Begonia sleepless tonight

After waiting for a few minutes after ringing the doorbell, a servant came, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for..." Jiang Jiucheng's name turned around, "I'm looking for Mrs. Zhang."

Jiang Jiuye probably didn't want to see her now. Before she came, she had checked, and her WeChat friends hadn't been deleted or blocked, but after the accident, he didn't have a single message.

"come in."

The servant opened the large carved iron gate, and Yan Ruyi walked around the flower beds in the yard. The roses were blooming just right, with large areas of rouge color, like exquisite picture scrolls.

Following the servant on the gravel path, standing outside the gate of the villa, Mrs. Zhang was sitting in the yard, knitting a sweater with her hands wrapped in balls of wool.

"Miss Yan!" When she saw Yan Ruyi, Mrs. Zhang almost didn't recognize her. The dark, small and thin girl back then suddenly became slim.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, is Master Jiu at home?" Yan Ruyi smiled warmly, seeing that Mrs. Zhang was very kind.

"Yes, yes." Mrs. Zhang put down the wool and long needles on the ponytail, and walked home with Yan Ruyi with a smile on her face, "I heard that you were still alive, but I couldn't believe it, but I didn't expect it to be true. Miss, you are still young, don't think about doing that kind of thing anymore, it's all my fault, if I cared more about you at that time, I wouldn't let you..."

"Sister-in-law Zhang, you don't owe me anything about the past, but you often care about me. Look at my hands." Yan Ruyi stretched out her paws, which were slender and slender, with fair and tender skin, "If you hadn't taken care of me, you would have bought me frostbite Gao, how can I be like this now?"

"This……"

Mrs. Zhang was about to say something when the two of them were already standing in front of the study.

"Miss Yan, go in."

Yan Ruyi stood at the door, licking the corners of her lips. In fact, she hadn't changed at all. Three years ago, she was afraid of Jiang Jiucheng, and three years later, she was still afraid today.

"Miss Yan, Master Jiu will not be angry with you." Mrs. Zhang said meaningfully, and knocked on the door instead of Yan Ruyi.

"Enter."

A mellow sound came from the room, as if it was yesterday.

There was no turning back when she opened the bow. She had waited for three years and the matter had already been done. Jiang Jiucheng should have died clearly.

Putting her plain hand on the doorknob, she turned it lightly, and pushed the door open. The smell of camphor wood came over her face, which aroused goosebumps all over Yan Ruyi's body.

Memory seems to have edges and corners, which can be seen and touched.

The furnishings in the study had hardly changed, but surprisingly, Jiang Jiucheng was not sitting on the sofa or working, but on the balcony.

A glass sliding door separates the study room from the balcony. Potted plants are placed on the balcony, and hyacinths reveal their stamens.

Even with his eyes closed, Yan Ruyi could still imagine everything on the balcony, the black and white photos of Jiang Yuan, the altar, the ever-burning lamp, and the fresh melons and fruits used for offerings.

She walked bluntly, telling herself over and over again that the torture she had suffered in this home was in the past, but the memory always ran out disobediently.

"Ninth Master."

She opened the glass door, Jiang Jiucheng was sitting on the futon, he was dressed casually at home, smoke gray silk pajamas, matching pants, and a pair of sandals and slippers.

The hair was not combed up, and hung on the forehead in a mess, blocking the sharp eyebrows like a sword. It seemed that there was not so much hostility and coldness.

"You came to see how miserable I am, looking for a bit of pleasure in revenge?" Jiang Jiucheng didn't look at her, but quietly stared at Jiang Yuan's posthumous photo. Before he knew it, it had been 13 years since Jiang Yuan passed away.

If his lovely sister hadn't passed away, she would be a grown-up girl now.

Yan Ruyi stood behind him, looked at Jiang Yuan, and then looked out of the window, it was midsummer, there was no heavy snow falling, and there was no biting cold wind, so he could finally utter the words that were heavy in his heart, "I hate you very much, you You should also know that my parents are not murderers."

In the past two years, she has worked as a reporter and traveled all over the streets to investigate the truth of the year. What she has always believed in is that her parents will never commit murder and robbery.

Jiang Jiucheng's pupils tightened, "I know."

After she "died", he personally interviewed the eyewitness, the owner of the canteen. He narrated what happened that day and was deeply impressed by Yan's parents because of Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan looked like a doll, and said shocking words to the world. She said she had never seen what a ham sausage was, and then said that her brother's gray opportunity would buy a lot of fresh steak and lobster.The Yan family's parents who picked her up at that time thought it was a child's nonsense, just whimsical, bought toys and snacks for Jiang Yuan, and said they would send her home.

Kidnappers will never treat hostages so kindly, let alone bring hostages to the streets.

However, it was the night when the owner of the canteen met Yan's parents and Jiang Yuan, all three of them died in the hotel. That night, Jiang Jiucheng received a text message from Yan's father asking for 200 million in cash.

But when the police arrived at the scene of the crime, the hotel caught fire, and none of the three survived, turning into three charred corpses.

Thirteen years ago, there was no evidence from the owner of the canteen, and the means of investigation were limited, so it was natural to locate the ticket tearing case. As for why the Yan family's parents died together with the hostages, it became a mystery at the time.

Jiang Yuan's death was no less a blow to him than the collapse of a mountain. As far as he was concerned, it was just an outlet to vent his anger. However, in getting along day after day, she was no longer just the daughter of an enemy...

Yan Ruyi pursed her lips and nodded, then smiled, with crystals shining in the corners of her eyes, "You know, you know that my parents have been infamous for more than ten years, so do you know how I struggled to survive at school!"

Jiang Jiucheng stood up, with a slender figure, and asked calmly, "Tell me."

Those memories are like nightmares, more like a scar on her body, every time it is picked up, it will be dripping with blood.

Isolation, exclusion, bullying...

In the Jiang family, she didn't feel the slightest warmth, and the way to study was also sneering.

"Forget it, you won't understand." She turned her head to the other side, rubbing the back of her hand over the corner of her eye, not wanting to cry in front of Jiang Jiucheng, she was no longer the little girl who was helpless with Jiang Jiucheng.

Jiang Jiucheng's face darkened, and he grabbed her wrist, "What's your dissatisfaction, am I treating you badly?"

"Okay?" Yan Ruyi laughed out loud, and in the next second, she was so angry that she raised her voice, "You treat me well? What's wrong with you? You, Jiang Jiuye, are so high above you, just send a message?"

The resentment in my heart had been accumulated for too long, and it broke out completely, "Where were you when I was hurt? For ten years, you only regarded me as a dog. Even if it was a misunderstanding at the beginning, did you clarify the truth later? Have you withdrawn the lawsuit? ? Have you returned my parents' innocence!"

"My grandma passed away with regret. During my ten years in the Jiang family, my grandma lost her child and became a widowed old man!"

She promised not to let the tears fall, but they couldn't stop, the tear glands collapsed, and the tears fell like rain, her eyes were red, and even the tip of her nose was pink, she shook off Jiang Jiucheng's hand, and asked blindly, "Brother Li provoked you?" Did you provoke him? Why did you want to kill him!"