"Sorry, I already have a girlfriend."
"A girlfriend can be replaced."
...
In a flash, the scene shifted to an extrely luxurious new house. There were no people making a fuss in the bridal chamber, only her and the groom. In stark contrast to the festive decorations of the new room, the groom's face was extrely cold.
"You've gone to great lengths just to get the title of Mrs. Leng, haven't you? Fine, I'll give it to you. But let make it clear, Lin Yixun, I will never touch you, let alone fall in love with you. You can spend your whole life with the title of Mrs. Leng!"
...
Lin Yixun tightly grasped the sheet beneath her, wanting to escape the nightmare, but it pulled her into deeper pain. It seed as if she was transported back to three years ago, to that heart-chilling, desperate afternoon.
At that ti, she was emaciated, and compared to her haggard appearance, he was dressed immaculately in a suit, still incredibly handso.
"Yixiu, can you let my dad go for the sake of our marriage?"
"Marriage? I never acknowledged you as my wife."
"I know, you've always blad , hated for forcing you to marry , but all of this is my fault, it has nothing to do with my dad. Take it out on all you want. Can you let my dad go, I'm begging you!"
"Begging ? Even Miss Lin knows how to beg? Too late!" The man glanced at her, raised his hand, and threw a divorce agreent in front of her, saying coldly, "Sign it and get out."
...
Lin Yixun's body trembled, waking up with a start. She gasped for air, taking a long ti to recover from the suffocating pain. She lowered her eyes to her palms, where there were a few new wounds.
She closed her eyes in anguish, unsure whether to cry or laugh.
Three years had passed. She learned to forget her identity, her pride, and even that person, but she could never erase those painful mories from her mind.
Washing away a body covered in cold sweat, Lin Yixun ca out of the bathroom and checked the ti. It was already five in the afternoon.
She quickly changed clothes, hurriedly ate a few pieces of bread, and went out the door. Even so, she was twenty minutes late due to traffic.
When she arrived at Nightshade, she saw the manager looking fierce, scolding soone. The person being scolded was nad Feng Xin, a college student who had to work here because of poverty.
"Do you know who you just offended? That person is the third young master of the Dynasty! He rely touched you a few tis. Did you need to hit him with a beer bottle?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't do it on purpose, I really didn't!"
"What's the use of apologizing to ? Go apologize to Mr. Tang!"
At the ntion of Mr. Tang, Feng Xin recoiled like seeing a ghost, stepping back instinctively, "Manager, I..."
"What do you an 'I'? I'm telling you, if you don't handle this, you're out!"
"No, please! Manager, you know my family's situation. If I lose this job, my brother will have no hope! He's still so young!"
The manager, having worked at Nightshade for many years, had long since hardened his heart. He grabbed Feng Xin's arm, "Then co with to Private Room No. 1 and apologize to Mr. Tang!"
Lin Yixun witnessed everything. Feng Xin's hair was ssy, her clothes were torn at the collar, almost leaving her exposed. It wasn't hard to guess what had happened, and it wasn't hard to predict how she would be treated if she entered Private Room No. 1.
Seeing Feng Xin was like seeing herself when she first arrived here, and she couldn't help but speak up, "Wait!"
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