Zhuang Mingyue's body shook, and for a moment, all kinds of unknown emotions surged into her heart, feeling indescribable.

Mom's childhood sweetheart?

But...but...

Ma Wu, didn't tell her.

Mom was an orphan since she was a child?

Did my father pick it up from outside?

In the obviously warm living room, Zhuang Mingyue felt a gust of cold snow floating in, making her whole body cold.

Finally, she went to the study and opened the notebook made of pink sheepskin. The pages were very thick. She opened a page with neat and elegant fonts.

"On January 20, 1975, the weather was sunny. Today is my sixteenth birthday. Today, Ali gave me a necklace and a white foal. It is so beautiful that I will ride it when I go out on the streets in the future."

"Today, my parents didn't tell me what birthday gifts I would prepare for me, I'm so looking forward to it!"

"…January 21, 1975, the weather was cloudy. After my birthday yesterday, I rode Ali's foal to go shopping. Suddenly, I was frightened by a man riding a horse and wearing military boots. I was so angry that he called me a little kid who was still stinky. I was also cut into a big hole in the clothes given by my mother."

"On March 28, 1975, the last time the man came again. He came to ask his father for money. He didn't know what to do. I looked at him at the door and saw me. He was too fierce. I ran back to the room with some fear. My mother said that the man was here to protect Wucheng..."

"He is so tall! But our sister Jinzhu likes him and wants to be his wife."

"If it were me, I would definitely not!

"Because... he scolded me and was so cruel to me!"

"He's a bad guy."

Wucheng?

Where is this place?

Zhuang Mingyue never heard of this place.

Zhuang Mingyue looked through these things that her mother recorded when she was a teenager…

"He still didn't come back tonight on July 12, 1976. Where will he go? Sorry, Yan Guhong, I won't be angry anymore. Can you come back soon?"

Yan Guhong? Not back?

Did my mother live with this man at the age of seventeen?

Thinking about that era, the family was older, so it was nothing.

Zhuang Mingyue looked over page by page, and turned back a few more pages

"… On May 20, 1978, he finally agreed to marry me. From now on, all his money will be mine. And those big shiny and glowing diamonds are all mine. I am the most beautiful fairy in Wucheng."

"What should I do! I went to bed last night and I secretly looked at him. There was another pleat on his face. Why did he grow old so quickly? He is almost unworthy of this fairy."

"He said he wanted me to give him a baby, but I'm still so young that I can't give birth."

"It hurts so much, I don't want to give birth."

"It's OK to think about it. If it's our child, then I can barely give birth to one. He said that I'll give me the biggest diamonds for a child. I'll have ten ones in the future, and I'll have ten biggest diamonds."

“…What’s our baby’s name in the future?”

"Then call it Mingyue! He took me to see the moon today, and the moon is quite beautiful."

"Anyway, I have to have a baby girl in the future, and I must be as beautiful as this fairy."

On the next few pages, some of the handwriting is blurred and some are hard to see. There is also a pool of brown stains, like blood...

I don't know where a page penetrates.

Zhuang Mingyue's face gradually became solemn.

This is the key information.

The date and time were stained, but it was not difficult to see.

Most of the notes are recorded in a man named "Yan Guhong".

My father's name did not appear on it at all.

Why?

Will you not have your father’s name when you come forward?

The sky gradually darkened...

From the original joy in the diary to the heavy feeling of Zhuang Mingyue slowly made him feel...

It made her feel more suffocated.

The general story is everything that happened in Wuchuan.

My mother has been having no worries about food and clothing since she was a child and is the jewel of a wealthy family. Her grandfather is the president of the chamber of commerce, and her father is also Zhuang Mingyue's grandfather, and the vice president.

It is also a well-known scholarly family in the local area.

Han Weili was an orphan picked up by Grandpa Great's father from the battlefield. He entered the Yan family at the age of six and grew up with his mother.

My mother was three years older than him and taught him to read and recognize words with her own hands. The relationship between them was extraordinary.

Grandfather also intended to let Han Weili marry into the Yan family.

What happened later was that because the notes were a little blurry, she couldn't see many things clearly.

Until my mother was sixteen years old, she met Yan Guhong, the warlord at that time.

He was a famous major general at the age of twenty-six.

Because my mother was beautiful since childhood, she was attracted by Yan Guhong. Grandpa seemed to have intentions to go to this marriage.

But at that time, my mother and Han Weili had already made a private lifelong decision. The two have been childhood sweethearts since childhood and naturally have deep feelings...

At the age of seventeen, my mother was raped by Yan Guhong to the Yan family, and robbed them, and had been entangled with each other for several years...

My mother is pregnant, if she is pregnant.

So what exactly happened in the middle?

Will the Yan family and the Yan family be suddenly massacred?

Where did Yan Guhong go after leaving for the past three years?

What kind of role is her father, Zhuang Haisheng?

The clues were broken here because the pages behind had been torn.

Many things are like a cloud of fog, and I don’t know what happened.

This Han Weili...

Could it be the man I saw in the hospital last time?

But his appearance is different from the one in the photo!

A heat flow dripped between the nose, and Zhuang Mingyue quickly got up with her nose and ran to the bathroom.

A beam of high beam flashed quickly on the bathroom window, and Zhuang Mingyue wiped it quickly, blocking the blood, and hurriedly hid the notebook in her hand into her father's secret room.

Zhanyan looked at the empty living room with a gloomy face. He asked the servants in the hall coldly, "Where are people?"

The servant trembled and said, "Big...sist, read in the study."

Zhan Yan looked at the dish that was not moving on the dining table again. He raised his wrist and looked at the time, which was exactly 7:30.

Zhanyan was about to go upstairs when he saw the woman upstairs walking down with her child in her arms.

Zhuang Mingyue: "You... are just back now? What are you doing?"

"Go and handle something." Zhanyan stepped forward to take the child from her, "You are not allowed to stop eating so late in the future."

"I...I get it."

Zhan Yan held the child in one hand and walked to the dining table and sat down.

The servant quickly heated the dishes again.
Chapter completed!