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Lin Menghan curled her lips and did not say anything else. No matter what, she was still a great beauty, yet was described as a clown.

However, it was also done by himself, so there was nothing to sympathize with.

This matter passed without any pain or itch. No one took it to heart as they busily prepared for the Spring Festival.

To Lin Menghan, the only difference between New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve was that there was an extra person by her side and she had changed to another place to live.

However, since it was a holiday, the people in the mansion had prepared the customs.

Hanging lanterns and eating dumplings, Lin Menghan did not have much preference towards food, or perhaps it could be said that she did not particularly like eating food.

After breakfast, Duan Jingyu asked the butler in the villa to send red packets to the servant on duty. A majority of the servants had gone home, only a small portion remained.

Lin Menghan sat in the living room and watched the Spring Festival Gala on TV. After a while, Duan Jingyu came down from the stairs with a gift box in his hand.

He walked over and handed it over to Lin Menghan, "New Year's gift."

"For me?" Lin Menghan could not help but be a little surprised, "Thank you."

Taking the box in Duan Jingyu's hands, she placed it to the side and continued watching the television, the box was very suitable for her, as for the things inside, he would look at them later.

Since it was not the first time that she had received a gift from Duan Jingyu, Lin Menghan was already very calm.

Lin Menghan silently counted in her heart. She had already been married for almost half a year, which meant that she had to continue living under Duan Jingyu's watch for half a year.

He waited until the chiming of the New Year's bell indicated that the watch was over.

"Happy New Year." After Lin Menghan said this to Duan Jingyu, she turned around and went upstairs to sleep.

Returning to her bedroom, Lin Menghan opened the box that Duan Jingyu had given her. Inside was an emperor's green bracelet.

Lin Menghan was already calm in her heart. She would give Duan Jingyu many gifts during festivals, most of them being expensive jewelry, but she felt that these should all be in the form of gifts.

He opened the jewelry box on his dressing table. There were already many exquisite jewelry inside. Necklace, studs, rings, earrings, and a bracelet.

She rarely dressed except when she had to, and she had to return them when she got divorced.

"Like it?" When Duan Jingyu came in, he happened to see Lin Menghan in a daze with the bracelet, so he asked.

After Lin Menghan heard the voice, she turned around with a smile on her face, "I like it, thank you."

Speaking of which, it was also a gift from someone with good intentions. If she was picky, then it would seem very uncultured.

He didn't expect that she would actually walk over to him. He extended his hand and picked up the bracelet, then lifted her hand to help him put it on. After he examined it for a few seconds, he slowly said: "It's not bad indeed."

After saying that, Duan Jingyu turned around and went to the bathroom, leaving Lin Menghan by himself, with a dumbstruck expression on his face.

What was this? She felt that she was even more unable to understand Duan Jingyu now.

Lin Menghan no longer had any relatives left, she was the only one left after her father passed away.

As for Duan Jingyu, she had never gotten to know him before, and he had never taken the initiative to mention whether there were still relatives around him.

Both of them were alone, without any ties.

This way, Lin Menghan, who was on the first day of the new year, actually had nothing to do.

After finally getting some time, Lin Menghan suddenly got interested again, and decided to just idle around. She got into the kitchen and started fiddling with things.

After flipping through all sorts of ingredients, they finally came out of the wok. However, it was pitch black in appearance and didn't look very good.

When Duan Jingyu went downstairs, he saw Lin Meng Xin guarding a black plate on the table. He was in a daze as he asked, "Your culinary skills?"

Lin Menghan's face immediately darkened: "What do you care?"

After saying that, she glared at him, turned around, and poured the things on the plate into the trash can. Duan Jingyu looked at her figure, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

In the afternoon, Lin Menghan took a taxi to the cemetery to see her father.

Placing a bunch of white chrysanthemums, Lin Menghan quietly stood there, looking at the tombstone with the familiar yet benevolent face, her heart was filled with emotions.

"Dad, I've come to see you." She spoke in a somewhat sad voice, "Are you alright? "Dad, I miss you so much …"

"Dad, I'm married. I'm living a good life …"

Lin Menghan squatted down, her body leaning on the tombstone and said many things, most of them reporting her joy and not reporting her worries, and only when she wanted to leave did she realize that her legs were numb.

After rubbing her legs for a bit, she slowly turned around and walked outside. She was not a sad person, and some emotions could only be revealed at certain times.

"Where did you go?"

Just as she returned home, she saw Duan Jingyu frowning as he stared at her.

Didn't this woman know that Spring Festival time was precious? Not only did she not stay at home to accompany him, she even went out to run around.

"Let's go out for a walk." Lin Menghan said perfunctorily.

How could Duan Jingyu not be able to tell that she was absent-minded? It was because he could tell that he was even angrier, but this woman still suppressed all his emotions and refused to share it with him.

However, no matter how angry he was, he could not bring himself to argue. He just returned to the study room fuming.

Lin Menghan did not think too much into it, she was an unpredictable person, it was not strange that she would be angry.

After returning to her room and changing her clothes, Lin Menghan felt pain in her knees and ankles. Probably because she had been squatting on the ground for too long, she found a bottle of safflower oil and smeared it on her knees.

Duan Jingyu suppressed his anger and returned to his bedroom. Upon entering, he smelt a thick smell of medicinal oil, "Lin Menghan, are you injured?"

"No problem, my knees are a bit swollen." Lin Menghan said simply. She was a little tired, and directly pulled over the blanket while Duan Jingyu was still watching her.

Maybe because she had expended too much energy today, she fell asleep very quickly. Duan Jingyu stood behind her with a dark face, wanting to pull her up and teach her a lesson.

But thinking about how Lin Menghan said that her knee was injured, Duan Jingyu hesitated and walked over, pulling up the blanket and rolling up her pants.

Looking at her originally white and smooth knees which were full of mottled cyan and purple marks, he immediately understood where Lin Menghan had gone to.

"What a stupid woman!"