Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

After flying in the sky for nearly three hours, Du Junfei finally got off the plane.

With his feet on the ground, Du Junfei felt a little dizzy.

He pressed his head and stood by the suitcase for a while, then turned on his phone to check the messages.

As soon as the phone started, Du Junfei received the good news from Shen Yubei.

Shen Yubei: [Second son, I’m married, attached picture.jpg. 】

Du Junfei felt sudden at first, and then surprised.

Is a bachelor who has been single for ten thousand years married?

Du Junfei opened the picture and saw Di Rongrong's name written in the spouse column, then he shook his head and laughed.

I never expected that after so many years of going round and round, Shen Yubei would finally marry Di Rongrong.

Feeling the presence of the photo in the chest pocket of his shirt, Du Junfei took out the photo, stared at Zhiyue's smile, and curled his lips.

Eighteen years later, he finally found Zhiyue.

Everything is bad, but not completely bad.

This is not Du Junfei’s first visit to Chengdu. Here, Du Junfei spent three months shooting a modern film that won the Cannes Palme d'Or.

During the three months he lived here, he felt the enthusiasm of the Chengdu people and the spicy hot pot.

When he entered Chengdu again, Du Junfei had a different feeling for this city when he thought that Zhiyue had lived in this city for more than ten years.

I wonder, during the time when he was filming, did Zhiyue ever see him from a distance?

Seeing that it was getting late, Du Junfei suppressed his impatience and found a hotel to stay.

The next morning, Du Junfei put on Zhiyue's favorite black suit, shaved off his stubble, and trimmed his messy wild eyebrows into sharp sword eyebrows.

Staring at the sharp and handsome man with sharp features in the mirror, Du Junfei felt satisfied.

With excitement and expectation, he went to the Special Education College to find his old friend.

Most of the students in this school are special people with physical problems. Some are blind, some are deaf-mute, some are intellectually impaired, some are mentally disabled, and some are physically disabled students.

This is a place where people feel heavy-hearted and hopeless all the time.

It is also a place where hope and hard work can be seen at all times.

Outside the able-bodied people are shouting for life or death, while inside the disabled people are working hard to make progress.

This place is magical.

With a sense of awe, Du Junfei walked lightly through the flowers and arrived in front of the school administration building.

Downstairs, Du Junfei met a male teacher.

He stopped the teacher and asked: "Hello, how can I get to the dormitory building?"

The teacher stopped and looked at him silently for a moment, then suddenly raised his hands and made a series of gestures.

Turns out to be a deaf mute.

Du Junfei quickly translated his question in sign language.

After understanding Du Junfei's question, the teacher answered him: [Bypass the administration building, walk forward along the road for a distance, pass through the wind and rain corridor, and you will see the dormitory building. 】

Du Junfei: [Thank you. 】

The dormitory building has five floors in total. The building is a bit dilapidated, and there are many mottled lines on the outer walls of the building. However, there are quite a lot of trees around. At this season, the leaves have just sprouted and are full of vitality.

Du Junfei stood at the end of the windy corridor, staring at the woman sweeping the floor in front of the dormitory building.

The woman's hair is very short and cut into a doll's cut. She turned sideways towards Du Junfei, revealing half of her face.

Zhiyue's mouth is very small. In the past, she had to open her mouth with all her strength to eat the steamed dumplings.

At this moment, those little mouths were pursed, making them look even more petite and cute.

Zhiyue's skin has darkened a bit, but her facial features are still beautiful.

Zhiyue was deaf and couldn't hear the sound. She didn't know that someone was standing not far away, looking at her greedily for a long time.

Before coming, Du Junfei couldn't wait to see Zhiyue, talk to her and take her home.

But when he really saw Zhiyue, Du Junfei was frightened.

But his feet seemed to be nailed to the cement floor, unable to move forward.

Zhiyue swept the garbage into a ball and turned around to get a bucket to put the garbage in.

When she turned around, she saw a tall man standing behind her.

The man was wearing a black suit and his hair was so short that his scalp could be seen.

Zhiyue's smiling face suddenly froze when she saw Du Junfei.

In an instant, wind and rain gathered in Zhiyue's eyes.

She quickly lowered her head again and pretended to continue sweeping the floor.

Du Junfei is a director. He is good at using his camera to capture everyone's most subtle emotional reactions. No one can understand what people's eyes convey better than him.

Just now, the look Zhiyue saw at herself was clearly full of love, hatred, and pain.

Du Junfei had an idea in his mind——

She recognizes herself!

She has no amnesia at all!

But if she didn't lose her memory, why didn't she tell the police her identity? Why have you refused to come back to find yourself all these years?

Du Junfei didn't dare to think deeply about the answer.

Du Junfei's hands hanging by his legs curled up for a few times before he mustered up the courage to move his long legs and approach Zhiyue.

Zhiyue concentrated on sweeping the floor and even counted the ants on the ground.

At this moment, a pair of shiny leather shoes broke into Zhiyue's field of vision.

Zhiyue's broom stopped in front of the toes of Du Junfei's shoes.

She had to raise her head and stared at Du Junfei with confused eyes.

Zhiyue held the handle of the broom under her arm, and she gestured in sign language: [Sir, are you the parent of any student? What is your child's name? 】

Du Junfei stared at Zhiyue for a long time.

He stretched out his hands and gestured slowly: [I am a guardian. I am here to find the children I raised. 】

Zhiyue understood what he meant and didn't react.

Du Junfei gestured again: [Her name is Zhiyue, Lin Zhiyue, she is 35 years old. 】

[Eighteen years ago, I lost her. I've been looking for her all these years. 】

Du Junfei stopped and stared at Zhiyue silently.

Zhiyue smiled forcefully, and she gestured: [There are no such students in our school. 】

Du Junfei smiled, and it was ugly.

He then told Zhiyue: [I have a photo of her here. Please take a look at it for me. Have you seen her? 】

Du Junfei took out a photo from his breast pocket.

The photo was very old, the glue on the photo had changed color, and the clothes of the portrait on it were mottled. But the appearance of the two people is still very clear.

Zhiyue took the photo.

Looking down, he saw a girl and an adult man.

The girl was wearing a red doll collar dress and stood with the tall man.

The girl smiled, showing her pointed little tiger teeth.

A pair of eyes that shine with hope.

As for that man, he was a bit arrogant, and his eyes were always filled with a bit of a nonchalant smile.

When taking the photo, the girl's head subconsciously leaned towards the man's shoulder. It can be seen that the girl is dependent on the man.

Zhiyue recognized that girl.

That was herself when she was young.

Zhiyue's hand holding the photo tightened slightly.

Du Junfei poked Zhiyue's arm.

Zhiyue then raised her head and looked at him with a complicated expression.

Du Junfei made gestures. [You know her, right? 】

Zhiyue bit her lip and said nothing.

Du Junfei: [Zhiyue, I am the elder brother. 】

Zhiyue smiled bitterly and told Du Junfei: "I don't remember what happened before. How can you prove our relationship?" You have to make me believe you. 】

Du Junfei thought for a while, then he stretched out his left hand and gently placed it on Zhiyue's waist and abdomen. He gestured: "Here, there is a camera tattoo." 】

Back then, Zhiyue had a crush on Du Junfei but did not dare to confess.

At that time, Du Junfei loved playing with his camera, so Zhiyue secretly tattooed a camera on her abdomen.

After Du Junfei accidentally discovered it, he scolded her once, thinking that she had become bad and disobedient.

Zhiyue was very stubborn at that time and refused to have her tattoo washed even to death.

Later, after Zhiyue disappeared, Du Junfei gradually figured out the meaning of Zhiyue's tattoo.

How has she become bad? She just fell in love with him!

Du Junfei suddenly lifted up Zhiyue's shirt.

Zhiyue's skin was exposed in the air, and there was really a black camera on her thin waist.

It’s just that the tattoo has been aged for a long time, and the black color has turned into gray.

Zhiyue's eyes widened.

Du Junfei smiled and murmured: [Zhiyue, I found you. 】

Zhiyue's eyes were filled with tears, and she was trembling all over while holding the photo.

Du Junfei asked again: [Zhiyue, are you free? I want to talk to you. 】

Zhiyue stared at him for a long time before nodding.

-

There is a circle of green lawn next to the plastic track in the school playground.

Zhiyue sat on the grass, feeling a little embarrassed.

Afraid that she would be uneasy, Du Junfei did not sit next to her, but sat cross-legged opposite Zhiyue, two meters away.

The two faced each other and looked at each other.

Zhiyue looked at Du Junfei with curious eyes.

She often sees this face on her phone, especially recently. Because his new movie will be released soon.

Catching Zhiyue's glance at him, Du Junfei's heart palpitated and he couldn't control his mood, so he blurted out: "Do you recognize me?"

Zhiyue tilted her head, showing doubts in her eyes.

All are smiling.

He raised his hands and gestured slowly for a while.

After understanding what Du Junfei meant, Zhiyue took out her mobile phone and typed something——

[I recognize you, Teacher Du Junfei, you are a director. I like your director's work very much. I have watched every one of your dramas. 】

Du Junfei understood Zhiyue's sign language, and the expectation in his eyes dimmed.

It turns out that she recognized herself not because she remembered the past, but because she had seen her own movie and knew her identity as a director.

Du Junfei felt a little sad.

The little girl who used to make him laugh, get angry because he smoked, and cry because his stomach hurts when he doesn't eat, no longer remembers him.

Du Junfei comforted himself: It doesn't matter, finding the person is more important than anything else.

Du Junfei cheered up and said to Zhiyue: "I am your guardian and your brother." 】

Afraid that Zhiyue wouldn't believe it, Du Junfei took out the household registration book he had prepared long ago from his backpack.

Zhiyue took Du Junfei's household registration book and saw Zhiyue's name on it. Then she said: [So, my name is Zhiyue. 】

Du Junfei nodded heavily.

Zhiyue wrote on her mobile phone again: [I don’t remember what happened in the past. My name is Lin Man now. 】

Du Junfei: [Lin Man. 】

Zhiyue smiled.

She returned the household registration book to Du Junfei.

Du Junfei stuffed his household registration book back into his bag.

After hesitating for a long time, Du Junfei wrote on his mobile phone: [Zhiyue, I finally found you. Come home with me, okay? 】

Zhiyue stared at Du Junfei for a long time, but shook her head.

Seeing her shaking her head, Du Junfei's heart dropped.

Du Junfei couldn't help but ask: [Why? Are you blaming your brother for not taking good care of you and causing you to be trafficked? 】

The smile on Zhiyue's lips faded.

Zhiyue has always remembered the things about being kidnapped and trafficked.

She couldn't bear to think about that gloomy and heart-wrenching experience. She told Du Junfei: "I have a brand new life. It's very good here. I'm used to the rhythm here." 】

There are people of her kind here, and no one will cast a curious and disdainful look at her when she uses sign language.

She wrote again: [I want to stay here. 】

Here, she feels like she belongs.

Du Junfei had already expected that it would be difficult for him to take Zhiyue away.

Du Junfei still felt uncomfortable after being rejected by Zhiyue.

He wrote again: [Don’t you really want to go back with me and have a look? You might as well go and pay homage to your deceased father. 】

Zhiyue didn't speak this time.

Du Junfei saw hope and hurriedly tried to persuade her while the iron was hot.

[Your father was a policeman. He died in the line of duty and was buried in the Martyrs’ Cemetery. There are fewer and fewer people who still go to worship him. Zhiyue, are you going to abandon your father? 】

Du Junfei admitted that it was evil of him to use dead people to lure Zhiyue.

Zhiyue had suffered so much, and Du Junfei wanted to take him home, put him by his side, and take good care of him.

Zhiyue was silent for a long time, and finally refused cruelly. 【I still want to stay here. 】

Du Junfei lowered his head in despair.

Zhiyue looked at the time and told Du Junfei: "The students are about to have lunch break. I have to open the door. Goodbye, Mr. Du." 】

Zhiyue stood up and left. In the process, she didn't look back at Du Junfei.

Du Junfei refused to give up just like that, so he came to the principal's office.

The principal didn't know Du Junfei, and Du Junfei wasn't famous enough that everyone who met him would know that he was an internationally famous director.

Du Junfei came to see the principal as a donor.

The principal was very enthusiastic. He made Kung Fu tea and poured a cup for Du Junfei.

"Mr. Du, Director Gangsu said that you want to do some charity work. Can you tell me in detail your specific ideas?"

Du Junfei said: "That's right, I want to build two dormitories for your school. I see that the dormitories in your school are very old and have no air conditioning. Each dormitory is still eight-person."

Hearing this, the principal was overjoyed.

"Really?"

Du Junfei nodded, "Of course it's true."

The principal quickly poured another cup of tea for Du Junfei.

The two talked in detail about various details of building the building for more than an hour, and finally settled the matter.

"There are not many kind-hearted people like Mr. Du." The principal pulled out his chair and stood up, bowing solemnly to Du Junfei.

"Mr. Du, on behalf of our teachers and students, thank you for your generous funding!"

Du Junfei was startled. Busily holding the principal's arm, he asked him to stand up.

"The principal doesn't have to show such great etiquette. I don't really do this for nothing."

Hearing this, the principal was slightly stunned, "What does Mr. Du want?"

In an instant, many dark things flashed through the principal's mind.

He has seen reports before that some rich people like to play deaf-mute. Mr. Du seems to be a gentleman. Could it be that he really has bad habits?

If that's the case, then this building is better off.

It doesn't matter if the dormitory is almost there, but people can't lose their humanity.

Du Junfei probably saw what the principal was thinking about. His eyebrows twitched and he hurriedly explained: "Principal, don't think too much. I am doing this mainly to express my gratitude to your school."

The principal humbly asked: "What are you grateful for?"

When have they ever helped Mr. Du?

Du Junfei said: "Ms. Lin Man, the dormitory manager of the girls' dormitory in your school, has a close relationship with me."

Before Du Junfei finished speaking, the principal patted his thigh in realization and said with a smile, "Could Mr. Du be Lin Man's mysterious boyfriend in Wangdong City?"

Du Junfei:?

Zhiyue has a boyfriend in Wangdong City?

Du Junfei asked calmly: "Why did the principal say that?"

The principal said: "Every year on March 20th, Lin Man takes a period of leave to go to Wangdongcheng. He goes there for more than ten days. We all think that Lin Man is going to meet his long-distance boyfriend."

"Could it be that Mr. Du is the mysterious boyfriend?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Man had such a rich boyfriend.

When Du Junfei heard the time of March 20th, his smile became a little stiff.

March 24th is the death anniversary of Zhiyue’s father!

Zhiyue would look back at Dongcheng every year and secretly worship her father!

So she has no amnesia at all!

Du Junfei tried hard to suppress the various emotions rolling in his heart.

Smiling and nodding, Du Junfei said: "Yes, I came here this time. Firstly, I want to give you two buildings in your school. Secondly, I also want to take Lin Man back to Wangdong to live."

"Always separating the two places is not a long-term solution."

"Mr. Du is right!" The principal strongly supported Du Junfei's approach.

Du Junfei was sent out of the office building as if by the principal.

He came to the door of the girls' dormitory and stayed for a while before leaving.

Knowing that Du Junfei left the next day, Zhiyue breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little sad.

The school is going to build a new dormitory building recently, and a door has been opened in the courtyard wall at the back entrance of the school to make it easier for the construction and workers to enter.

The workers are all from other places.

The influx of construction teams led to chaos. Lin Man was afraid that some female classmates would be harmed, so he guarded the door conscientiously every day.

On March 21st, Zhiyue came to the principal's office with a leave application form written in advance.

The principal didn't wait for Zhiyue to explain the reason for asking for leave, then took the leave form from her and signed his name.

Seeing this, Zhiyue was a little surprised.

The principal smiled and said something to her, but it was a pity that Zhiyue couldn't hear it.

The principal used sign language again and told her: "Go have fun and have fun." 】

Zhiyue nodded, took the leave form and left in confusion.

As usual, Zhiyue only took ten days of leave this time.

At noon that day, Zhiyue took a high-speed train to Wangdong City, carrying a simple suitcase.

-

The tomb of the martyrs is very quiet. Under each tombstone, the bones of a martyr are buried.

Carrying the worship supplies, Zhiyue walked through the path familiarly and walked around to the tombstone of the martyrs with the words "Linguan Mountain" written on it.

Lin Guanshan is Lin Zhiyue’s father.

Zhiyue knelt down in front of the tombstone, silently burning paper and offering incense.

When she finished all this and stood up to leave, she saw a man in a white shirt standing behind her.

Du Junfei didn't know how long he had been here, but he kept looking at Zhiyue with sadness in his eyes.

Zhiyue's eyes widened, panic and uneasiness flashed in them.

"ah"

She opened her mouth and let out an unconscious exclamation.

Du Junfei stepped forward step by step.

Zhiyue stepped back step by step.

She retreated until her body was pressed against her father's tombstone. With no way to retreat, she grabbed her father's tombstone with both hands, raised her head, and looked at Du Junfei in panic.

Du Junfei lowered his head and stared at Zhiyue's face.

Seeing the panic in Zhiyue's eyes, what else didn't Du Junfei understand?

She really remembers everything!

"Zhiyue, you deceived me so hard."

During the years when he was sad about her death, she secretly came back to Wangdongcheng to pay homage to Father Lin every year.

In addition to worshiping her father, had she also secretly observed him?

How could she resist meeting him?

Du Junfei had tears in his eyes.

"Zhiyue, are you punishing me?"

Zhiyue couldn't hear what Du Junfei was saying, but she could guess what Du Junfei was expressing.

Zhiyue held her father's tombstone tightly with both hands, and the cold touch penetrated Zhiyue's body along her fingertips, freezing her to the bone.

"ah"

Zhiyue groaned and began to cry silently.

Du Junfei reached out to wipe Zhiyue's tears.

The warm tears burned Du Junfei's heart.

"Zhiyue, don't cry, okay?"

Being coaxed by Du Junfei, Zhiyue cried even harder.

Zhiyue suddenly pushed Du Junfei with both hands.

She tried her best, but the man who was only about 1.8 meters tall was pushed to the ground by Zhiyue.

Du Junfei sat down on the ground, looked up angrily, and saw Zhiyue unbuttoning the first button of her plaid shirt.

She continues.

Seeing this, Du Junfei looked angry.

"what you do?"

Knowing that Zhiyue couldn't hear, Du Junfei quickly stood up and hurriedly gestured: [What are you doing taking off your clothes! 】

Zhiyue bit her lip, weeping, and slowly but firmly unbuttoned the top three buttons.

Zhiyue pulled open the collar of her shirt, revealing the white bra underneath, and the words printed with a soldering iron under the collarbone——

slave.

**.

Du Junfei stared at the burn scar blankly, like a demented child, forgetting to react.

Zhiyue pointed at the word 'slave' and shook her head at Du Junfei with tears in her eyes.

Du Junfei understood what Zhiyue meant.

The moon-woven clothes did not cover her body. She gestured with her hands and told Du Junfei: "I still like you." In the past, I still dared to dream about you in my heart. But now, look at my broken body, how do I have the right to like you? 】

In the past, she was just a deaf-mute, and String Strings scolded her for wanting to eat swan meat, which was wishful thinking.

Now, her body was burned with the mark of 'slave', her body was already in disrepair, and she was not qualified to look up to Du Junfei anymore.

She had no face to appear in front of Du Junfei.

So when the police asked her what her last name was, where she lived, and where she lived, Zhiyue lied.

She said she had lost her memory because she felt broken and dirty and had no shame in returning to Du Junfei's house.

Over the years, Zhiyue has looked back at Dongcheng every year. She spent one day with her father and nine days hiding in the dark, spying on Du Junfei.

Du Junfei is not in Wangdongcheng every March. He lives in the United States most of the time. In the past twenty years, Zhiyue had only seen Du Junfei six times.

She was hiding in the dark, like a voyeur, taking a sneak peek at him and feeling satisfied.

Du Junfei touched Zhiyue's mark, his heart ached like a knife.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and made a quick call——

[That old guy, how did he die? 】

Zhiyue took Du Junfei's cell phone and typed a reply to him: [He was sick in bed and starved to death. I heard that when he was found, he was already skin and bones. 】

Du Junfei's heart was filled with hatred!

The old guy is dead, but someone is still alive!

Du Junfei asked again: "The person who sold you is String String?" 】

Zhiyue didn't speak this time, just looked at him silently.

Those eyes were misty, filled with endless grievances and hatred.

Du Junfei cursed: "Son of a bitch!"

Du Junfei gently stroked Zhiyue's mark. According to the current scar removal techniques, it is not impossible to remove this mark.

However, the brand can be removed, but how to remove the pain in the heart?

After fastening all the buttons on Zhiyue's clothes one by one, Du Junfei suddenly said: "Follow me to a place."

Du Junfei took Zhiyue and left.

Zhiyue staggered behind him, looking confused.

What are they going to do? -

It's night, it's dark.

In a luxurious villa in Fengxian District of Wangdong City, the lights were brightly lit and a celebration banquet was being held.

Last week, suspense writer and gold medal screenwriter String's new work "Late Night Taxi" won the Mystery Writers Association Award.

She just returned from abroad yesterday, and today, her agent held a celebration party for her.

The celebration party was held at String's home.

The forty-eight-year-old String String, with a slightly plump figure, wore a blue dress with a deep V-neck, her hair pulled back, and walked among the crowd holding a red wine glass.

Wherever he goes, his eyes follow him.

The celebration party started, the cake was cut, the champagne was opened, String String said some words of thanks, and then went off to chat with a group of actors.

The first work Yan Jiang starred in was the classic masterpiece "Night" for string instruments. In the movie, Yan Jiang plays a handsome but sinister young murderer.

An actor can become popular only if he has a famous director and good works.

String String is the original author and screenwriter of "Sultry Night". He has already learned about String String's award. Tonight, Yan Jiang also came to the celebration banquet with gifts.

Who makes him a grateful person?

After entering the house, Yan Jiang gave a brooch to String String.

String Strings didn't lack anything, but still expressed gratitude for Yan Jiang's gift.

She gave the gift to the assistant and asked Yan Jiang with a smile: "Yan Jiang, are you working at the Ministry of Public Security now? As a forensic scientist?"

"yes."

"Forensic doctors, if you read what I write about forensic science, will you think that I am just trying to do something for my class?"

"How is that possible? Teacher String's understanding of forensic science is so great. Not to mention a layman, even a professional like me can't find anything wrong with Teacher String's."

“The string teacher is excellent.”

What Yan Jiang said is true.

The mystery novel written by String String is worthy of scrutiny, and even Yan Jiang can't find any loopholes in it.

String Strings is the undisputed mother of Chinese mystery novels.

Hearing Yan Jiang's compliment, String String looked very happy.

"I heard that you are engaged, why didn't you bring your fiancée?"

"She doesn't like to attend such occasions at home."

"I see."

Xingxuan handed a bottle of wine to Yan Jiang, "Try it, you will definitely like the bottle of Petrus."

Yan Jiang took a sip and praised, "It's pretty good."

But after drinking too much wine made by Mr. Han, and then drinking other wines, Yan Jiang felt that something was missing.

At this moment, the sound of a car sounded again downstairs.

Yan Jiang said: "There must be another guest here. The string teacher is busy, so there is no need to entertain me. Everyone here knows me, and I'm going to find someone to catch up with."

"Well."

Stringer put down his wine glass and walked towards the door with his manager.

Along the way, String Strings was still speculating on the other party's identity.

The door opened, and Du Junfei, who had a bald head, strode into the room. His right hand could be vaguely seen holding someone.

The man was hiding behind him and couldn't see clearly.

Stringer is a screenwriter, and he is in the same circle as director Du Junfei. But strangely, after the divorce, they rarely met.

Sometimes when they have to attend the same award ceremony, the organizers arrange their places far apart.

Du Junfei's appearance surprised Stringer.

String's manager was also surprised.

But Du Junfei's fame in the director world has already surpassed that of all domestic directors, and he has become a business card representing the Chinese director world.

No matter who looked at him, they had to be respectful and polite.

When some actors saw Du Junfei, they were like a cat seeing a fish. They smelled the fishy smell and wanted to run up and join in the fun.

But Du Junfei's eyes blocked everyone's enthusiasm.

There was ice and snow in his eyes.

It can freeze spring buds to death.

The visitor is not good!

Stringer narrowed his eyes and said to Du Junfei in a wary tone: "What are you doing here? I didn't invite you."

Du Junfei: "There is an old friend who wants to meet you."

Stringer raised his eyebrows and looked behind Du Junfei and asked him, "Who is hiding behind you?"

"Look who she is!"

Du Junfei pulled his hand, and Zhiyue who was hiding behind him was pulled out.

Zhiyue lowered her head, timidly and humblely, not daring to raise her head.

Du Junfei held Zhiyue's face with both hands. He raised Zhiyue's face and said to her in sign language: "Zhiyue, this is your chance for revenge." There are many people here, and with me here, she can't hurt you. 】

[Zhiyue, you are not a submissive person. You have been hurt so much. Why don't you take revenge? 】

[It is never the victim who deserves punishment, but the sinner! 】

[Zhiyue, you were hurt so badly by her, can you really endure all this? 】

Zhiyue understood what Du Junfei said.

When she thought about her ruined life, her heart was filled with hatred.

If it weren't for the string string, she wouldn't have been sold into the mountains, chained to the bed, and lived a humiliating life that was worse than a beast!

She was burned with a hot iron and left with a lifetime of humiliation!

She also killed a little life that was only five months old. When the child was induced, he had already turned into a humanoid!

And all of this is thanks to the woman in front of me!

Zhiyue slowly turned her head, facing the strings, and smiled strangely at her.

Zhi Yue gestured in sign language: [I haven’t seen you for eighteen years, do you still remember me? 】

From the moment he saw Du Junfei speaking sign language to Zhiyue, the blood on String String's face turned white inch by inch.

When Zhiyue really turned around, that face completely overlapped with the beautiful face deep in String's memory.

Stringer's eyes widened in astonishment, his legs weakened, and he stumbled back. Later, he bumped into the manager's chest and finally stood firm.

"you"

The string strings seemed to have lost three souls and seven souls, and the mind was in a mess, buzzing.

Zhiyue said in sign language again: [Are you surprised when you saw me? Back then, you sold me into the mountains and created the illusion that I fell into a river and died. You thought you would never come back in this life, right? 】

Orizuki walked towards String Strings.

She pinched String String's chin.

The string strings trembled under Zhiyue's fingers.

Zhiyue suddenly picked up String String's arms and used all her strength to throw String String into the sky, causing her body to hit the ground hard.

"ah--"

The whole hall was in an uproar!

String String's manager wanted to stop Zhiyue, but Du Junfei quickly stood up and stood in front of the manager.

"This is a feud between the two of them, and you have no right to interfere."

The manager glared at Du Junfei angrily, clenched his fists tightly, but did not make any other move.

Judging from Xing Xing's reaction just now, it was obvious that she did something inappropriate to the woman who suddenly appeared first.

Because the strange woman's patron saint was Du Junfei, there were so many actors, screenwriters, and people in the industry, but no one dared to risk offending Du Junfei to save String String.

After all, String Strings is only a well-known mystery writer in China, while Du Junfei is a world-famous director who has won the Oscar for Best Director!

They are all human beings, and they know very well who they offend will suffer greater losses.

Zhiyue threw the string string to the ground, and when the string string was too painful to get up, she pulled away from the crowd and walked to the stage.

Grabbing the champagne bottle on the table, Zhiyue walked through the crowd and returned to String String.

The strings slowly crept up.

Zhiyue unbuttoned her shirt again in front of everyone.

When she pulled open her clothes and revealed the branded word 'slave', everyone looked a little surprised.

Du Junfei was explaining to Zhiyue. He said to String String: "Back then, you gave Zhiyue to the traffickers and asked them to sell Zhiyue to an old man. The word "slave" on Zhiyue is that old man. It was put on with a hot soldering iron.”

Hearing this, the whole hall was in an uproar.

The manager also had a look of astonishment on his face. He stared in disbelief at the string string lying on the ground howling in pain.

How could the string teacher be this kind of person?

Are all the rumors from back then true?

Many years ago, there were rumors that Stringer murdered the adopted sister of Du Junfei's family out of love and hatred.

But the police found no evidence to accuse String String of guilt, so String String is still at large.

Therefore, everyone just regarded the rumor as a story.

No one believed that Stringer would kill Du Junfei's adopted sister out of jealousy.

By the way, it is said that Du Junfei’s adopted sister is deaf-mute!

Could this woman be the girl who disappeared that year?

People who knew the hidden story back then turned their eyes back and forth on the two women, String String and Zhiyue.

They suddenly felt that tonight's banquet was worth it!

This is witnessing history!

While Yan Jiang was eating melon, he secretly filmed the scene with his mobile phone and shared it in the WeChat group in real time for Song Fei and Song Ci to see.

Du Junfei glanced at Zhiyue and saw that Zhiyue broke the champagne bottle and picked up the sharpest piece from the fragments. Du Junfei understood what Zhiyue meant.

"Xingxing, prison, you have to sit. But you also have to bear the pain Zhiyue suffered."

After saying that, Du Junfei nodded to Zhiyue, indicating that she could take action.

Zhiyue pressed on String String's body and saw that she kept struggling, so she stepped on String String's arms with her feet.

No matter how hard String String struggled, he could not escape Zhiyue's suppression.

Zhiyue pulled off String String's suspender skirt, she shed tears, and tremblingly pierced the sharp glass shards into String String's skin with her right hand.

Blood flowed out, dyeing the fair skin of String String red.

Zhiyue controlled the glass shards and moved forward in the string's body.

String String screamed in pain, and the scream was numb.

Some girls couldn't bear to turn their heads, but they couldn't help but turn their heads to peek.

String's manager couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to Zhiyue to stop. But Du Junfei was standing in front of the agent, and the agent couldn't stop this scene.

As for Zhiyue, she was originally deaf and mute. She couldn't hear what people around her said or did.

After carving the last stroke, Zhiyue took out the glass fragments from the string body.

Zhiyue wiped away her tears and laughed maniacally.

The mute's laughter was as harsh as sawing wood.

String String was holding his chest and rolling on the ground in pain.

Du Junfei walked over, held Zhiyue in his arms, and patted Zhiyue's shoulder gently.

Zhiyue gradually calmed down in his arms.

Later, the police came, and Du Junfei, Zhiyue and String String were all taken to the police station.

After eighteen years, the mystery of that year's unsolved case finally came to light.