I Saw Through The Wealthy Daughter Who Pretended To Be Crazy

The torrential rain is like a note.

In the hall of the hall, Zheng Qingyue sobbed softly, repeating what she said to the dead Yan Zhengtian.

She wants to leave Yan's house.

She doesn't want to die, she wants to live a new life.

She would never say these words if anyone was there, because she would be regarded as the most cold-blooded and ruthless woman if she said she wanted to leave Yan's house at this time.

That's why Zheng Qingyue chose to explain this to the dead Yan Zhengtian on such a night with no one.

If you don't explain, Zheng Qingyue will leave a bond deep in her heart.

This seemingly superficial explanation can make Zheng Qingyue feel a little more peaceful.

"Zhengtian, you love me the most. In this world, no one has ever loved me so much to you. I know that under Jiuquan, you must also hope that I can continue to live, and you must also wish me 07 Can have a good destiny, so I mustered up the courage to tell you my current situation and thoughts.

"I know, you can definitely hear what I say, and I also know that you will definitely support me in doing this. After you leave, the Yan Family has no meaning to me. After keeping your spirit for half a year, I Will leave, after leaving, I am afraid I will never have the opportunity to come back here again."

"But you can rest assured that no matter where I am in this vast world, I will miss you all the time, and I will burn incense and pray for you during the holidays and festivals, and bless you to be happy in heaven.

Speaking of this, Zheng Qingyue sighed lightly, which was the last explanation to the dead Yan Zhengtian.

After the explanation, she tried to get up from the ground.

Then he sighed a little lonely, and the whole person's spirit was slightly trance.

When I was about to leave the mourning hall and go to my room to rest for a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door of the heavy rain.

"Who?"

Zheng Qingyue turned her head to the door of the heavy rain for the first time.

The sound of the footsteps hit Zheng Qingyue's pounding heart, and a bad feeling quickly penetrated into her mind.

Soon, a familiar figure appeared in her sight.

Yan Rulie, who had returned all the way from Yanxu Villa, finally came to the door of the mourning hall.

At this moment, his whole body was drenched in heavy rain, and his eyes and hair were blurred by the rain.

"Rulie"

Zheng Qingyue's face suddenly panicked, and she looked up and saw Yan Rulie looking at her with a fierce look.

This fierce gaze made Zheng Qingyue's whole body shudder involuntarily.

She felt the bad feeling again.

At the same time, her face became abnormally flustered, and her feet trembled slightly.

Yan Rulie took heavy steps, dragging wet shoes, step by step towards the mourning hall, step by step towards Zheng Qingyue.

And Zheng Qingyue began to shrink back constantly, her expression constantly flustered.

However, Zheng Qingyue did not dare to escape, because she knew she could not escape, she didn't know where Yan Rulie went, she didn't know why Yan Rulie came to the mourning hall at this time, and she didn't know what Yan Rulie was going to do now. .

At this moment, she was like a frightened deer, hesitating and not knowing what to do.

Yan Rulie finally walked to the front of the spirit.

He first walked to the spiritual position, burned incense, then knelt down and bowed.

Not 383 far away, Zheng Qingyue couldn't help but ask: "Ru Lie, why are you still not asleep?"

Yan Rulie stood up and looked up at Zheng Qingyue.

The fierce look as always.

"Bitch!"

Yan Rulie snorted coldly.

Zheng Qingyue was extremely wronged in her heart. This is not the first time Yan Rulie has insulted her like this. As a stepmother, she was scolded as a slut by the latter, which is a great insult.

But Zheng Qingyue can only bite the bullet and bear it at this moment.

Zheng Qingyue was not angry, and sighed softly: "You are soaked in the heavy rain. It is too late now. Let's go back and take a bath first and take a rest."

Yan Rulie looked at him.

"You don't need to talk, follow me to the room, I have something to ask you."

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