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The dark blue curtain of the night was like a heavy velvet, enveloping her body. The night breeze carried a soft warmth as it caressed her skin. She stood there stunned. The car had long since disappeared without a trace, but she still didn't have the time to stand there foolishly.

There was also the bag of herbal medicine that was broken and was dripping onto the ground in a dark, heavy manner. The air was filled with the smell of bitter Chinese medicine and the strength of her entire body was finally drained bit by bit. She half knelt down, and after working hard for a long time, she finally recovered her strength from the new situation. First, she picked up the medicine that had not been broken, put it back into the bag, then she picked up the bag and tidied the mess of her personal belongings before standing up and looking around with a sigh of relief.

She took out her wallet, but fortunately, she still had enough money. It took a long time before a taxi arrived, so she tiredly waved at it, gave the address of the apartment that Qi Zhen had found for her, and slumped back in the car seat.

Her mind was in a mess. She had not expected that the bride who had caused her to lose her composure that day was actually herself! It was like a dream. Jing, should I thank you or be angry with you for taking my place?

When she got off the car, she felt sore all over and her steps felt like they were stepping on cotton. She carried the bag to the stairwell and coughed lightly. The sound control light went on and she walked up step by step with her head lowered.

When she reached the second floor, she suddenly saw a long shadow in the orange light. She was surprised. When she raised her head, she realized that the person standing there was actually Song Family.

She paused for a moment, then walked past him with an expressionless face to unlock the door.

"Yan'er." He opened his mouth and chased after her with a bit of fear as he called out with a guilty conscience.

"Mr. Song, what's the matter?" She stood in the doorway, looking as if she didn't want to close the door.

"I, I saw some news in the newspaper, that Shen, Shen Canghao is going to be married."

"I know." He then realized that Fan Si Zhe's suit was wrinkled as if it had been worn for many days. Looking further down, what should have been shiny leather shoes were now covered in dust. He couldn't help but be shocked. How did he become like this? Although their family wasn't particularly rich and powerful in this city, they were still considered upper-class families. Their family wasn't really rich, and they had millions of resources. He was the only legitimate son of the Song Family, how did he become like this?

"Then what will you do?" There seemed to be a burning concern in his eyes, but there would never be a ripple in his heart.

"Are there only two men in this world named Shen Canghao?" She did not want to say that she was the bride.

"Yan'er." The Song Family seemed to be embarrassed and dared not look into that pair of clear eyes. No matter how rough it was, no matter what happened to her, she would always be the same as before.

"Yan'er, are you willing to forgive me?" He spoke with a hoarse voice, his Adam's apple rolling up and down from nervousness. She looked at him happily for a long time, trying her best to capture a hint of emotion from the bottom of her heart. A bit of sorrow, a bit of looseness, a bit of sympathy.

"Song Family's Ming, you can go." She was about to close the door when he reached out his hand to block her from closing it.

"Yan'er, I have nothing now, do you know? "I didn't want to come, and I don't want to see your cold face, but I know that out of all the women in this world, you're the only one who doesn't love me because I'm rich or have no money. Yan'er, I beg you, can you come back to my side?"

The Song Family begged like a drowning dog begging for a lifesaver.

She sighed and spoke in a low voice, "Song Family Ming, do you love me?"

"Love, Joy, I've always loved you." He nodded repeatedly, as if he thought she was moved and ready to forgive him.

However, she slowly opened her mouth, her voice carrying an indescribable coldness and ridicule: "Since you love me, then why didn't you let me share your glory when you were rich, and chose to have me live a life worse than a dog when everyone abandoned you when they were down and left? "Please, Song Family, remember that you and I will never be able to ever again."

She quickly pushed his fingers away, and without hesitation, she slammed the door shut. I will never look back, never look back and forgive those who betrayed me.

He staggered and turned around, and the newspaper that was almost crumpled slipped out of his pocket and was swept away by the wind. When it was spread out, one could vaguely see a line of big words, "Song's Food Trading Co., Ltd., declared bankruptcy yesterday and was bought by the Chinese and British joint venture LN …"