Chapter 12

When he was needed to help testify in court, not only did he not show his face, he even shut down his phone and cut off contact with her. At that time, she couldn't understand why he could be so cruel and ruthless.

Since we are together with her, why do we have to get together with An Yuya behind her back?
That was her half-sister, but he committed the crime knowingly!

In the prison, she asked herself over and over again: What is it about her that is inferior to An Yuya?
What did she do wrong that her mother and sister wanted to frame her like this?
Thinking of these unbearable and painful past events, she subconsciously endured the resentment in her heart.

Seeing that she was about to close the door, Song Shao hurriedly raised his hand to resist, and continued to argue: "Xiao Wan, I was young and inexperienced back then, can you forgive me? This time, I will cherish you even more."

An Xiangwan gritted his teeth and smiled after hearing this: "I don't need it, thank you! Please get out!"

Song Shao didn't quite understand what she said, and said self-righteously, "I know you're still angry with me, I..."

"I'd rather be with ghosts than you stinky maggot, understand?!"

Ghosts are much more honest than humans, and Song Shao's desire to reconcile with her is simply a dream.

After three years in prison, what kept An Xiangwan through was her hatred for them. She swore that she would never make it easy for them after she was released from prison.

An Xiangwan kicked him away and closed the door directly. Song Shao was caught off guard, and it was too late to stop him, but he still knocked on the door unwillingly.

"Xiaowan, I really know I was wrong, give me another chance, I sincerely, Xiaowan... I'm telling the truth."

Song Shao said "hard work" and admitted his mistake, but there was no sincerity in his eyes. He even took out his mobile phone and knocked on the door while distracting himself from replying to other women's messages.

An Xiangwan ignored his words, gritted his teeth, turned around and went to call the security personnel to come up and call him away.

After that, Song Shao was invited away by the security personnel not long after, and the door was quiet again.

An Xiangwan sat on the sofa with her knees bent and her head buried, feeling a little depressed.

In fact, it is not the coldness in front of others, on the contrary, it is in stark contrast to the fragility of the queen. If she shows weakness in front of others, it will make her life more difficult.

Although she also wants to have a home, a shoulder to rely on, and someone who loves herself...

The sadness that had just been brewed was suddenly interrupted.

The air became calm, and a cloud of Yin Qi began to condense in the room.

When An Xiangwan noticed it, she immediately raised her hand to wipe away the tears that hadn't shed from the corners of her eyes, and stood up, thinking that the room was haunted again, but unexpectedly——

"I can't see how someone like you can cry."

Zong Che's unexpected appearance caught her by surprise. When he saw his embarrassed side, he said that it was not embarrassment. He avoided people, but he couldn't hide from ghosts. It really made her helpless.

He came here to pick up the oil painting that the female ghost in the previous room had lodged after her death. He didn't expect that she would return to the room halfway, and saw her crying, which was quite embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)

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