Wen Nian glanced at Zhuo Ting, one hand in his pocket, he strode out, behind him was the shrill, piercing scream of Song Xiangqiao struggling!
Tang Xiaohua, holding Tang Xiaocao’s hand, stood outside. The summer breeze was not at all cold, drying Tang Xiaohua’s half-wet clothes.
The sharp and painful cries of Song Xiangqiao almost tore through the seemingly peaceful black night.
At that moment, she thought back to the scene in her previous life when Song Xiangqiao visited her in prison, so arrogant and full of herself...
Rebirth... She really didn’t know how much time this process had taken.
But if she were to speak from feeling alone, it was but an instant.
The moment before, she was executed, her body riddled with countless bullet holes; the next, she woke up in the President Mansion’s master bedroom.
Just like that, an instant...
In that instant, her heart harbored nothing but extreme fear, anger, and hatred!
The kind of hatred and anger that wanted to obliterate everything in this world.
She thought that being given a chance to be reborn by the heavens was for her to take revenge, to change her destiny against the odds!
But... as things unfolded in this life, she realized that it probably shouldn’t be that way.
She wanted to take revenge on Wen Nian, but how could she?
She said, "Wen Nian, you killed me! You signed the death penalty approval! You promised to protect me, yet I died at your hands in the end!"
Then, Wen Nian looked at her with a bewildered face, "Xiao Li, are you sick? What nonsense are you talking about..."
See, how can she take revenge?
Take revenge on Song Xiangqiao...
Before Song Xiangqiao could carry out her schemes, she had already exposed her. For four years, Song Xiangqiao had not had the smooth sailing career as a diplomat she had in her previous life; instead... she ended up marrying a man several rounds older than herself, just to seek the protection of this powerful man.
It’s almost like a joke...
Isn’t the current Song Xiangqiao walking the old path she once did...
Seeking men’s protection, placing all her hopes on them, hoping that they would protect her at the most critical moment...
So, on the night of March 28th, when she discovered that Wen Nian had kept so many things from her, she figured it out.
She didn’t want to strike back at anyone. The things of her previous life would stay in the past. To her, the past life was thirty-three years of experience and practice, a very precious asset.
She couldn’t bring the pain of the past life into the present, only to turn it into regret in her current life.
After her duty of protecting the President was over, she would definitely leave Wen Nian and continue doing her own things.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want him, nor that she couldn’t bear to part with him.
It was because... she wanted to find a new possibility for their future, to create a new ending.
She thought, this must be the meaning of her rebirth given by the heavens.
It wasn’t about fleeing, it wasn’t about repeating the same mistakes, it was about changing, about making up for past regrets, about filling the despair with hope, about continuing to love and discarding the hatred.
He walked towards her.
The air of someone who reigned supreme, that was precisely his demeanor now; with a proud expression, a long figure, every step taken so firmly and solidly, one couldn’t help but want to follow him...
The screaming of Song Xiangqiao stopped.
The guards lined up, led by Minister Long Siyan, heading outside the mansion.
Wen Nian reached out his hand towards her.
Tang Xiaohua looked around, hesitating a bit...
Wen Nian took a step forward, stubbornly and forcefully taking hold of her, "I told you, everything would be fine."