There is always someone in life who always follows you, but you really want to live with him - Yan Zishu - the presidential suite. The morning sun shines, illuminating the entire room, a warm feeling spreads, making people feel comfortable.

However, the messy clothes on the ground and the two people sitting by the bed were not very good, very bad.

The man sitting on the left has a great figure and the critical force of his abdominal muscles makes people want to scream. His eyes, as deep as stars, were full of anger, glaring at the woman on the other side.

The woman wrapped in bed sheets and looked at the bruises and red purple cinnabar on her butterfly's collarbone, and she knew how intense it was last night.

Lu Ziran never dreamed that he would have a nightmare waiting for him when he woke up early in the morning.

Last night was his birthday, and I finally got myself out and went back to China to celebrate his 18th birthday with my relatives and friends.

Unexpectedly, he became a real man the next morning.

"Who are you?"

He looked angry and wanted to kill the woman opposite him.

I was drunk last night. The person who helped her in was obviously Song Jianing, so why did she become the strange woman in front of me?

A sentence "Who are you?"

Yan Zishu's expression froze instantly, and his eyes were fixed on the angry man in front of him.

The greatest sorrow in the world is that the man you love all your life doesn't know you.

"I..." Before Yan Zishu could finish her words, Lu Ziran interrupted her.

"I don't care who you are, but I still want to tell you that we were nothing last night. Don't think of getting any benefits from me, and never show up in front of me again, otherwise don't blame me for ruining you."

The cold words, ruthless eyes, and disgusting body language made Yan Zishu's heart slash and slashed by Ling Chi.

If you want to explain, she was forced back again.

Lu Ziran picked up the nightgown on the ground and wrapped herself in her arms, stood up and turned her back to Yan Zishu. She glanced behind her eyes, and said with a cold warning: "When I came out, if you were still here, I will let you know that the consequences of designing me are not something you can afford."

After saying that, he strode into the bathroom.

It was not until he heard the sound of running water that Yan Zishu realized, blinked his already sour eyes, and tears fell down.

The ruthless voice was still lingering in my ears, and tears hit the back of my hand. Her hands were beautiful, slender and white, and were one of the few beautiful hands in the world.

There was a little cool feeling. She woke up like a dream, looking up slowly in the direction of the bathroom. Her heart was broken and could not be pieced together.

She finally realized a problem. How could a man who only responds to text messages and does not even know you like her and cherish her?

In Lu Ziran's heart, she was afraid that she was a passerby who would only pester him every day, and she didn't even recognize what she looked like.

I offended her and was afraid that the two families would have a bad relationship, so I could only reply to her once every two or three days. It would be perfunctory to reply in time.

The past passes through my mind frame by frame.

She laughed at herself, wiped her tears, picked up the clothes on the ground, destroyed all her evidence, and left the room resolutely.

Lu Ziran took a shower and turned his head. When he saw the empty room, he was slightly stunned. Sui frowned again, walked over, lifted the quilt, picked up his clothes. Just as he was about to turn around, he saw a few spots of blood, and his eyebrows were locked in an instant.

I couldn't help but think of the stunned and obviously painful gaze just now. I always felt a little familiar, but I didn't know where I saw it.

He grabbed a handful of hair in annoyance and turned to change his clothes.

＿＿＿Seven years later! Ningcheng, a three-story villa, is in European style. The yard is full of flowers and plants, and the middle path is covered with bluestone slabs, and the yard is full of warmth.

"Mom, mom, look, this is the butterfly that grandma took me to buy on the street today. This is a woven by an old man with brown leaves. It is tender and green, so beautiful!"

Yan Shutian, who was already in elementary school, happily ran to Yan Zishu, who was taking care of the flowers and plants in the yard with a handmade butterfly.

Yan Zishu smiled and gently stroked his daughter's head. The little girl was so slim that she had a very white skin, her big eyes were as if she could speak.

Because she ran, it was spring again, and the weather was a little hot, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

She wiped her daughter's sweat and asked with a smile: "Where is brother?"

"I'm going to accompany my grandfather next door."

Xiao Shutian's eyes were focused on the butterfly in her hand, and she didn't look at her mother.

Yan Zishu smiled and patted his daughter on the shoulder: "Go and do your homework quickly. You haven't finished it yet after your brother finishes it. Mom will make dinner for you."

When Xiao Shutian heard this, she remembered the purpose of going home.

"Mom, grandma asked me to come over and tell mom, saying that you should stop cooking tonight and go to eat next door."

Yan Zishu glanced at the villa next door and smiled, "Okay, you go and do your homework with your brother first, and your mother will come here later."

"Okay, mom, mom kiss the baby."

Yan Shutian looked up at her mother with a smile and pointed at her fair little face.

Yan Zishu became so cute that he lowered his head and kissed his daughter on the face. Only then did Yan Shutian leave happily.

She stood up straight, her soft black hair spread out, and her bright facial features became more charming and more beautiful and confusing.

Seven years ago, she went to Jiangshi alone. After she came back, she became pregnant and she didn't want to abort the child. This was her final redemption.

This is what she told herself that her parents were very angry and helpless, after all, she was the only daughter.

Surprisingly, she was pregnant with twins, one son and one daughter, and her life was so satisfying.

Parents’ love is always heavy. In order not to let others laugh at her, parents resolutely decided to move, move out of their familiar circles, and live with her children here with them.

The environment here is also very good. It is not too far from the city. It is convenient for my father to get to get off work, and my mother and her servants help her take care of the children.

The family is very happy! Na’s father bought two villas in one go, connecting them together, giving her and her children enough space to get along.

Yan Zishu was about to go there, so he received a call from Lan Ziqi.

"Shushu, Han Yuxuan and I will get married on the 16th next month. You must come and be my bridesmaid."

Yan Zishu held the hand of the phone and paused slightly, and smiled and said, "Qiqi, congratulations!"

"Shushu, you have been saying that you are coming to Jiang City, why haven't you been here? I feel like I haven't seen you for a long time."

Yan Zishu raised her eyes and looked at the bright sky. It has been seven years since she really rarely went to Jiangcheng City. Even if she went there, it was because of work.
Chapter completed!