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These things belonged to misty rain, and no one could take them away from her.

Day after day, year after year.

Yuan shaojing was waiting, waiting for li Yanyu to return one day, even if ...

It was a bone-deep hatred for him.

All these years, Yuan shaojing would always dream at night.

She dreamed about what had happened in the hospital that day.

He dreamed that she had fallen into his arms after being shot. Compared to her numb expression, his fear, uneasiness, and despair were unrestrained.

All those years, he had never given her a good face because she liked him.

It was as if he was certain that she would not leave no matter what he did.

Uncle.

Yuan shaojing closed his eyes.

She was standing in his memory.

The sunlight that was as thin as a cicada’s wing enveloped the misty rain. Her thin wrists and thin ankles were so fair and beautiful.

But in the blink of an eye, she was lying in his arms again, covered in blood.

Uncle, don’t die. I only have you.

When he was at his most desperate and helpless, Yanyu would hug him and wake him up with a trembling voice.

Silly girl.

If he had allowed him to die just like that, would all the things that happened after that not have happened again?

Lin Hanxing didn’t know what Yuan shaojing was thinking.

She just took out an old photo from the kraft paper bag.

That was aunt Mian when she was young.

In the black-and-white photo, she was wearing a cheongsam, her waist was slim, and the corners of her eyes and the tips of her eyebrows had a refreshing style.

At that time, li Yanyu obviously didn’t know that the camera was pointing at her.

The fragility and loneliness in his eyes were easily revealed through the camera.

Lin Hanxing’s hand gently touched the black and white photo.

It was as if he could wipe away aunt Mian’s pain by doing so.

&Quot; all of Yanyu’s assets in country G are clearly recorded in here. &Quot;

Yuan shaojing said in a deep voice.

“What do you mean by that, Mr. Yuan?”

Lin Hanxing looked up, his eyes cold and distant.

Being stared at by Lin Hanxing’s eyes, Yuan shaojing couldn’t speak for a long time.

As expected of someone who was personally trained by misty rain.

There were many times when Yuan shaojing felt that he was looking at li Yanyu whenever he saw her.

Looking at her deeply, Yuan shaojing finally spoke again after a while.

“Now, these are all yours.”

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Outside the door.

Yuan SuSu’s gaze swept across every corner of the hotel room and finally landed on Cheng Lingyun.

“Mom, you didn’t expect this, did you?”

Yuan susu slowly sat down opposite her and tucked her long hair that had been covering her scars behind her ears.

The scar that stretched from his brow bone to his chin was exposed without any concealment.

“I can still sit in front of you now.”

As Yuan susu spoke, she poured herself a glass of water and began to drink it.

When she raised her wrist, her hands were red and swollen, and there were traces of them being tied to the bed.

“I’m talking to you,”

At this moment, Yuan susu no longer looked like a young lady from a wealthy family.

The intense resentment in her eyes was like a scar on her body, directly appearing in Cheng Lingyun’s eyes.

“Did Lin xiaojiu tell you something? Susu, you’re my daughter, how could I harm you!”

When Cheng Lingyun said this, perhaps Yuan SuSu’s gaze was too terrifying, but cold sweat actually dripped down her forehead.

“You’re not in a good condition to be discharged yet. Your wound hasn’t healed yet!”

After saying that, she didn’t dare to look at Yuan SuSu’s face again.

After all, he was the one who caused the scar.

Hearing this, Yuan susu revealed a mocking smile.

Did she really think she was a three-year-old child?

“Mom, is it a brother or a sister in your stomach?”