Ningcheng Cemetery.
The north wind was bleak, rustling the fallen leaves all over the ground. It was obviously not autumn yet, but the edges of the green leaves were already a little yellow. The sun fell, giving the leaves a golden mottle.
Yan Nian knelt in front of his father, Yan Yuming, and his biological mother, Han Qingzhu, and kowtowed twice.
"Dad, I went to see my stepmother today. She is doing well."
Yan Nian said, his eyes red.
Quietly watching the tough man and the gentle woman on the tombstone.
"Have you ever loved her? Or have you only loved my mother in this life? Did you marry her just for me? Do you have no selfish motives of your own? I don't know... Can I still be your daughter in the next life? I will be obedient. I won’t let my mother have a difficult delivery…”
Before she could finish her words, a cold dagger was pressed directly against her neck.
Yan Nian was stunned.
Slowly roll your eyes and look over.
"stand up."
With a cold voice, like an evil ghost from the underworld, Xiao Chuchen held one of her arms.
Yan Nian took a deep breath. His legs suddenly became weak. He didn't know how he got up. He felt that his fingers were trembling.
Xiao Chuchen…
"You...don't think about it...if you kill me, you will never be able to escape, so think about it carefully."
"Haha, you don't need to remind me, I can't run away in the first place,"
Xiao Chuchen's voice was rough, green stubble had grown on his chin, and his expression was haggard. The frames of his gold-rimmed glasses were also worn a lot. He was no longer the high-spirited design director before.
"Jiang Beiyuan will be here soon. I need him to help me go abroad."
He is now banned from traveling.
His every move is closely watched by the police, because he has not escaped suspicion, and the only way is for someone to help him sneak across.
That person can only be Jiang Beiyuan.
Xiao Chuchen could no longer think of anyone else.
He had to leave Ningcheng, otherwise his life would really be over.
"Can I ask you a question?"
Dense cold sweat slid down Yan Nian's forehead, spreading up like a centipede, but she told herself that all she could do now was calm, calm, calm.
"Why do you hate Jiangbeiyuan so much? What heinous thing did he do to make you hate him so much?"
Yan Nian had to admit that he was stalling for time.
Xiao Chuchen twitched the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold, "Now that it has happened, it doesn't hurt to tell you. To be precise, I hate the entire Jiang family."
"What's the meaning?"
"My surname is not Xiao. Originally our Fang family was one of the most famous families in Ningcheng, but we were all destroyed by the Jiang family..."
Once upon a time, when he was very young, he had a very happy family.
His father and mother loved each other, and he had a sister above him. The family was prosperous and wealthy.
Unexpectedly, as his father's business grew bigger, his father came home less and less often.
His mother discovered that his father had been cheating on Jiang Guoteng's wife, Pei Jinling.
During that time, everything was turned upside down.
His father was clamoring to divorce his mother and said he couldn't go on.
His mother suffered from depression during that time, and finally committed suicide by cutting her wrists late one night. She died in the bathtub, and the red blood stained the entire pool of water.
As for his father, he didn't know what Pei Jinling had whispered in his ears. He still didn't know how to repent and cherish his family. He actually believed Pei Jinling's words and wanted to invest in Jiang's family without saying a word.
(End of chapter)