Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Looking at the bright fingerprints on the man's face, Yan Ji unconsciously rubbed her sore palm and said to Xu Yanli, who was still anxiously asking about her condition on the other end of the phone, "I'm fine. I'm hanging up."

"But you just..."

Before the other end could say anything else, Yan Ji had already hung up the phone.

Gu Chenye's face was extremely gloomy, but Yan Ji looked like he was seriously ill, so he could only hold back his anger. When he saw her hang up the phone, he asked in a cold voice, "Why did he call you?"

Yan Ji seemed not to notice his ugly expression and answered honestly, "I called him."

"..."

The woman's gaze fell on the side of his face where he was beaten, her brows were deep, and it was unknown what she was thinking. Just when Gu Chenye thought she would say something, Yan Ji just silently withdrew her gaze, put the phone in her bag, turned around and left silently.

Gu Chenye quickly grabbed the man, and the urge to strangle her was suppressed again and again, so he didn't act. The man gritted his teeth and said after a long while: "You hit me for no reason, shouldn't you apologize?"

"sorry."

Such a perfunctory apology made Gu Chenye even angrier, but he couldn't do anything about her. He couldn't just hit her back. No matter how much he hated Yan Ji, he wouldn't be so tasteless as to hit a woman.

She pulled her hand out of Gu Chenye's palm. The man didn't want to let go, but he keenly saw disgust on Yan Ji's face. In a moment of distraction, the woman escaped from his control.

Yan Ji had originally made an appointment to discuss something with someone, but now she was not in the mood, and she felt that the person would not come.

After leaving the mall, she drove aimlessly on the street. She had lived in this city for ten years, and everything she saw was familiar, yet strange. Even after ten years, she still didn't have the slightest sense of belonging to this city.

Unconsciously, Yan Ji drove the car into the compound and stopped downstairs of the Xu family's old house. She got out of the car in the biting cold wind and lit a cigarette for herself. After a while, she looked up and her eyes fell on a dark window on the second floor -

That used to be Xu Mengran's room.

It's just past six o'clock, time for dinner. The sounds of spatulas and chatting can be heard through the lighted windows, filling the air with the lively atmosphere of life.

Yan Ji was a little envious, and the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.

"Xiao Ji..." Zhou Shuyue's nervous voice came from behind, "I heard someone saw your car entering the compound, why are you here?"

"Wait someone."

"Who are you waiting for? I have added the contact information of almost everyone in this compound. I'll call them for you." Zhou Shuyue was a little excited as she finally had something to help Yan Ji. As she spoke, she took out her cell phone to make a call.

Yan Ji didn't move, not even his eyes: "No need, she's dead."

"..."

After finishing a cigarette, Yan Ji's emotions had completely calmed down. After so many years and suffering so much, if she still couldn't comfort herself, she would have been angry to death before she was taken back to the Yan family.

She put out her cigarette, walked a few steps and threw the butt into the trash can. Zhou Shuyue followed her closely: "Xiao Ji, we're all downstairs. Come home and have a meal. Your father and your brother are here."

"No."

"Jiaojiao has been driven away by your father, and he didn't let her come back for the New Year."

Yan Ji heard the softness in Zhou Shuyue's tone, and stopped as she was about to get into the car. She turned her head to look at her and gave her a meaningful smile, "Do you want to know why I can't tolerate Yan Jiaojiao?"

Unexpectedly, she would suddenly bring this up. Zhou Shuyue was startled: "Why?"

She also asked Yan Wei Zheng this question, but he didn't say anything and just told her not to worry about it. But she was not stupid, and she roughly guessed something from her husband's words and actions, but she didn't know the details.

In the past few days, Yan Jiaojiao came to apologize every day with things in her hand, and Yan Chuan also made a fuss about wanting his sister. Zhou Shuyue had already softened her heart, but when she thought of Yan Ji's current attitude towards them, she forced herself to hold back.

Yan Ji tilted his head and pointed to the passenger seat: "Get in the car."

For some reason, Zhou Shuyue felt a little cold sweat when she saw her expression. She walked around to the passenger seat, opened the door and got in.

The warm air in the car had long since dissipated, leaving it cold. Yan Ji used the sun visor to block the windshield, turned his head and asked Zhou Shuyue with a smile: "Have you ever heard of the word 'bullying'?"

As she spoke, she took off her watch and brought the exposed scar closer to Zhou Shuyue: "This scar was cut by Mu Yunyao. As a result, I dropped out of school in my senior year and never had the chance to become a surgeon again."

Zhou Shuyue knew about this, so she wasn't too shocked, just heartbroken.

Yan Ji took off his coat and lifted the hem to reveal the scars on his lower back. "These were caused by the gravel on the ground when they pressed me to the ground and dragged me."

Zhou Shuyue now finally understood what it meant to kill someone and break their heart. Looking at the scars on Yan Ji's body, she felt as if a blunt knife was slowly grinding on her heart, causing her to suffer excruciating pain and feeling that life was worse than death.

She stretched out her trembling hand, wanting to touch the scars, but under Yan Ji's mocking gaze, her hand stopped abruptly in mid-air.

Yan Ji: "Over the years, although I didn't say it actively, I didn't always pretend so well. Dirty clothes, messy hair, blood on my body, if you are a little careful, you can see it." She lit another cigarette, and the smoke filled the car: "But you didn't, you accompanied Yan Jiaojiao shopping, and when I went home in a mess, she easily diverted my attention in various ways. You didn't pay attention to me, so you didn't see that your biological daughter was suffering from water life heat."

Her voice was very calm, even with a hint of smile, and she just stared at her steadily, watching her trembling like a sieve and her face as pale as paper.

Zhou Shuyue choked up and asked, "Did Jiaojiao do all this?"

"No, she didn't hit me, but compared to hitting me, she is a rat who can only stir up trouble behind my back, which is more disgusting." Yan Ji straightened his clothes and said, "You can get off the car now. From now on, no one from your Yan family should appear in front of me. This will be your biggest apology to me."

Zhou Shuyue couldn't help crying: "Xiao Ji..."

"If you want to recognize Yan Jiaojiao, I have no objection. After all, you are the one who raised her since she was a child. Even if they are not your biological children, it is reasonable for you to have feelings for her. I can understand."

With every extra word she said, Zhou Shuyue's heartache intensified. She knew that Yan Ji did it on purpose to make her suffer. After knowing the truth, even if she still had mother-daughter feelings for Yan Jiaojiao, she would never let her return to the Yan family, let alone let her occupy the identity of the second lady of the Yan family.

She had a lot to say, but she knew Yan Ji definitely didn't want to listen now: "Xiao Ji, I know no matter how much I say now, you won't forgive us. I will ask Jiao Jiao to apologize to you personally for the wrong things she did."

Seeing that Yan Ji didn't respond, she had no choice but to say, "I'll go back first. You can come back whenever you want. If you encounter any difficulties outside and need help from your parents, just call us or send us a message."