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

Every word Zhang Jingjing said was slapped on Chen Xiuzhu's face with barbed hands.

For a year, Chen Xiuzhu tried his best to restrain himself from going to see Fengyin, but unexpectedly, Zhang Jingjing popped out.

"I know that I make Mr. Chen feel disgusted. I am a lunatic in Mr. Chen's eyes, but it doesn't matter. Even if Mr. Chen kills me today, I will admit it. Compared with living in secret, I can still appear in front of you now." In front of me, I am also satisfied."

Zhang Jingjing smiled, blood oozing from the corners of her eyes and mouth.

Chen Xiuzhu looked shocked.

Zhang Jingjing also smelled the smell of blood in the air, and smiled at herself.

"It's only been a year, how can I recover? It's just a superficial glamor... No, I don't even have a superficial glamor..."

Zhang Jingjing raised her hand to wipe the blood, but she wiped more and more.

The pain she suffered in plastic surgery in the past year cannot be described in words. Even today, she relies on heavy makeup to cover the marks on her face. Once the heavy makeup is gone, various bruises will appear on her forehead, mouth, and chin.

Even she would cry when she looked in the mirror, let alone others.

"Kunlun, take her away."

After all, Chen Xiuzhu didn't kill Zhang Jingjing.

One thing Zhang Jingjing gambled right was that Chen Xiuzhu wouldn't let her face look like Feng Yin's.

When Zhang Jingjing was taken away, she looked at Chen Xiuzhu expectantly and cautiously.

Seeing the traces of blood on her face, Chen Xiuzhu turned around and rushed into the bathroom, throwing up heavily.

Laughing while vomiting, laughing at my embarrassment, laughing at my ridiculousness...

Tonight, he wanted to see Feng Yin.

Tell her that I can do anything as long as you forgive me.

Feng Yin, give me one more chance, okay?
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At night, outside the night palace, Feng Yin and Leng Yan went to the suburbs to watch fireflies, and the two who had just returned saw an unexpected visitor outside the night palace.

Chen Xiuzhu stood beside the car with an unshaven beard and a wrinkled suit, looking dejected and desolate.

Compared with Leng Yan, who was full of spring breeze, it was a completely different feeling.

The reporters who used to be outside the Night Palace have long since withdrawn. People are forgetful, and the Fengyin incident has been replaced by the new entertainment gossip.

She and Leng Yan do what they like to do during the day, and when they come back at night, he handles the documents while she sits and draws pictures, as if when there are only the two of them left in this world, they also live such a leisurely life.

Seeing Chen Xiuzhu, Feng Yin didn't have the slightest fear, but Leng Yan was much more nervous than her.

"You go back first, leave this to me." Leng Yan held her hand, looking at her with safety and trust in her eyes.

Feng Yin thought for a while, then said softly, "Don't fight, I will love you dearly."

The conversation between Feng Yin and Leng Yan could be heard by Chen Xiuzhu who was just a step away.

Every sentence is a steel needle pierced in the heart.

In the past, the 16-year-old Feng Yin would say these words to him, but now, she doesn't even bother to look at him.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Only use your mouth, not your hands."

After Leng Yan finished speaking, Feng Yin gave him a blank look.

"I'm going back."

After finishing the words, he raised his foot and left without looking at Chen Xiuzhu from the beginning to the end.

Chen Xiuzhu also understood that he came here today to seek humiliation, but he didn't expect that it would be in this way?Feng Yin pretended that he didn't exist, and Leng Yan only cared about following Feng Yin to show her affection...

"Chen Xiuzhu, no matter what you say or do, it won't affect me. Although I promised Feng Yin, I only use my mouth, not hands. In fact, I don't even bother to say it."

After finishing speaking, Leng Yan turned around and caught up with Feng Yin.