After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Chapter 392: Thinking of Him Always Thinking of You

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

On her way back from Yin Zhen’s office, Lin Gantang took a detour around Grampian Garden and looked at the neighborhood from afar.

It was a quiet environment, with tall buildings. Lin Gantang vaguely recalled the time she stood beneath the magnolia tree in her previous life. She bitterly watched her husband walk in, waited for an entire night, and then saw him leave with another woman the next day.

The faint fragrance of the magnolias had not changed, but she had changed.

In her previous life, Lin Gantang thought that it was a pain that she would never be able to get over nor erase from her heart, but now, she realized that some of the memories had already faded, so faint that there was almost no trace left.

Abandon the people and things that I originally cared about, and the hurt has nothing to do with me anymore.

The road was smooth, and Lin Gantang left the place.

Lin Gantang departed without meeting Shi Muzhen, who had come over.

Based on her memory, Shi Muzhen went to the floor where Feng Yangyang lived and rang the doorbell.

The door did not open for a long time, but Shi Muzhen knew that Feng Yangyang was inside. She was probably afraid of her and did not dare to come out to see her alone.

“Zhichuan asked me to pass some things to you. I’ll leave them outside. Come out and get it yourself,” Shi Muzhen said to the door.

Shi Muzhen placed the things far from the door and found a place to hide.

After a long time, the door quietly opened. Feng Yangyang cautiously opened the gap to observe the outside before coming out and touching the medium-sized cardboard box on the ground.

She carefully picked it up, afraid that there was something scary inside, and not daring to open it directly.

Shi Muzhen sneered and came out from behind.

Feng Yangyang was scared out of her wits and wanted to hide in her house, but Shi Muzhen quickly blocked the doorway.

“What are you afraid of? I’m not here to cause you trouble.” Shi Muzhen pointed at the small box. “If you’re worried that there’s something harmful inside, bring it over. I’ll open it for you.”

“Go away. If you continue like this, I’ll call the police,” Feng Yangyang warned.

“You need a reason to arrest me.” Shi Muzhen was not afraid. She snatched the box and opened it. She flipped through it and threw it back at her. “Are you not afraid now? Ha, you’re as timid as a mouse. I wonder where you got the courage to climb up Zhichuan.”

The cardboard box contained some small items that Feng Yangyang had used before. There were not many of them, just a few scattered items, such as hair ties, wrist jewelry, and perfume. When Feng Yangyang saw it, her pale face turned even paler.

Shi Muzhen laughed mockingly. “What are your intentions? You broke up with Zhichuan, but these little things are still left with him on purpose. How scheming. You just want him to think of you whenever he sees them, right?”

“These are things I lost. I didn’t know where they were.” Feng Yangyang denied it.

“Wake up. We’re all women. Don’t I know what you’re thinking?” Shi Muzhen exposed her. “Zhichuan was there when I went to his house to take these things. Do you know what his reaction was when he saw it?” she asked deliberately.

Feng Yangyang looked at her face.

“Haha, what are you looking forward to with that expression? What was his reaction?” Shi Muzhen mocked her. “He didn’t react at all. It’s as if I was taking away trash. He didn’t even look at it!”

Feng Yangyang’s pale face fell.

“You’re actually still waiting for him to change his mind? This is ridiculous.” Shi Muzhen pushed the door open and walked in.

This was the house that Gu Zhichuan had bought, and it was taken away by this shameless woman.

“Get out!” Feng Yangyang berated.

Feng Yangyang had been weak for many years, so she was no match for Shi Muzhen’s strength. Shi Muzhen knew that she couldn’t do anything to her. She entered the room arrogantly and touched the expensive leather sofa. “Is it comfortable living here? No wonder you can’t let go of Zhichuan. That’s right.. When the poor have seen the world, who would be willing to return to their own lousy house?”