Yan Xiangnuan woke up from the pain and saw a bedroom that was mainly white, decorated rigorously and extremely exquisitely.
Looking at the room blankly, Yan Xiangnuan vaguely realized that this place seemed to be the place where she once wanted to escape crazily, but often dreamed about it when she dreamed back at midnight, the Jin family.
"Wake up?"
A low male voice suddenly sounded in the room.
Yan Xiangnuan looked in the direction of the sound in surprise.
What he saw was Jin Weimo, who looked quite evil and was sitting on the sofa in black casual clothes.
Of course, what caught his eye was the star on the corner of his face.
Eye-catching tear mole.
Jin Weimo turned out to be Jin Weimo The ex-husband whom she once despised, reviled and cuckolded "" Yan Xiangnuan looked at him in surprise, his throat was tightly closed and he was completely speechless, and his heart began to surge at the same time.
Frankly speaking, Yan Xiangnuan went from being the pampered eldest daughter of the Yan family, to being the second wife of the distinguished Jin family in the imperial capital, to cuckolding Jin Weimo, and even went so far as to break up with Jin Weimo for love, just to elope and pursue Su Zhongwen.
The so-called true love, her life can be said to be wonderful and full of ups and downs.
When he was beaten to death by Su Zhongwen in a small rented shabby house, the thing that Yan Xiangnuan regretted most was that he had abandoned Jin Weimo for Su Zhongwen without any hesitation.
"Is your brain completely awake?"
Jin Weimo raised his thin lips slightly.
He obviously had an extremely evil and righteous face, but his eyes looking at Yan Xiangnuan were cold and sarcastic.
Because he was a soldier, Even though he was wearing casual clothes at the moment, he still had a cool sense of justice all over his body.
"I" Yan Xiangnuan lightly opened her red lips and wanted to speak, but what reached her ears was her own rather harsh hoarse voice.
Jin Weimo looked at Yan Xiangnuan with a cold face, ignoring Yan Xiangnuan's shock and confusion.
"I ask you, are you awake?"
The question was very sharp.
"Awake" What to wake up to?
Isn't it a dream?
Yan Xiangnuan looked at Jin Weimo with some doubts.
Jin Weimo's eyes were as deep as a vortex in the water, locked on Yan Xiangnuan's face.
After a while, he stood up slowly from the sofa, and then walked to the bed with a swaying posture.
It was obvious that there were only a few steps away.
It was a bit difficult for him to walk such a long distance.
Even so, he still couldn't erase the innate nobility and pride in him.
"Listen to me."
Standing next to the European-style bed, Jin Weimo raised his well-boned palm and suddenly pinched Yan Xiangnuan's cheek.
Yan Xiangnuan's face was pinched, and he was forced to raise his head to meet Jin Weimo's gaze: "Our Jin family has never talked about divorce.
Some of them are widowed, understand."
There was murderousness in his words like a vicious wolf.
"Understood."
Yan Xiangnuan licked his dry lips and nodded in panic.
Without him, Yan Xiangnuan had no doubt that if she dared to talk back, Jin Weimo would strangle her to death because the chilling aura released from Jin Weimo's body in front of him was too strong.
"Humph."
Yan Xiangnuan's recognition made Jin Weimo restrain his chilling aura, and with a cold snort, he waved his hand and let go of Yan Xiangnuan's cheek.
Yan Xiangnuan raised his hand to rub his pinched cheek for the rest of his life.
He looked at Jin Weimo who turned around and walked out with unsteady steps.
At the same time, he grabbed a tissue and wiped his hands with disgust, with mixed thoughts. this dream "That's right."
Jin Weimo, who walked to the door of the room, stopped as if he suddenly remembered something, and turned around slowly with his tall figure: "Please remind the painter outside you who doesn't know how to live or die.
Does he feel that he is living too much?"
"Jiu, if so, just say it, I don't mind giving him a bullet."
What Jin Weimo said was very simple, and it didn't even make people feel the slightest threat, but the threat in it was frightening. "" Yan Xiangnuan was completely stunned.
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Fortunately, Jin Weimo didn't want to hear Yan Xiangnuan's answer.
He just reminded Yan Xiangnuan with some kindness that he was well aware of her thoughts and nonsense.
If he didn't point it out, it didn't mean he didn't know.
It doesn't mean that she can be allowed to cuckold him.
With a cold snort, Jin Weimo walked out of the bedroom after warning Wanyan Xiangnuan.
However, Yan Xiangnuan, who was sitting on the bed, was in an almost crazy state after he left.
Without him, this familiar scene had played out countless times in Yan Xiangnuan's heart, and it had become her fate.
A nightmare like reincarnation.
The former Jin Weimo also put aside her harsh words.
Yan Xiangnuan, who was arrogant and felt good about herself, could not accept his threat at all.
Her reason was swallowed up by madness, and she eloped with Su Zhiyun and fled the imperial capital the next day.
According to common sense, if the Jin family wanted to find her, it would be easy with the power of the Jin family.
However, the Jin family did not look for her.
It was just that her elopement with Su Zhiyun had lost the face of the Jin family, so the Jin family took action to punish her.
Yan family.
The Yan family is just a business family that has only emerged in recent years.
Naturally, it cannot compare with the well-established Jin family.
Unsurprisingly, the Yan family quickly went bankrupt under the obstruction of the Jin family.
The family had no choice but to move out.
The imperial capital, and she, Yan Xiangnuan, became the trigger of the incident and became the sinner reviled by everyone.
I thought that I would live a happy life with Su Zhongwen.
However, she was no longer the eldest lady of the Yan family, nor the second wife of the Jin family.
After she could no longer provide Su Zhongwen with any status convenience or financial satisfaction, Su Zhongwen His ugly face was revealed.
But she was obviously beaten by Su Zhongwen until she had a miscarriage.
She was bleeding heavily and desperately waiting for death in the rental house.
But why did she see Jin Weimo in the blink of an eye and return to Jin's house?
Everything here and the familiar scenes were all so real.
Incredible, like real. real Yan Xiangnuan thought, slowly lifting the thin quilt with trembling hands and getting out of bed.
With bare feet, she walked step by step to the dressing table next to her.
The huge European-style dressing mirror reflected a woman in pajamas, but when Yan Xiangnuan saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror, he couldn't help but shed tears.
She looked at it dreamily, in disbelief and overjoyed.
After a while, she started trembling with her hands and caressing her cheeks full of collagen.
There were no traces of time on them, nor any oozing marks left behind by Su Zhongwen's beating. scar.
All of this, even the real touch of it, made her panic.
How is this possible?
How is this possible?
"Hiss" There was a sudden tingling sensation on his chest.
Yan Xiangnuan opened his eyes and took a sharp breath.
He hurriedly raised his hand to grab the collar of his silk pajamas and looked down at the inexplicable extra pimple on his left chest.
A fiery red unopened flower bone.
At this moment, the flower bone seemed to still have scorching heat.
It was also like a tattoo engraved on her left chest, but it was more dazzling and real than the tattoo. aa2705221: