I lowered my head to glance at the qipao I was wearing. "Hmm, it is a bit cold."
Man Wenyu scoffed, "Man Jingfang, Wang Zhan is my husband. Please stop clinging to him from now on."
She looked at me with an air of superiority. "You don't deserve him!"
I took a deep breath. "Man Wenyu, I'm not clinging to him."
Man Wenyu snorted coldly. "That's the best thing I've heard!"
"But even if you weren't clinging to him, he still wouldn't like you."
She beamed with delight. "After all, he only sees you as my substitute."
"Man Jingfang, you're just a pathetic stand-in."
My gaze darkened slightly. "Man Wenyu, don't go too far!"
"Me? Go too far?"
Her smile grew even brighter. "Man Jingfang, so what if I do?"
"What can you do to me?"
I clenched my fists. "You!"
"Jing Fang, what's wrong?"
My mom rushed over. "Jing Fang, are you okay?"
I looked at my mom indifferently. "It's nothing."
"I'm a bit tired and want to rest in the guest room for a while."
My mom quickly replied, "The guest room is the third one on the left on the second floor."
"Okay, thank you."
I turned and walked up the stairs.
My mom and Man Wenyu went downstairs to greet the guests.
I stood in the corridor on the second floor, watching the lively scene below.
It felt particularly ironic.
In my previous life, after I was kidnapped, Wang Zhan actually turned around and married Man Wenyu!
He had clearly promised me that we would be together for a lifetime.
Yet he turned out to be a liar!
At that moment, I heard shouting coming from the next room.
Curious, I pushed the door open.
Inside was a quaintly decorated study.
The bookshelves were filled with various books.
By the window stood a desk.
On it lay a photograph.
In the photo, a pair of young boys and girls stood arm in arm by the sea.
There was also a boy running toward them with his back to the camera.
The girl had delicate features, her eyes like paintings.
It was none other than the young Man Wenyu.
And although the boy was a bit chubby, his eyes were strikingly familiar.
It’s Wang Zhan!
I trembled as I picked up the photograph.
My eyes instantly filled with tears.
When I was young, my grandmother often took me to the ancestral hall.
There were many children there.
They all mocked me, calling me an ugly freak.
Only Wang Zhan would stand up for me.
He would step in front of me and say, “You can’t bully her!”
“Man Jingfang is the most beautiful girl in the world!”
He would also take my hand and say, “Man Jingfang, I will protect you!”
He knelt before heaven and earth and vowed, “Wang Zhan will take good care of Man Jingfang for this lifetime!”
At that time, he wore a string of white beads on his wrist.
There was a red bead among them.
And the boy in this photograph is wearing the same bracelet!
I felt a surge of excitement.
I must find the owner of the bracelet!
I rushed out of the room to find My Mom.
Seeing me approach, Man Wenyu rolled her eyes dismissively and said, “Man Jingfang, what do you want now?”
I suppressed my anger and said, "I need to talk to Mom about something."
Man Wenyu persistently asked, "What is it?"
I took a deep breath and replied, "It's personal!"
Before Man Wenyu could say anything else, my mom interrupted, "Man Wenyu, stop it."
She turned to me and asked, "Jing Fang, what's wrong?"
I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "I want to find the boy in the photo."
My mom's expression changed instantly. "What photo?" she asked.
I pulled out my phone and handed her the picture.
As she looked at the boy in the photo, her face shifted dramatically.
She instinctively glanced at Man Wenyu.
"What’s going on?" Man Wenyu asked suspiciously.
My mom quickly put away her phone. "It's nothing."
She looked at me and said, "Jing Fang, let's go talk outside."
I followed her as she walked out, but I noticed she was heading in an increasingly off-course direction.
Comment 0 Comment Count