She breathed out very slowly, and her beautiful eyes opened wide, as if she wanted to look into the depths of his eyes.
"I will never forget the time when Uncle Jin was sacked and the Jin family lost its glory. My parents never wanted to marry me to you again. They locked me in a room and did not allow me to go out to find you.
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"At that time, I escaped with great difficulty. That night, you held my hand and asked me, Xinhui, are you afraid?"
She spoke word by word, and Jin Zun looked at her regretfully, unable to say a complete sentence, "Xinhui, I..."
"You told me that you would be responsible for me for the rest of your life. No matter how miserable or poor you may be in the future, you will never abandon me..."
She suddenly hugged her body, but her eyes were horribly empty, "But then, we got separated... Sir, it was so dark in that room, and there were a bunch of inexplicable people. They were slowly approaching me, coming from different directions.
Many hands kept tearing my clothes and pinching my body. I couldn't move, my whole body was tied tightly... I shouted, I screamed, my voice became hoarse, I begged you to save me,
But, you never showed up..."
"That's enough!" Jin Zun interrupted her in a hoarse voice, "Xinhui, stop talking."
Her empty eyes looked over at his words, "Sir, do you still remember?"
Remember! Remember! How could he not remember that time he found her in a nightclub? At that time, she had become a popular star, and Zhezhe was also around. Later, after several twists and turns, he found someone to investigate
Only then did he learn that during the months he struggled to find her, she was sold abroad by human traffickers. If a customer hadn't taken a liking to her and brought her back to his country, perhaps he would never have found her again.
At that moment, he was so grateful to God for letting her come back to him.
However, no matter how he plotted, Jin Zun did not include Su Mozheng in his calculations.
He could control everything, but so what, could he control the heart that was already beating for her?
"Xinhui, I'm sorry!" After a long time, he hurriedly said these words, pushed open the door of the conference room and went out.
Her body stiffened, and she heard the sound of clothes rustling behind her. The door of the conference room opened, and he went out without hesitation and decisiveness.
She slowly clenched her fingers and pierced her palms, without realizing it, the hatred in her eyes was so strong.
She gave up so much for him, only to be abandoned by him in the end. Then, no one can get what she can't get!
Today, the sun is shining brightly, and the house in the back garden is no longer as bright as spring, but it doesn't look depressed either.
Small garden pavilion with sharp corners.
Climbing up the stairs, there is a small round table and a few round stools in the middle.
Su Mozheng was half sitting, tilting her head from time to time to ask Mrs. Huo for advice. She was holding a thin piece of paper in one hand and a pair of scissors in the other, with a serious look on her face. "Look, am I doing this right?"
The gentle breeze blew slightly, ruffling her hair hanging down her waist, and the fragrance curled up.
Mrs. Huo turned her head to look, and then nodded with satisfaction, "Just follow this cut. It's always unskilled the first time. Try it a few times and you'll be good."
She hadn't found a job yet, so on a whim today, she couldn't help but see Mrs. Huo cutting paper patterns again, and she couldn't help but learn from Mrs. Huo. It wasn't very pretty, but it looked a bit good.
"Have you tried on the wedding dress?" Mrs. Huo put down the scissors and shook off the paper scraps.
Su Mozheng paused her hand movements, feeling quite helpless, "Shaoyan seems to be a little busy at work recently, so I asked him to go ahead and get busy. Anyway, there is no rush to try on wedding dresses! Isn't there still a few days left?"
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"There's no rush! There are still a few days until your wedding day!"
"Are you planning to let the best man try on wedding dresses?" Mrs. Huo couldn't help but tease, "I said, don't spoil him too much. What kind of job does he have? Is work as important as getting married? Why didn't I watch it?
Why should he come out of their military academy to do something!?" Mrs. Huo put down the cut pattern and said to Su Mozheng.
Su Mozheng stuck out her tongue and then said: "Okay, Mom, I understand. I will try it tomorrow. I have to drag him along!"
"That's true!" Mrs. Huo nodded with satisfaction.
Su Mozheng was relieved in her heart. Mrs. Huo had taken care of everything from the wedding procedures to the things needed for the wedding. There were still five days left before their wedding, and they didn't even take wedding photos.
Photographed.
He has been very busy in the past few days, and he doesn't know what he is busy with. Su Mozheng intuitively thinks that he is avoiding her!
However, she couldn't figure out why he was doing this? Haven't they already confessed to each other?
That night, after dinner, she knocked on his door.
The door was opened by him from the inside. He was holding a towel in one hand and was still wiping the water droplets from his hair. He was also wearing a bathrobe, which only covered his calves. Apparently, he had just taken a shower.
She felt a little embarrassed. No wonder she knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response. It turned out that - he seemed to be a little embarrassed too, and deliberately adjusted his loose bathrobe.
Just after taking a shower, the cold wind blew, which made me feel a bit chilly.
He saw her standing awkwardly outside the door, and stretched out his hand to pull her in. "Why don't you come in because it's not cold enough outside?"
"Oh," she hesitantly followed him in, and the door closed with a creak. She came to his room for the second time, glanced sideways, and walked to an old-fashioned sofa in front of the bed.
The old Soviet-style sofas that were replaced by Zhongnanhai still have the red style of those years.
Su Mozheng put her hand on top of it and watched helplessly as the latter walked to the bed and sat down. Then the cold voice sounded, "Mozheng, it's so late, what can I do?"
She opened her mouth and looked at him without blinking, "Mom said, let us try on the wedding dress sometime. The wedding day is not far away." She wanted to say that she would take pictures when she has time.
A wedding photo, in the end it only stayed in my throat, I didn’t dare to say more.
She always felt that he was sitting like this, so far away from her, and Su Mozheng's heart tightened a bit. What's wrong? Wasn't everything fine earlier?
"Oh, I know, let's talk about it when we have time." He was in a daze for a moment, and then answered coldly, as if it was none of his business.
She felt so panicked that she stood up and looked at him aggrievedly, "Shaoyan, are you hiding from me?"
"Did I do something wrong to make you unhappy?" Her eyes were a little red, and she bit her lips with her watery bright eyes and looked at the man beside the bed who was thinking about somewhere.
"Why do you say that?" He had stopped wiping his hair a long time ago. At this moment, a drop of water slipped from the tip of his hair that was still dripping with water and accidentally rolled into his eyes. He actually felt a little sore.