The beautiful wife of the president

Night, quiet. ‖!!In the hilltop villa.

Zhanyan sat alone on the leather sofa in the living room, surrounded by empty and silent, she quietly closed her eyes, immersed in deep memories.

After three years of marriage, the days she and Ji Weiyang lived together were almost numbered.He only occasionally stayed with her all day when he was not busy on the eighth, but most of the time, he flipped through the financial statements while she sat beside him, holding a medical book.When he stayed at home, Zhanyan would cook herself. She was not good at cooking, but he was never picky. Ji Weiyang was well-bred, and he never commented on her cooking, but ate it up slowly and gracefully.

Zhanyan put her hand on her forehead, closed her eyes tightly, and showed a trace of pain on her expression.No matter how hard she racked her brains, there were still very few memories between them.The only sweetness was not long after marriage. On that day, Ji Weiyang drank some wine and was slightly tipsy. He half-kneeled at her feet with a serious and focused expression, and his voice was low and hoarse. Xiaoyan, I will definitely love her, love her, and spoil her to heaven."

At that time, she was very shy, her head was lowered, and she didn't even dare to look into his eyes.However, she was happy in her heart.She thought that was the love palace she wanted.

However, in the end, she discovered that the so-called love was nothing but a big lie and her wishful thinking.

Now, her self-righteous love has dissipated, and at the same time, she also lost Xiaoyan and her right hand, which can no longer hold a scalpel.The only thing left now is a body full of scars and a heart riddled with holes.

After paying a heavy price, Zhanyan finally understands: In this world, there is a person who taught you how to love, but he doesn't love you, Li.

Zhanyan broke free from the painful memories, she opened her eyes, and the thin eyelashes were stained with a layer of mist.She got up and walked upstairs, and pushed open the first door on the left. This was originally a planned children's room, which was filled with children's clothes and toys, but now they are all useless.

Zhanyan sealed these things one by one, and the last thing sealed was the color ultrasound photo taken when the child was four months old. Xiaoyan in the picture was still a blur, but she was already a living little life, carrying Show all the support and hope of the face.

Hot tears fell one after another silently on the image, and her hand holding the picture kept trembling.After a long time, she gritted her teeth and forced herself to seal the photos into boxes and send those boxes to the underground utility room. In this life, these things that once belonged to Xiaoyan will be sealed in this dark corner forever .

Zhanyan had just returned to the living room when her phone buzzed suddenly. It was a WeChat message from a strange 'friend'.

In the short video, Ji Weiyang and Lu Anqi embrace each other tightly, unable to leave.

She said, "Wei Yang, without Wei Zhanyan, can we still be together?"

And he replied almost without hesitation: "Yes."

"Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"Um."……

Turning off the phone, a wry smile rose from the corner of Zhanyan's lips, but tears fell silently.It turned out that she had always been a superfluous existence, and she shouldn't have been an obstacle between them. Now, it's not too late for her to help them.

Like a ghost, Zhanyan shuttled through the large and empty villa, and finally walked into the cloakroom.

From the many clothes, she chose a small pure white dress, which Ji Weiyang brought back from his business trip to England not long ago. It was designed by a famous designer, low-key and luxurious.The chest is inlaid with dazzling natural pearls.

Zhanyan stood in front of the fitting mirror, staring blankly at the woman in the mirror.Tube top and white dress, pure like an angel, enchanting like a devil.The waist-length hair is casually scattered around the waist, and the hair is a bit lazy.

Zhanyan left the villa under the moonlight. This villa is located in a prime location in S City, because the side of the mountain is the sea.

Zhanyan took off her crystal high-heeled shoes on the beach, and walked towards the beach barefoot.Under the vast night, the well-understood ocean stretches as far as the eye can see. The distant waves on the sea surface are choppy, and the whistling sea wind is whistling and shaking the eardrums, which makes people a little shocked.

With a calm face, Zhanyan slowly spread her arms, letting the sea breeze blow her long hair.Her chin was raised slightly, and her long eyelashes were tightly closed.In my mind, recalling the conversation with my grandmother when I was young, she said: If one day she dies, she will be buried at the bottom of the sea, and she will be free like a fish in the next life.Her grandmother was buried in this ocean, and now it was her turn.

She picked up the mobile phone tightly in her palm, and then dialed Ji Weiyang's number. Before she died, she still hoped to hear his voice for the last time.

The phone was connected quickly, but there was no sound from the other end of the phone.Zhanyan didn't open his mouth, he was also silent, the microphone echoed with the sound of the sea breeze blowing and Ji Weiyang's light breathing, the corners of Zhanyan's lips slowly rose, and tears slowly flowed down his pale cheeks. Under the moonlight, like a meteor, it flashes away, emitting a dazzling light, beautiful but short-lived.

Her hand holding the phone slowly dropped, and she let go of her palm. The phone fell straight into the sand, and the signal was quickly cut off.

With bare feet, Zhanyan walked towards the sea step by step, the icy sea water covered her ankles, but she didn't feel the slightest.

She was really, really tired.At this moment, Zhanyan feels that the end is the best relief for herself.Suddenly, she saw grandma and Xiaoyan waving to her from a distance.

Grandma, Xiaoyan, I'm here, wait for me...don't leave me alone.

She walked to the depths of the ocean step by step, letting the icy seawater reach her knees and her waist, the ruthless and icy seawater made her consciousness on the verge of sobriety and fuzziness, and Ji Weiyang was handsome and calm in her mind face.

Who said that before you die, you will definitely miss the person you loved the most in your life, but it is also the person who hurt you the most.Those loves and hurts have long been deeply imprinted on Zhanyan's heart.She once loved him so hard, with a humble and forbearing love, but she was still unable to be with him. Perhaps, this is fate!

It takes 1 minute to fall in love with someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget. The deeper the love, the more unforgettable the pain.

But, Wei Yang, I don't want this love to be just my business.

Wei Yang, have you ever loved?You have loved it.

……

The mobile phone stuck in the beach kept vibrating, and Du Xiaomo's name kept flashing on the caller ID.She worked overtime in the hospital temporarily, never thought that something would happen to Zhanyan in just a short period of time.

When she and Gao Yuxuan rushed to the beach, they knew well that the sea was rough, and they only had time to see the corner of Zhanyan's white clothes. "Zhan Yan!" Gao Yuxuan roared, tore off his jacket, and jumped into the sea desperately. Du Xiaomo stood anxiously by the sea and called 120 for emergency services.

When Zhanyan was rescued, her body was frozen stiff. The medical staff quickly carried her into the ambulance and drove all the way to the hospital. In the car, Zhanyan's consciousness was in a semi-comatose state, and her hands were struggling restlessly. with.He kept murmuring something in his mouth.Du Xiaomo put his head against her lips, and finally heard her whispering Ji Weiyang's name.

Even on the verge of dying, she still only had that man in her heart.

Zhanyan was being rescued in the operating room, while Gao Yuxuan and Du Xiaomo were sitting outside the operating room and waiting.Du Xiaomo has been holding the mobile phone that Zhanyan left on the beach. On the mobile phone, she saw that video. In her opinion, this may be the fuse that made Zhanyan commit suicide.

"Ji Weiyang, you bastard!" Du Xiaomo erupted without warning. After a roar, she threw the phone heavily on the ground, and it was instantly torn apart.

The operation lasted only an hour, and the doctor came out of the operating room, announcing that Zhan Yan was not life-threatening, but the doctor's face was still not very good-looking.Because Zhanyan's suicide was by no means a coincidence.Some women will suffer from mental depression after accidental miscarriage. Zhanyan is a typical example, and her condition has reached a level that cannot be ignored.

In the ward, Zhanyan lay unconscious on a snow-white hospital bed.Gao Yuxuan sat beside her, holding her cold little hand in his broad palm.

He began to regret that he shouldn't have hugged her without fear in front of Ji Weiyang that day. If he hadn't stopped him, Zhanyan had already told Ji Weiyang the whole truth, so her child would not die, nor would she lose her right hand. Not to mention being forced to divorce, without this series of blows, Zhanyan would not have committed suicide in despair.

After all, it was his selfishness that indirectly harmed Zhanyan.

The next morning, Zhanyan woke up.She stared blankly at the ceiling above her head, her originally clear eyes were empty and blank.

"Zhanyan, you're awake! Just for a man, is it worth it!" Du Xiaomo held her little hand that was barely warm.

There was a wry smile on Zhanyan's lips, God really knows how to fool people, even if he wanted to die, it didn't go so smoothly. "Why bring me back to life, I'm still a walking corpse alive, and it's a relief to die."

"What nonsense are you talking about, Zhanyan, you are still young, and the days ahead will be long, this chop will definitely pass." Du Xiaomo comforted in a gentle voice.

Zhanyan's health was fine, and he recovered quickly and was discharged from the hospital. Du Xiaomo rented a small apartment for Zhanyan in the urban area. The location was good and the price was reasonable, but the room was really small, only thirty square meters, but Yan lives in peace.

According to the doctor's advice, she took Zhanyan to see a psychiatrist every week, but she didn't seem to cooperate. No matter how the doctor guided her, she didn't say a word. She was like a mystery, hiding all the secrets in her heart .For this reason, Du Xiaomo was always worried, but Zhanyan just smiled and replied, "Don't worry, there will be no more throwing into the sea, and it takes courage to face death, and such courage is not always available. "

Other than that, Zhanyan didn't show any abnormalities, and she never mentioned Ji Weiyang, as if there had never been such a person in her life.

Zhanyan started to look for a job online, but hit the wall everywhere.In a developed coastal city like City S, there is never a shortage of educated and experienced talents. Zhanyan is a medical student, but she can't hold a scalpel. Her major is tantamount to useless.

Forced to earn a living, Zhan Yan works as a cleaner in a newly built five-star hotel in the urban area. It is not a decent job, but because it is a service industry, the salary is quite generous.Zhanyan always needs to survive.

Before going to work, Zhanyan changed into a gray-white uniform in the locker room, and tied her long hair behind her head. She looked clean and fresh, but her expression was always calm.

"Zhanyan, I'm a little dizzy today. I'm afraid I won't be able to work at heights. The team leader asked me to change jobs with you." A girl came over and grabbed the mop from Zhanyan's hand involuntarily.

Zhanyan bowed her head in silence, and wrapped the seat belt around her body resignedly.

The other girl at the side couldn't stand it any longer, "Zhan Yan, she trades with you every time she works at heights, isn't that clearly a bully!"

Zhanyan looked over hesitantly, she remembered that this girl was named Xiang Qing, and she entered the hotel on the same day as her. "It doesn't matter, I don't care what I do." Zhan Yan touched the corner of his lower lip very lightly.

Xiang Qing sighed, put on her seat belt neatly, and followed her out. The two of them walked towards the door one after the other. At the corner, women in twos and threes were sitting together, whispering.

"Did you see the new one? Oh, hey, if I had that face, I would have been a sugar daddy long ago, and I'm still suffering here."

"The one you say is called Zhanyan? He's quite juicy, it's a loss."

"What's the right thing to do? Sitting on the stage. Miss. Miss?"

A burst of laughter followed.

Zhanyan stood there, still indifferent, as if what they were talking about was only today's weather and had nothing to do with her.However, Xiang Qing was straightforward, and said in a loud voice, "You all have nothing to do, right? You'll gossip here."

When a group of women saw Zhanyan, they all showed embarrassment, bowed their heads and walked out one by one.

Zhanyan was wearing a seat belt, and was half-hung outside a [-]-story building. She wiped the glass carefully with the tools in her hand. This is a strange kind of mirror glass. When looking inside from the outside, all she sees is herself. From the inside to the outside, it is clear at a glance.

Therefore, at this moment, Zhanyan didn't know that a deep and stern gaze was staring at her closely through the thick glass wall.

"Weiyang, what are you looking at?" Lu Anqi came over, embraced his arm intimately, followed his gaze, her face suddenly became ugly and distorted.

Under the scorching sun, Zhanyan was half-hanging in the air, her forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, and a few strands of messy hair were casually pasted on her forehead. There was an indescribable sadness. In such hot weather, the skin must It was painful to be roasted, but her expression was calm and serious, and her appearance of concentration gave birth to a kind of weakness, which was enough to make people feel sad and pitiful.

This newly completed hotel is owned by Ji's, because the hotel has the most top-notch concert hall in S City, and she has a concert to be held here soon, so she dragged Ji Weiyang to see the venue.But I didn't expect to meet Wei Zhanyan here, it really is a narrow road.

"Mr. Ji, we have already reserved a schedule for Ms. Lu's concert. Don't worry, all our departments will fully cooperate." The hotel manager said respectfully. "En." Ji Weiyang responded inaudibly, his eyes still fell outside the window, his delicate figure was reflected in his black eyes, and his eyes suddenly became extremely deep and complex.

Lu Anqi entangled her body, trying to distract him, "Weiyang, I'm tired, can you take me back?"

Ji Weiyang withdrew his gaze hesitantly, and lightly fell on An Qi, "I still have some things to deal with, let the driver take you."

"But..." An Qi still wanted to argue, but Ji Weiyang had already quietly pushed her away, with a resolute attitude that left no room for negotiation.

Lu Anqi was taken away by the driver in confusion and unwillingness, and when Ji Weiyang looked up again, there was no Zhanyan figure outside.

At this time, Zhanyan had already finished work and was changing clothes in the locker room.Then, I went to the bathroom to wash off the sweat and dirt on my face.

"Zhanyan, why don't you leave? It's raining outside." Xiang Qing was carrying an umbrella and a pair of rain boots under her feet.

"Let's go right away." Zhanyan replied lightly, glanced out the window casually, it's almost autumn, and the weather is still cloudy and cloudy, even though the sun was still hot just now, it rained heavily in such a short time.

Zhanyan stood alone under the eaves of the hotel, the heavy rain poured down, and the sound of clattering kept shaking the eardrums.From time to time, a few drops of rain drifted over, and the moist mist stained her skin and hair.Zhanyan looked at the dark cloudy sky in annoyance. She didn't even have an umbrella, so it seemed that she could only wait for the rain to stop before leaving.

There are few people and cars on the streets washed by the heavy rain, as if the sound of the rain falling on the ground is the only sound in this world.Zhanyan lowered her head slightly, stood under the eaves with her arms crossed, like a homeless child.

At this moment, a dark green Land Rover came from far and near, and stopped in front of Zhanyan impartially. The car door opened, and the man stepped out of the seat, holding a big blue umbrella in his hand.

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