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Tongrui picked up her bag and got up to leave. "Aunt Xian, I have other things to do. I'll leave first."
In Zhao Xian's eyes, Tongrui's reaction was an escape from panic and fear.
Zhao Xian poured the tea slowly. She chuckled and snorted coldly. "Are you afraid?"
Tongrui clutched her bag tightly. "What else? Do you have any advice?"
"I don't have any advice. I came to you today not only for a chat."
Tongrui was slightly pale, and her voice had a tremor. "What are you trying to do?"
"I hate you and your mother. I want you to leave North City and never appear again!"
After Tongrui heard this unreasonable and shameless request, she smiled bitterly. "I can understand
that you don't want to see me. But I don't understand. Why aren't you leaving North City?"
I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I leave?
After Zhao Xian heard that, she vigorously threw the teacup on the table. Zhao Xian responded angrily,
"Because you made a mistake!"
Tongrui turned around and stared at her sharply. "I didn't!"
"You did! You're that woman's daughter! It's your biggest mistake!"
Tongrui's eyes were slightly red, and she stared at Zhao Xian intently.
Zhao Xian got up and approached Tongrui, then said firmly, "You and your mother owe me forever!
Tongrui, if you don't leave North City, I'll make you regret it!"
Tongrui gritted her teeth and closed her eyes. Her fingers holding the bag trembled uncontrollably.
"What will you do if I don't leave?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You can refuse to believe that you're Zhenghui's daughter. If you insist on not leaving North City, don't
blame me for exposing your identity!"
Tongrui swallowed. "If you expose my identity, Uncle Zhenghui will probably hate you!"
She disdained to threaten Zhao Xian, but she had to do it.
However, Zhao Xian was calm. "Hmph! Am I afraid that he hates me? When I knew he wanted to give
you half of his property, I knew Lan Jing was more important than Jia and me. Do you think I still care if
he hates me or not?"
Tongrui bit her lips hard. She held her bag, turned around, and was about to leave quickly.
Zhao Xian's frosty voice sounded unhurriedly behind Tongrui, "You can forget what I said today, but I
want to remind you. When your identity is exposed, not only you are implicated. Lingye, Fu
Corporation, the Fu family, and even your daughter Siqi may be subject to unprecedented public
criticism and cyber violence. Moreover, Fu Corporation will face a huge crisis and a change of dynasty
because of this incestuous relationship. Tongrui, if I'm you, I'll leave North City. If sacrificing me alone
can save everyone's happiness, I'll do it."
"This isn't saving but whitewashing."
"If you don't whitewash, your life will collapse."
Tongrui felt disappointed. "Aunt Xian, do you hate me and my mother so much? For revenge, you
would rather destroy the whole Fu family. You're terrible."
"Do you know how I felt when I saw my husband run away from home, but I couldn't get him back? I
worked hard to be a good wife, but he still abandoned me! What did I do wrong? Why should your
mother destroy my family? Since your mother committed a crime, you should pay it back!"
...
Zhao Xian's heartless words still linger in Tongrui's ears.
After Tongrui left the tea house, it started to snow outside. In the winter of North City, there had been
about three snowfalls.
On the busy road, pedestrians were in a hurry. The world in front of Tongrui kept spinning in hazy tears.
There was a rumbling noise in her ears.
Am I Uncle Zhenghui's daughter?
However, it was not what she was concerned about. She could be anyone's daughter, but why
Zhenghui? Was it true that she and Lingye were cousins?
She clenched her hands hard without feeling any pain.
It was cold outside. Although Tongrui wore thick clothes, she could not feel any warmth. She seemed
soaked in the cold water. She felt numb from the cold and lost all her senses.
Suddenly, she received a text message from Zhao Xian.
"My endurance is limited. Leave North City before New Year's Eve, or I'll reveal your secret. I'm not
afraid of anything."
Tongrui looked at the text message. Tears fell and dripped on the screen.
She knew that Zhao Xian was not making a verbal threat but forcing her to leave.
She was not afraid Zhao Xian would expose her identity to the public, but once Zhao Xian revealed that
secret, it would affect Lingye.
If she was Zhenghui's daughter, she could not be Lingye's wife.
...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLingye came back early tonight. When he entered the bedroom, Tongrui stood by the window to watch
the snowflakes outside. He walked over and hugged her from behind.
Tongrui was slightly stunned. "Welcome home."
"Hmm. You like snowy days?"
Tongrui said truthfully, "Actually, I don't like it. It's cold on snowy days, and the traffic isn't good when I
go out."
"You're still young. Why don't you have a girlish heart?"
Tongrui could not help but burst out laughing when Lingye said that.
She turned slightly to look at him. "How do you know about girlish hearts?"
Lingye raised his eyebrow. When he held her hand, he found it was cold, then frowned slightly. "Why is
your hand so cold?"
"That's why I don't like snowy days."
Lingye rubbed her cold hands. He turned her body around to face him. Then, he held her hands and
blew warm air on her hands several times.
Feeling her hands were still cold, Lingye frowned deeper. "What kind of physique? You're like ice."
His tone was not very doting, but Tongrui felt moved. She leaned into his arms and said, "Yes, I'm an
ice. Do you feel warm?"
Lingye smiled slightly. He answered helplessly but gently and indulgently, "Yes, I feel warm."
He wrapped Tongrui in his arms and put her cold hands on his waist.
Lingye lowered his head and kissed her, then asked hoarsely, "Is it warm?"
Tongrui buried herself in his arms and smiled. "Warm, very warm."
She felt so warm that she did not want to leave him.