"Ning Wanyue, I don't care where you are! Immediately! Issue a statement! Clarify your relationship with Jiang Cheng! Otherwise I will ruin your reputation!"
Ning Wanyue woke up early in the morning and received a call from her father. Before she could say anything, this was the sentence on the other end of the phone.
Strong, domineering, and cannot be refused!
After saying this, he hung up the phone.
Ning Wanyue didn't know how many times she had heard such words.
From childhood to adulthood, her father had to control everything from clothing, food, housing, transportation, no matter what it was, no matter where she went.
From going to school to what to eat, what books to read, and what clothes to wear, everything must be done according to his arrangements.
I can only eat nutritious meals and drink boiled water. I have to read a 500,000-word book every day. I have a full schedule of piano, math, calligraphy, painting, ballet, and my spare time.
Moreover, if she disobeys even a little bit, she will be scolded by him.
Even scolding was considered a minor offense. She was admitted to the hospital many times.
She will always remember that just because she took a small sip of the drink handed to her by her classmate, her thumb nail was turned up by him, and the nail was filled with flesh and skin, and the pain made her whole body convulse.
After being sent to the hospital, I needed twelve stitches!
To this day, the nail on her right thumb still has not healed, and there are still some bruises on her body.
She is like a imprisoned bird, with no faith, no freedom, and no meaning of survival.
She once thought about committing suicide in such a meaningless life, but thinking of her sick mother, she endured it every time.
Her mother is a daughter of a small family and a well-known embroidery girl in the Jiangnan area. She has a gentle personality and a weak and boneless body. She has suffered from asthma since she was a child.
But her father, that devil, would punch and kick her whenever something went against her wishes. Many times when Ning Wanyue saw her, her face was bruised and swollen.
On the day she was 16 years old, her mother finally refused and jumped off the five-story villa.
On that day, the day her mother died, the devil married a woman from another aristocratic family and brought an eighteen-year-old son into the Ning family.
It wasn't until that day that Ning Wanyue realized that her father had had a woman outside just to be able to have a baby, and the child had already been born!
In order to marry that woman openly and get the snobbish support from that woman, he would be so cruel to himself and his mother, with the purpose of forcing them to commit suicide!
She had never thought that there was such a cruel father in this world!
It was that day that she finally mustered up the courage to break with the devil!
Perhaps because the devil finally got what he wanted, he actually let her run away from home and fend for herself.
That day was her sixteenth birthday. Wearing thin clothes, she bowed at her mother's funeral hall.
Facing everyone's gloating eyes, she didn't take anything with her. She only wore a thin vest, left Ning's house, and spent the night huddled under an overpass in a cold and windy winter of minus 5 degrees Celsius.
That night, she almost didn't wake up.
When the morning sun shone on her cold body, it gave her a glimmer of hope and filled her heart with hope.
Facing the warm sunshine, she swore that she would survive and never be a doll at the mercy of others like her mother in this life!
She washed dishes in restaurants, swept the floors on the streets, handed out flyers on the streets, sang in bars, and worked twelve part-time jobs a day. She was so tired that she was paralyzed, but she did not collapse and remained stubborn and did not bow her head.
But today, she collapsed a little.
Ever since the scandal broke out with Jiang Cheng that day, her Weibo posts were full of people saying that she was broken in love, asking her to explain clearly, asking her to break up with Jiang Cheng, and asking Jiang Cheng to get out of their sight, and scolding her for not knowing how to love herself.
, everything.
Especially after she posted a piece of content on Weibo that said, "I am my own, not yours. I have my own life and the right to make my own decisions." She was even criticized for being a coward.
Fans criticized her one after another and attacked her with all kinds of words. They even took out photos of her singing in bars before and added all kinds of disgusting words to them, slandering her as a prostitute, which made her collapse several times.
Just now, after the devil made the call, the boss of her company, Tiansha Live Broadcasting Platform, also called her and wanted to terminate the contract with her and make her pay a penalty of 80 million alliance coins.
She actually knew that the devil had asked someone to do this.
Just because his illegitimate son Liu Yunfei fell in love with him and wanted her to be Liu Yunfei's girlfriend.
Ning Wanyue was in pain, she felt ridiculous.
It took two years, countless efforts, many hardships in the wilderness, and many life-threatening experiences to achieve such results.
But in the face of that devil's snobbery, he was so vulnerable.
She is tired.
She is also a little girl, and sometimes she wants to find someone to talk to about her pain.
But when she opened her address book, she discovered that after being imprisoned by that demon for so many years, she no longer knew how to make friends!
She called Jiang Cheng, the man who only bullied her, and wanted to hear his voice.
After hearing Jiang Cheng's unique voice on the other end of the phone, Ning Wanyue burst into tears instantly. She really wanted... wanted... to tell him her pain.
But after feeling the joy in Jiang Cheng's words, she held back.
She suddenly didn't want to talk anymore. She didn't want Jiang Cheng to feel bad because of her confession. She felt that there was no need for others to bear her own pain with her.
Although Jiang Cheng evolved Soul Abyss Mingxue, in the eyes of a behemoth like the Tiandu Ning family, he was just a clown.
Telling Jiang Cheng would bring him endless trouble and it would do no good.
She didn't want Jiang Cheng to be involved in such a fight because of herself.
After changing the topic and exchanging pleasantries with Jiang Cheng, she hung up the phone.
In my room, I thought for a long time and wrote a few words on Weibo with tears in my eyes.
"Ning Wanyue only represents myself and would like to clarify to everyone that Jiang Cheng and I are just ordinary friends and not lovers."
As soon as her finger touched the send button, Ning Wanyue's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something, and she fell into endless pain.
Thinking that after posting this Weibo, she might have to draw a clear line with Jiang Cheng and become strangers, she felt very reluctant to let go.
Until, the phone rang.
"Xiao Wanyue, no matter what you are doing, go to the window now, open it and take a look."
Ning Wanyue felt a little hesitant, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and walked towards the window.
Opening the curtains, it was drizzling outside the window at the moment. Downstairs of the dormitory where she lived, Xiaobai was holding a rose in his mouth and staying next to Jiangcheng.
Jiang Cheng, on the other hand, was holding a guitar, looking at himself with a bright smile in the drizzle.
He moved his right hand, and a pleasant sound came from the guitar in his hand.
The prelude sounded slowly, and Jiang Cheng slowly spoke: "The drizzle brings the wind and soaks the streets at dusk. Wiping off the rain, my eyes look up for no reason..."
Ning Wanyue burst into tears instantly. (To be continued)