Contract Bride, the power game of misplaced love

Li Zhijian really wanted to stay calm, but people have feelings, especially being looked down upon by him, which made her even more angry: "I don't need you to do anything."

Xiao Yuheng had not expected that his kindness would cause Li Zhijian to suffer a great loss. He frowned slightly, "Li Zhijian, do you still have a conscience?"

Li Zhijian was amused by his angry look. She laughed like a child, not realizing the danger at all: "You swallowed it."

Xiao Yuheng grabbed her little hand. He was angry just now, but now he was mesmerized by her smile, which was like the moon in the sky, sweeping away his depression.

Li Zhijian looked at his gloomy face, somewhat confused, with an indescribable uneasiness in his heart.

One is joy, the other is worry.

Xiao Yuheng playfully protected her behind him, held her cheeks with both hands, and kissed her on the face: "Go quickly and come back soon."

Before Li Zhijian could make any response, she was stunned. A pair of sharp eyes were slowly approaching her. This was the first time he kissed her.

It was so gentle, like a feather, gently brushing against his heart.

Zhao Yunshan couldn't see the situation ahead from the car. He couldn't help it and jumped out of the car, shouting, "Zhijian, let's go."

Zhao Yunshan didn't notice that Wang Bo and Shen Jinxi both tacitly kept silent.

Li Zhijian came back to his senses and said quickly, "Let's go."

Xiao Yuheng's gentleness was far superior to cruel bullying. He exuded a mature masculine temperament that Zhao Yunshan did not possess, leaving her powerless to resist and her mind in a mess.

It seemed as if his warmth still lingered on her lips.

Li Zhijian shook her head slightly and walked quickly to her car. She didn't want to stay here any longer because she knew she was too far away, but she still held back.

Uncle Wang looked at Xiao Yuheng again and again. The world is so big, yet so small. In one's life, there are always some things that cannot be avoided. Time can go back, but he was really young back then.

When Zhao Yunshan saw Li Zhijian get back into the car, he gave Xiao Yuheng a vigilant look and told Wang Bo, "Drive."

Xiao Yuheng left quickly, leaving behind a tall figure, which made Li Zhijian's eyes hurt sharply, but she did not cry.

His face became increasingly blurred in her sight.

Grandma suddenly said, "Zhijian, who is this?"

Li Zhijian coughed dryly, his face flushed a little: "Grandma, I have a business to discuss."

Zhao Yunshan was sitting next to Li Zhijian. Seeing her in a daze, he gently held her cold little hand and smiled, which was rare for him.

When Li Zhijian came to her senses, she tried desperately to break free from his arms, her eyes wide open, as if to say, "Don't think that."

Zhao Yunshan, however, acted as if he saw nothing and just held her hand tightly.

Uncle Wang’s driving skills were still very good. The old lady fell asleep quickly, and Shen Jinxi didn’t say anything.

After the car drove out for a while, seeing that Li Zhijian no longer resisted, Zhao Yunshan became bolder, probably because he thought his grandmother had fallen asleep.

Li Zhijian was shocked. Her mind was full of Xiao Yuheng. If she really fell in love with a man she shouldn't like, then why should she entrust her future to Zhao Yunshan? Even if she broke off her relationship with Xiao Yuheng, she would never have any relationship with Zhao Yunshan.

The smile on Li Zhijian's face became stiff: "Zhao Yunshan, don't do this."

"Do you dislike me?" Zhao Yunshan looked at her lovingly, feeling a little disappointed and reluctant.

"You and her are not suitable." Li Zhijian turned his head to the side, avoiding his gaze.

Zhao Yunshan pulled her again, feeling the warmth coming from his body. For some reason, she suddenly felt angry. She was not that broad-minded. She had just kissed Xiao Yuheng, and now someone else confessed to her.

Zhao Yunshan sensed Li Zhijian's resistance. Being a reserved person, he didn't know what to do. He withdrew his hands with a serious look on his face.

After a long while, Li Zhijian felt that this was very hurtful, so he quickly said, "I'll talk to you another day. I'm sleepy and need to go to bed."

Zhao Yunshan's eyes turned red. He glared at her, his eyes red, and murmured, "It's okay."

It was almost noon when we brought grandma home. Since no one had lived there for a long time, we had to eat at a restaurant in the town.

Li Zhijian is very familiar with this place. She remembers that when she was very young, there was a broken bridge on her way to school. Whenever heavy rain came, the river water would rise, and Meng Leshan would often carry her on his back.

Thinking of Meng Leshan, Mo Tiange felt a pang in his heart. Meng Leshan was Aunt Sun's son, and his father was a son-in-law. Aunt Sun was meticulous and simple-minded, no different from a country woman. In the village, she had the most say, and few people in the village were willing to offend her, so her husband didn't have much say at home either.

In the third year of junior high school, when he was about to go to middle school, one day, Aunt Sun scolded her husband as usual: "Others can make a lot of money, you are a coward. If you were not supported by your family, you would have starved to death."

Aunt Sun’s husband was also an impatient person. He lowered his head and concentrated on eating, ignoring her and wanting to escape.

Aunt Sun became angrier and angrier as she spoke. Seeing her husband remained silent, she pushed his bowl away and said, "Hey, you're just a foodie. You're just a foodie. You're a pig. You can still exchange for some silver. It's useless even if you want it."

Meng Leshan couldn't bear it any longer, "Mother, did you do something wrong?"

Aunt Sun was always full of bad intentions towards others, but she had no opinion on her own children. At the moment, she was arguing with her husband. When she saw that she was being scolded, she immediately became angry: "You bastard, shut up."

Meng Leshan stood up suddenly and said angrily: "I am tired of this place and I will never come here again."

Meng Leshan said this, turned around and left, slamming the door. Aunt Sun didn't think there was anything wrong with it, thinking that he had run away from someone else's house and would come back after dark.

After Meng Leshan left, he never came back and no one knew where he was. Aunt Sun once called the police to find him, but there has been no news of him for so many years.

Li Zhijian was just thinking when suddenly a loud voice appeared in front of him. Aunt Sun smiled and said, "Zhijian, you are finally home?"

"Auntie Sun, are you back?" Grandma called out enthusiastically when she saw Auntie Sun.

"Well, that's good, that's it..." The aunt grabbed Li Zhijian's arm and said excitedly, "Zhijian, I know you work at a newspaper now. Can you help me check on Brother Leshan? I dreamed of him last night. He's going back. You have to think about it for me, little sister, you have to help me find out."

Aunt Sun loved Meng Leshan the most. She had been inseparable from him since she was a child. She had originally wanted to wait until he finished the war before going back, but who knew that he had disappeared.

Li Zhijian was also thinking about him. He was her childhood friend and they were as close as siblings. Whenever she was bullied, Meng Leshan would stand up for her.

She imagined countless scenarios in which Meng Leshan would suddenly appear, but no one could guess where he would go.

When Aunt Sun mentioned her child, she looked like Xianglin Sao, distracted. Afraid that she would be sad, Li Zhijian immediately said, "Aunt Sun, don't worry, I will find it for you."