Yang Yunyi began to notice changes in herself. Yes, she gradually changed. With his favor a few times a month, she gradually lost the innocence and calmness she had before.
Perhaps because we have been together for a long time, gradually, even if he is a substitute, he has developed some warmth.
The material conditions Murong Qingzhen provided her were getting better and better, and the generous monthly installation fee was enough to support her family for several years.
She wore expensive and luxurious jewelry. Some of the new models were even before they were officially released. His assistant sent her a beautiful catalog.
She only needs to make a phone call, and someone will bring what she wants to her and respectfully ask her to choose and try it out.
She quickly transformed from a simple girl with clear soup and noodles into a well-known Shuyuan with a fashionable and luxurious appearance.
In this city, she belongs to the small group of people living at the top.
She finally no longer had to worry about her livelihood, and even her family followed the chickens and dogs to heaven, and suddenly lived a wealthy life with a house and a car.
All this was because of her, because she was favored by Murong Qingzhen.
However, when she stood in front of the mirror dressed in gorgeous and fashionable clothes, she felt only bursts of sadness in her heart.
She is not a fool, she knows that these expensive clothes and shoes, these valuable jewelry, these cosmetics that make her look beautiful, all of them are actually just to portray the shadow of another person.
The information she could search showed without exception that Murong Qingzhen's wife, a woman named Jiang Zimo, was a woman of outstanding talent and beauty during her lifetime.
Such elegant taste, such a unique and arrogant personality, such a wealthy daughter of an aristocratic family, even if it was just to find a shadow for her, he absolutely could not let her, an ordinary woman from a poor background, have her share of the world.
Nobility and beauty were trampled down into the appearance of a vulgar woman in the market.
Therefore, even if the roster was sent by the assistant, it must actually be under his instruction.
Because the woman he loved could no longer wear these things. Therefore, he could only force these things on her.
Yang Yunyi began to get tired of this kind of life. She was always restless all day long, and sometimes her emotions were so out of control that she couldn't help but get angry. She would even lock herself in the bedroom and cry alone for an entire afternoon.
During the many nights when he didn't come, she could only curl up into a small ball on a pillow with his scent on her head, and stay there quietly until dawn.
Yang Yunyi really didn't know what he relied on to survive so many sleepless nights.
She gradually lost weight. Although she was well-dressed and well-fed, and served by servants, the expensive Chanel ceramic watch on her white wrist began to shake.
He was still the same as before, when he was drunk, he came over to have a lingering moment when he remembered. However, even he noticed her weight loss.
That time, when he suddenly leaned over her and stopped, she almost wanted to say all the words she had hidden in her heart regardless. She wanted to ask him why, even though she knew that the woman didn't love him at all.
Do you still want to be so persistent?
What's wrong with her is that her first night was given to him! Why can she only live in her shadow and never get into his heart?