Xu Yuhe begged Yan Mojiu many times, if the handcuffs and the chair restricted her freedom, she would kneel down to Yan Mojiu.
In fact, she also knew that the more she begged, the more Yan Mojiu knew that she was afraid that he would retaliate against her, that she liked his father very much, and that she liked to have this child with his father.
But she had no other choice.
If she asks, he will do it.
If she asks, there is still a 0.01% chance of changing the outcome.
Yan Mojiu was more heartless than she had imagined. He was like a director watching a newcomer auditioning, and even mocking her good acting skills in his heart.
She slowly stopped begging, "Yan Mojiu, you are not like your mother at all. You are like your father. Like him, you have no heart."
"My heart is broken, but I will give it to you." Yan Mojiu refuted calmly.
The word "all" stabbed Xu Yuhe's already broken heart again.
Xu Yuhe knew that it was useless to ask him again. She looked at Meng Mingxuan, "Can you persuade him? Only if you speak, he will listen."
"Me?" Meng Mingxuan pointed at herself.
"Well, he and Shaoxiang are brothers after all. Even if he does everything perfectly, there will be people who will suspect that he falsified the evidence. You are his wife, and you have to consider his reputation after his death. Please help me persuade him. No matter what you ask, I will agree to it, even if you ask me to kill myself immediately." Xu Yuhe said.
In her life, Xu Yuhe has only loved one man, Yan Zheng.
There is only one man, Yan Zheng.
She did harm Lin Ruxue, but she never harmed Yan Zheng. At that time, Yan Yichang bullied Yan Zheng, and she saw it all, so she set up a trap to kill three birds with one stone and get rid of Yan Yichang and Yan Zheng at the same time.
Her only kindness and sincerity were given to Yan Zheng.
Even if she died, she would have to bear such a bad reputation.
She did not have an affair with Yan Yichang.
"I want to go back in time." Meng Mingxuan looked at Xu Yuhe and said softly, "Let time go back to before you designed the Yan Department."
Xu Yuhe was shocked, "You..."
"In this way, Yan's mother will tell Yan Bu that she and he are about to welcome a new life. Yan Bu will feel her joy and know that she has let go of the past and forgiven him. Yan Yichang will go to Lincheng, Qi Shuyue will also be bullied by Yan Yichang, and my ninth brother and I will become childhood sweethearts."
Meng Mingxuan's eyes were slightly moist. "Because my mom and Yan's mom are very, very good friends. After Yan's mom lets go of her worries, she will definitely contact my mom. My parents will bring me to Kyoto, and I will not meet that drunk driver, and I will die in Lincheng."
Even her sister would not stay in Haicheng for too long because of the Yan family's relationship.
She will have the happiest childhood and the happiest love.
Six-year-old Meng Mingxuan and ten-year-old Yan Mojiu become childhood sweethearts with the deepest feelings.
The relationship is even deeper than that between Lu Jingqian and Nie Ziyang.
He will always be Meng Mingxuan's big brother in white, and he will become the Ninth Lord of Lincheng who emerged from the sword light and blood shadow.
In order to protect Mom Yan, Dad Yan would change his surname. He would not have to take Mom Yan to live in seclusion. He would not continue his teaching career. He would shine in the education career, and he might even suffer from a heart disease because of witnessing Mom Yan's death, and leave the world so early.
All the suffering will stop.
놊 will come.
"You're making things difficult for me." Xu Yuhe raised a self-deprecating smile.
"You are making things difficult for me." Meng Mingxuan looked at Xu Yuhe with clear eyes. "You have harmed so many people and caused so much suffering for them. As the perpetrator, how dare you ask me to help you persuade the victim to forgive you."
And Xu Yuhe remembered that in her previous life, she was also the target of Xu Yuhe's harm.
How could she help her enemy and persuade her man to let go of hatred and forgive her enemy?
"So, this matter has changed, right?" Xu Yuhe's eyes showed a trace of determination.
"Besides death, what other tricks do you have?" Yan Mojiu said in a contemptuous voice, "But this can't threaten me. Believe me, I will bury you and Yan Yichang together, and engrave the eight-character blessing of 'sharing the same bed in life and sharing the same grave in death' on your grave."
Xu Yuhe's pupils trembled violently.
He is simply a lunatic! ! !
Neuropathy! ! !
"I look forward to hearing the news of your death." Yan Mojiu stood up leisurely and held Meng Mingxuan in his arms, "So that I can buy a coffin of the worst quality."
“………………”
Xu Yuhe watched him arrogantly hug her and express her happiness, then turned around and disappeared from her sight.
She leaned back on the chair with her eyes closed, powerless. She didn't respond even when someone came in and called her several times.
…
His own Master Jiu and his eldest sister returned to the car, but they didn't say anything, which made Xu Li feel itchy and uneasy.
But he didn't dare to ask.
What if my final bonus is deducted again?
Yan Mojiu glanced at Xu Li who was driving the car honestly, and said, "Go get your hair cut early."
Xu Li: “?”
What to cut?
Jiu Ye is so cruel, he still wants to marry a wife.
"Hemorrhoids must be removed early, otherwise they will become more serious if you delay," said Yan Mojiu.
“…”
“…………”
Meng Mingxuan turned her face away and looked out the window. Ninth Brother was so annoying that she didn't even have the nerve to laugh.
Yan Mojiu realized something, glanced at her, and then changed the subject, "I'm going to let Xu Xiang change his name back to Yan Shaoxiang, and become a half-brother with Yan Shaoting. Unfortunately, Yan Yichang is too familiar to people in the Beijing circle. Of course, it would be even better if Yan Yichang was adopted by the old man."
Identical twins look almost exactly the same, so it is easy to deal with.
"Master Jiu, that's great!" Xu Li first praised, and then said, "But will this make Xu Yuhe feel so miserable?"
He still prefers to give Xu Yuhe three meals a day, that would be really great.
"You're a single guy, what do you know?" Yan Mojiu sneered.
"..." Xu Li thought about it and he really understood, how could one love someone to death and be so devoted and choose the means to do so? They both had the last name Xu, so why had he never tasted the bitterness of love?
But he is definitely not as smart as Jiu Ye. Jiu Ye can think of a way, which must be the best way.
Just worship him mindlessly.
Yan Mojiu held Meng Mingxuan's hand and gently played with her soft fingers, as if he was thinking about something.
"Mingxuan, the old man sent a message saying that you went to him to defend me."
As for her love for him, he wanted to wait until night to find out.
He wanted to hear her tell him right away how she ran to the old man to protect her husband.
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