President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Back at the Night Palace, Feng Yin cried and fainted in Leng Yan's arms, and the memories of those three years rushed towards her like a flood.

"I remembered everything. It turns out...the scar on your chest was caused by me...So you were so dangerous three years ago..."

"Leng Yan, Chen Xiuzhu took me away, he... He forced me... Later, my condition became more and more serious. I don't know the circumstances under which I married him... I don't know anything..."

Feng Yin cried and said, the evening dress on his body was soaked with tears, three years of grievances and tortures tore open the bloody gash at this moment.

She knew that Leng Yan, who knew all of this, would crazily take revenge on Chen Xiuzhu, but at this moment, she couldn't help it at all...

Every minute and every second of those three years was crazily pounding into her brain, reminding her all the time that when she was unconscious, she went to take wedding photos with Chen Xiuzhu, and went to the marriage registration office to register for marriage... all kinds of things All kinds of... just a wedding.

Now, it's all exposed.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. The whole world doesn't care about you, but I care about you. The whole world doesn't believe you, but I believe in you.

You still have me, I will always have me, I will live well, live a long life, and take care of you for the rest of my life!No one can separate us, no one can. "

Leng Yan hugged her tightly, cried and talked with her.

It's not that he hasn't thought about how she came here in the past three years. If she didn't suffer huge grievances and injuries, how could she be insane?

It's just that she didn't expect that after she said it in person, it would be so shocking to herself.

"I'll post on Weibo right now, post a message, and tell everyone that you Fengyin used to be my fiancée, now you are my wife, and you will always be!"

Leng Yan took out his cell phone with trembling hands, Feng Yin cried and pressed his hand, "I just want to be quiet, even if I cry quietly by myself."

Feng Yin has been forced into a corner by those memories, she needs time and space to digest alone, even if it is only a small space, she only wants to be alone.

"Good... don't cry, I'll be with you, I'll be with you for everything. If you don't let me post it, I won't post it. I will do whatever you ask me to do. I will listen to you."

Leng Yan lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, a kiss mixed with tears, without a trace of heartbreak.

Feng Yin locked herself in the bathroom and sat on the ground for a long time. She felt that if no one cared about her, she could sit like this for three days and three nights.

At dawn, the world outside is also turned upside down.

When the marriage certificate came out, Feng Yin and Leng Yan left in a hurry, which gave the media a chance to make a big fuss about good things. Although Leng Yue spent money to withdraw a lot of headlines, many people still saw the marriage certificate of Feng Yin and Chen Xiuzhu .

That night, Leng Tianguang also came to the Night Palace, but Leng Yan closed the door and disappeared.

He just wanted to quietly accompany Fengyin.

Feng Yin suffered so much pain because of him, at this moment, Feng Yin only had him.

Early the next morning, Feng Yin curled up on the bathroom floor and fell asleep. Leng Yan pushed open the door, gently picked her up, and put her on the bed. She was still in that insecure sleeping position. Holding back the tears in his eyes, he bent down and hugged her.

As long as she cried, he waited outside.

They all had a sleepless night, and at this moment there was only a silent hug, and everything else seemed abrupt.

At noon, Leng Yan woke up, Feng Yin was still sleeping, Leng Yan took the phone and edited a sentence: From the beginning to the end, she is Mrs. Leng, she was before, she is now, and she will always be in the future.