Jiangnan Xi quickly grabbed Zheng Shaohuai's hand and said softly, "calm down. There are miracles in this world. Maybe the truth you know is not the truth. So, give her a chance to explain and let her prove that she is mo Dandan, OK?"
Under the comfort of Jiangnan Xi, Zheng Shaohuai's mood stabilized again.
But the Zheng family's eldest young master's momentum did not diminish at all. He said coldly to Mo Weiwei, "don't try to fool me, or you will die miserably!"
Under his powerful momentum, Xia ruzao hid far away, but Mo Weiwei didn't have any fear. Instead, she took a step towards zhengshaohuai.
She sobbed and said, "brother Shaohuai, I'm not dead. I was saved. I want revenge. That's why I disguised myself."
As she spoke, she began to peel something off her face.
Soon, in the surprised eyes of the public, she stripped a film from her forehead and left face, and a soft prosthesis from the bridge of her nose and chin.
Her face changed in full view of the public. From a slightly round face to a delicate melon seed face, the front and back are different.
In particular, she peeled a layer of film from her left face, below which were ugly scars, which should be the traces left after burns.
Jiangnan Xi was shocked.
When I first met Mo Weiwei, I thought her face was very unnatural. I thought it had been corrected, but I didn't think it was an artificial disguise.
She looked at Zheng Shaohuai with a clean scarred face and asked in a trembling voice, "brother Shaohuai, do you still remember me?"
Zhengshaohuai felt that his head was buzzing and exploding, that is, in an instant, all his memories were revived in his mind.
He just told Xia Ruchu how he and the girl loved each other, but he forgot her face. She was just a vague shadow in his memory.
Now, everything becomes clear.
It's her, the girl he loves!
"Dan Dan..."
Zhengshaohuai shouted, jumped on her, held Mo Weiwei tightly, oh no, it should be called Mo Dandan, held her in his arms, and burst into tears.
"Brother Shaohuai..."
Mo Dandan cried even harder.
She thought she would never see Zheng Shaohuai in her life!
Jiangnan Xi retreated to one side and let the two cry happily.
She saw Xia Ruchu with red eyes, looking straight at the two people hugging each other, sighed and said, "Miss Xia, it's estimated that you and Zheng Shao are dead!"
Xia Ruchu clenched his fist, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
Before that, she thought that if zhengshaohuai was really well and he still didn't want to let her go, she could try with him.
In fact, she was unwilling to admit that she had lost to a dead man and that zhengshaohuai had never really loved her.
Now it seems that all her unwillingness is also a joke.
At this time, the two men stopped crying. Zhengshaohuai gently wiped his tears for Mo Dandan. His eyebrows and eyes were all gentle and thick.
His voice is also gentle, like a carefully plucked string, afraid to disturb the beloved.
"Dandan, be good. Stop crying. Tell me, what happened to you? How did you survive?"
Mo Dandan lifted up her skirt and let him see her thighs, which were also covered with ugly burn scars, which made Zheng Shaohuai's eyes tighten for a while.
She sobbed and said, "the day before we got married, I was dazed by my aunt and uncle. When I woke up, I knew they had given me to an old man.
I could not bear to die, so I set fire to the house. I ran out while I was in disorder. Because I was hurt, I fainted by the roadside.
When I woke up, I knew that I had been saved by an old couple. I have been in their family for three months, but the scar on my face can't be removed.
The old couple are the morticians. They taught me how to decorate my face and make disguises... "