances, Xie Yan would not have explained much, because the three men watching coldly in front of him were Xue Qingdai's brothers.
A group of people who seriously affected his reputation in Xue Qingdai's heart.
As soon as they heard that something had happened to him, they sent his wife abroad to hide her from the public.
well……
What made him disheartened was that Dai Dai agreed to go abroad without responding to any messages.
In dreams and in reality, he had seen Xue Qingdai, who truly liked Xie Yan. Her eyes were round, bright, and sincere.
Forget it, if you can’t warm a heart, you will keep it for a lifetime.
Following the clues in his dream, Xie Yan began to look for evidence of the crimes committed by those old thieves, determined to eradicate this cancer.
Wait until the domestic issues are resolved and everything is calm, then bring the people back.
One year later, in the first class lounge.
A large sum of money suddenly went into Xie Ling’s bank card. It said “dividends” on it with countless zeros. It seemed to be more than five million?
What the hell!
Looking at the beautiful mother who was applying artificial tears, Xie Ling's attention was instantly drawn away.
Xue Qingdai: "Daughter, how about mom crying from this angle? Is it pitiful enough? I haven't cried for a long time. When you see your father later, you must tell him that I have suffered a lot."
Her hair was a mass of chestnut-colored waves, her fingers were fresh, and she was holding a mirror and posing her facial expressions.
I haven't acted for a long time, so I'm a little rusty. I need to rehearse in advance to avoid the sharp gaze of the old man Xie Yan.
Xie Yan was a smart man. He went abroad when he was in trouble and came back when he was about to resume his military service.
Xue Qingdai couldn't find any reason to explain such a coincidence.
Xie Ling took the mirror from Xue Qingdai and sighed, "Mom, you don't have to please Dad like this. You have the figure, the looks, and the money. Choose a college student who is 20 years younger than you. Others will say you are the same age."
"Dad is going to give you up, so you come with me! I've only just started my own business, and it won't be long before I can make enough money to support you."
Xue Qingdai kissed her daughter's face. She had pure features, charming eyes, and a hint of deep thought in her almond-shaped eyes.
Silly child...
Some things can only be accomplished if you have a strong background.
To be honest, before Xie Ling had the idea of starting a business, Xue Qingdai wanted to continue staying abroad. She could no longer think about the sun, the beach, and kayaking.
Both mother and daughter fell silent at the same time.
Xie Ling is calculating the cost of supporting his mother.
If we calculate realistically, my mother's annual expenditure on skin care is nearly one million yuan, and the medicinal materials for cooking beauty porridge every day cost around four or five hundred thousand yuan a year. Women's clothing is the biggest expense, with fluctuations of several million yuan, not to mention the money for traveling.
Foster mom...useless child.
Xie Ling nodded heavily.
"Mom, I think what you just said is right!"
"When I see dad, I'll help you play."
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