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In fact, I can understand the bitterness of Mrs. An as the principal wife who is always challenged by the mistress. My father is not a loyal person. He married Mrs. An and had me with my mother. This was actually a slap in the face to Mrs. An, a lady from a wealthy family.
But after my mother passed away, my father suggested taking me back home, and Mrs. An didn't object much.
During those years, I can't say that Mrs. An treated me badly.
She didn't criticize me in life. Instead, she ate and used the same things as Anran. But I also understood that no matter how much material satisfaction I provided, she would not treat me as a relative.
In fact, she was lucky that she didn't stab him openly or secretly.
I suddenly became a lot more sensible after my mother passed away, for example, when living under someone else's roof, I had to endure what I had to endure.
During those years, Mrs. An and I got along pretty well. If it weren't for An Ran's incident, I think this harmony would have continued.
After An Ran's accident, Mrs. An, who had always been noble and indifferent, seemed to have fallen from the clouds to the ground in an instant. Such a generous and decent woman became crazy after hearing the news of her daughter's death.
In fact, I feel guilty. After all, I have an unshirkable responsibility for An Ran's death.
However, thinking about the mental torture she had given me during that period, my guilt gradually faded. I guess I am also a hard-hearted person.
"TOEFL, it's okay." Mrs. An smiled, her eyebrows curved, and the smile even reached her eyes.
I was stunned. It seemed that Mrs. An was living a really good life. I heard from Ding Chunchun that Mrs. An adopted Hu Ling as her goddaughter. I wondered if this was the reason why her mental state improved
However, it is better not to be so curious.
I hesitated for a moment and smiled perfunctorily.
"What does the lady want to see me about?"
I thought, let's forget about reminiscing. There's no emotional connection between her and me, so I'd better get used to it and make it quick.
Mrs. An frowned, and the beautiful Persian cat under her palm let out a scream, then jumped out of Mrs. An's hand and ran away.
"Are you okay?"
I saw the Persian cat was frantic and seemed to give Mrs. Ann a claw.
"It's okay." Mrs. An blew on her hands and spoke in a light tone, as if she was not disturbed.
"An animal is an animal. No matter how you raise it, it will never become a human being."
It feels a bit like pointing fingers at someone else! But I'm always used to playing dumb.
"Really? Hahaha... I don't like animals either... Especially cats... They have fleas... And they like to scratch the sofa..."
"… "
I'm sure it's a cold reception.
Mrs. An probably wanted to hint at something, but when she saw that I wasn't taking the bait, she finally broke away from her elegant mask and told me her purpose directly.
"I heard that you and Zhuo Yang are divorced?"
My heart skipped a beat, and I finally got to the point. But what exactly did Mrs. An want to do? I didn't quite understand, but I nodded obediently in the end.
Mrs. An has been prejudiced against Zhuo Yang since I married him. She hates Zhuo Yang even more than she hates me.
I remember that on the night of our wedding, Mrs. An somehow escaped from the nursing home, ran to Zhuo Yang and yelled at him for being an unfaithful man who was not worthy of An Ran, and in the end she almost stabbed Zhuo Yang...
So, because of this reason, since Zhuo Yang and I got married, I haven't seen Mrs. An care about our marriage.
However, now that I think about it, she should still be paying close attention.
only…
I don’t understand, why did she suddenly confront me so long after Zhuo Yang and I divorced... What was the reason
"Finally divorced." Putting aside the appearance of an elegant lady, Mrs. An took a sip of the Ceylon black tea at hand, "It's expected."
I was sure she was laughing at me, and I seemed to have felt a sense of revenge, and I felt much better.
However, a shameless woman like me is not afraid.
"Haha... I think so too. Finally getting divorced, ah... freedom is good."
"… "
Madam An gave me a glare, as if she wanted to torture a woman like me who refused to give in to any persuasion.
"It's okay to get divorced. You can never be together anyway." Mrs. An glanced at me, then suddenly lowered her head and touched the carvings on the teacup. "But... I heard that Zhuoyang gave half of Zhuoyue to you?"
I think I roughly understand what Mrs. An means.
These years, after my father passed away, the An family had no one to manage it and had actually fallen into decline a long time ago.
Zhuoyang's outstanding culture has become a new cash cow.
It turns out that they came not for the so-called hatred, but for the evil money.
"Yes..." Mrs. An asked me, and I answered honestly: "He said he felt guilty for not treating me well all these years, so he used money to make it up to me..."
I was sure there was no smugness in my tone, but Mrs. An suddenly became angry.
"That's not yours... You have no right to take it!"
“Haha…” I rubbed my sore shoulders while laughing angrily, and my voice gradually became colder.
"Are you qualified? Speaking of qualifications... Madam An, you are not qualified to make the decision, right?"
"I have it." Mrs. An leaned over and looked at me and said almost word by word: "Believe me, An Yue, I have it."
"you… "
"Do you feel unwilling? Or angry? But An Yue, what qualifications do you think you have to take away everything from Zhuo Yang? Just because you are nominally married? You are really shameless. Don't you think about the fact that you have been married to Zhuo Yang for seven years and you have not helped him at all. Apart from making trouble when he is upset, what else have you done? No... You also did other things... Like running away from home? Like lying and using all kinds of excuses to persuade Zhuo Yang to drop the big case and come back to accompany you?"
Even though my heart has been trained to withstand any kind of oppression, when Mrs. An comes at me aggressively, I can only retreat again and again.
Because what she said was true.
Finally, I found one sentence.
"That's between me and him... and... and it has nothing to do with you..."
"It's okay?" Mrs. An sat back down. "Why is it not related to me? Do you know that Zhuo Yang can achieve what he has today, or in other words... Zhuo Yang can live to this day, all thanks to me... If it weren't for me, Zhuo Yang would have died long ago..."
"Wait..." I wondered, how did Mrs. An become the savior? She was said to have saved Zhuo Yang... Why didn't she say that she was Zhuo Yang's mother
"Don't believe it?" Mrs. An took a sip of the black tea. It seemed that it had cooled down and the taste had changed. She pursed her lips in disgust.
"When Zhuoyang was fifteen, he was kidnapped, and An Ran blocked a bullet for him... That time, An Ran saved Zhuoyang, but she also lost her qualifications as a mother... Now you understand... An Yue, you will never be able to get between them in your life... Because in addition to love, they have a life bond... You are a shameless outsider, how do you know that their bond is so deep..."
I suddenly thought of Zhuoyang’s previous confessions of love.
He said he never thought he would fall in love with me, he said he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. I always thought he loved An Ran so much that he couldn't get over the psychological shadow of forgetting his lover and falling in love with someone else, but I never thought that apart from love, there was such a deep connection between them.
An Ran actually saved Zhuo Yang's life.
No wonder Zhuo Yang hated me so much when we first got married.
No wonder Zhuo Yang always murmured sorry in his sleep, saying that he failed to protect her well.
turn out to be-
That she was never talking about me.
Instead, it protected Zhuo Yang's safety.
Because they had an agreement, Zhuo Yang always felt guilty towards An Ran.
I suddenly began to imagine what I had done in the past seven years.
He was unreasonable, self-pitying, and even became a liar.
I kept my eyes on Zhuo Yang all the time, trying to win back his heart, but I forgot that I was the one who stabbed him when he was in the most difficult and painful moment.
As Mrs. Ann said, I was of no help to him at all.
Anran can save him, but I can only harm him.
I finally understand...
Rather than saying that I was being abused during these seven years, it would be more accurate to say that I was torturing myself.
The real victim was Zhuo Yang from beginning to end.
My heart ached, and regret and sorrow slowly swept through my whole body.
Unable to escape, he could only watch Madam An approach.
"It's okay, you have a chance to atone for your sins. Now you just need to transfer all your property to me... It's all over..."
I was so shocked that I almost let Mrs. An do whatever she wanted.
But at the last moment, I suddenly came to my senses and threw away the pen in my hand.
"No! I can't give it to you." Even if I am not qualified to get it, this thing should not belong to Mrs. An.
An Ran is already dead, so I can't think of anyone else except Zhuo Yang who is qualified to get this thing.
Even if I give it to you, I will return all these things to Zhuo Yang.
"What do you want to do?" Mrs. An's face changed drastically when she saw me stand up.
"I am An Ran's mother... I lost my daughter because of Zhuo Yang, shouldn't I get some compensation?"
"If you want compensation, you can talk to Zhuo Yang... Getting compensation in this way is not compensation, it's plunder..."
I picked up my bag and had no intention of getting entangled with this crazy woman.
Now I am sure that although her body seems to have recovered, she is still a lunatic mentally.
I didn't miscalculate.
Mrs. An really hasn't been cured yet.
But I could guess the beginning, but not the end.
When Mrs. An saw that I was about to leave, she seemed to go crazy and ordered the two burly women next to her to stop me.
"What do you want to do?"
"I must get it today, whether you give it to me or not."
"You are blackmailing me! You are kidnapping me! I will sue you..."
Mrs. An leaned on the table and smiled triumphantly.
"So what... Anyway, you had already signed it at that time, and those... are already my things... And... Don't you know that a mentally ill person who hurts others will not go to jail..."
Fortunately, I got my body back in shape at the gym in Wenli.
I'm certainly not good at fighting two tall women, but running away has always been my strong point.
I crossed the yard and climbed up the big tree in the yard. I didn't expect that after not climbing trees for many years, this skill was still not rusty.
When the two women saw that I climbed up the tree and couldn't catch me, they actually took out a gun from the house.
I was startled and my hands holding the branch began to tremble slightly.
What should I do? If I jump, I might fall half to death, but I will be caught in the end.
But if I don't jump, others will use force to force me down, and I will be caught in the end.
Seems like the ending is the same...
Just as my heart was in turmoil, a heavenly sound suddenly came from under the tree and outside the wall.
"Jump down and I'll catch you."