Dong Xin Yan gently closed her eyes, her lips curling into a faint smile. Ziyang, we will meet soon, and then, I’ll hold you tightly, so tightly, never to part again.
Then, she would stay as far away from Gu Ningyi as possible, as far as she could, preferably to the point of never crossing paths again.
Dong Xin Yan took a deep breath and opened her eyes with a smile, just about to hail a cab to leave when her phone suddenly rang.
Dong Xin Yan opened her bag, took out her phone, glanced at the caller ID, and her gaze froze.
Ha, when she was looking for him, he was nowhere to be found. Now that her problem’s solved, he shows up? Right on time! Dong Xin Yan sneered, her fingers moving without hesitation to the reject button, intending to hang up the call directly. But as her finger was about to press down, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and she stopped.
Although Zhou Yalin promised to help her, before Ziyang came out, everything was still uncertain.
Even if she wished to cut ties with Gu Ningyi, it wasn’t the right time. Otherwise, if he got angry and did something bad, it would be a loss for her.
Dong Xin Yan glared fiercely at Gu Ningyi’s name, her teeth lightly biting her lower lip.
Forget it, she endured three months; she can surely handle a few more days, right?
Dong Xin Yan’s fingers slowly moved over to the answer key and pressed down, "Hello—."
Zhou Yalin sat back in her car, all her composure fading away, replaced by deep horror and fear. Her hand, uncontrollably trembling, her face gradually paling, a chill quickly rose from deep within, instantly spreading throughout her body.
She never expected that so much could happen in just half a year.
Actually, in the years after Gu Ningyi regained his sight, he and Dong Xin Yan had been entangled, making her quite jealous. Yet, despite that, Gu Ningyi showed no unusual behavior, nor did Dong Xin Yan, which gradually put her at ease.
While she was in the United States, she had heard that Dong Xin Yan was to marry Cheng Ziyang. Once they married, everything would settle, and she felt even more at ease.
Never would she have thought that Dong Xin Yan and Cheng Ziyang would not only fail to marry, but Cheng Ziyang ended up in detention, while Gu Ningyi got involved with Dong Xin Yan because of Cheng Ziyang, starting their transactions.
So, Gu Ningyi suspected something, which led him to investigate Dong Xin Yan? And Dong Xin Yan...
The words Dong Xin Yan had just said involuntarily resurfaced in Zhou Yalin’s mind, causing her to shudder again.
It seemed Dong Xin Yan’s memory was gradually returning...
Once Dong Xin Yan’s memory came back, it would all be over. Everything she’d longed for would be ruined.
Zhou Yalin’s hands suddenly clenched tightly, the veins on the back of her hands gradually rising, the fear in her black eyes reaching its peak, morphing into a cold hatred.
No, she wouldn’t let her regain her memory; she wouldn’t let her take everything from her.
Back then, she didn’t allow it.
Now, she won’t allow it even more!
Zhou Yalin slowly squinted her eyes, then took out her phone and quickly dialed a number.
The line rang a few times before connecting, and a graceful, gentle female voice came through from the other side, carrying an air of sophistication, "Hello." New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Zhou Yalin’s gaze sharpened, her voice immediately becoming gentle, "Auntie, it’s me, Yalin."