Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

It is said that every time a dog is slaughtered with a sense of righteousness, most of them are scholars with a negative heart.

This statement is somewhat generalized, but it may not be completely unreasonable.

Zou Shu is that heartless and ungrateful man.

All men make mistakes.

Listen, what a good excuse.

Just such a light sentence changed her life.

Is it funny?

Irony or not?

"Sorry, Dad is sorry for you."

Quiet.

It was almost dead silent.

Zou Zhiyi really didn't know what to say.

"Zhiyi, don't blame Dad, Dad loves you, really."

Zou Zhiyi couldn't accept these words.

There was also silence for a few seconds, and then the call came to an abrupt end.

Zou Zhiyi looked down at the screen that had returned to the main page, frowning tightly.

What did Zou Shu mean by this phone call?
What is the purpose of calling so much for no reason?
Zou Zhiyi always felt something was wrong when he hung up the phone suddenly.

But when I called, no one answered.

She was patient and called again, but there was still no answer.

The monotonous and mechanical beep sound was cold, Zou Zhiyi was blown cold by the cold wind outside, moved his almost unconscious fingertips, turned off the screen, thinking irritably.

Forget it, did she really take what a drunkard said to her?
forget it.The drunken nonsense, probably after he sobered up, he didn't even remember it, and she was the only one here thinking wildly, is that necessary?

Stupid or not?
Zou Zhiyi put away his phone, turned around and went back to the house.

In the night sky, the bright moon was suddenly covered by a dark cloud.

The dark blue night sky therefore appears even darker.

The dark clouds rolled, the night was dark and thick, and the dawn did not know when it would come.

……

Zou Zhiyi's sixth sense has always been inaccurate, no matter how much her right eyelid twitched, it was just a cramp, so she never cared about it.

But this time, she didn't expect that after her right eyelid cramped all night, she waited for the news that Zou Shu committed suicide by jumping off a building.

She had just woken up, her consciousness was still confused, she was stunned for a long time before she understood what was said on the phone.

My first reaction was to hold the phone in front of my eyes and check the date carefully.

Not April Fools.

"You're telling the truth? Didn't you lie to me?"

"It's true, we never joke about this kind of thing, Miss Zou."

Zou Zhiyi stood there in a daze, not knowing where he was for a moment.

"He's dead? He's dead..."

Zou Zhiyi murmured and repeated several times, like a mechanical repeater.

how can that be possible?
How could he die?
Obviously he called her last night.

At that time, people were still in good shape, so how could they die?
……

The winter in Yancheng is always gray, and there are few really clear days.

In Zou Zhiyi's memory, the winter in Yancheng has always been gray, and he can't think of any bright colors.

But this winter is even more so, as if someone stripped her perception of color at once.

have no color.

Nothing but black and white.

Especially in the past few days, Zou Zhiyi's memory was extremely chaotic.

I don't know how I got here, it seems that every minute and every second is suffering, but it seems that the time has passed in the blink of an eye.

Humbled.

She can't remember anything, but the only thing she remembers is that on the day when the will was announced, Zou Shu's current wife, Zou Zhongqing's biological mother, and her stepmother almost exhausted all her strength to slap her across the face.