Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

After flying high in the sky for nearly three hours, Du Junfei finally got off the plane.

Du Junfei felt a little dizzy with his feet on the ground.

He pressed his head and stood by the suitcase for a while before turning on the phone to check the message.

At the beginning of the mobile phone, Du Junfei received good news from Shen Yubei.

Shen Yubei: [Second child, I am married, with photo.jpg. 】

Du Junfei felt suddenly, then surprised.

Wan Nian Bachelor married?

Du Junfei opened the picture and saw that Di Rongrong's name was written in the column of his spouse, before he shook his head and laughed.

I didn't expect that after so many years, Shen Yubei would eventually marry Di Rongrong.

Feeling the presence of the photo in the chest pocket of his shirt, Du Junfei took out the photo and stared at Zhiyue's smiling face. He bends his lips.

Eighteen years later, he finally found Zhiyue.

Everything is terrible, but not so bad.

This is not the first time Du Junfei has come to Chengdu. Here, Du Junfei spent three months to make a modern film that won the Cannes Palme d'Or.

During the three months of living here, he felt the enthusiasm of the people in Chengdu and the spicy hot pot.

When I re-entered Chengdu, I thought that Zhiyue had lived in this city for more than ten years, and Du Junfei had a different affection for this city.

I don't know, during the time he was filming, did Zhiyue ever see him from a distance?

Seeing it was getting late, Du Junfei suppressed his eagerness and found a hotel to stay.

The next morning, Du Junfei put on Zhiyue's favorite black suit, shaved the stubble, and trimmed the messy wild eyebrows into sharp sword eyebrows.

Staring at the handsome man with sharp features in the mirror, Du Junfei was satisfied.

With excitement and anticipation, he went to the Special Education College to find his deceased.

In this school, most of the students are special people with physical problems. Some are blind, some are deaf and mute, some are mentally impaired, some are mentally disabled, and some are physically disabled students.

This is a place where people feel heavy and desperate all the time.

It is also a place where hope and hard work can be seen all the time.

People with sound limbs outside are shouting to die and live, and people with disabilities inside are working hard.

This place is amazing.

With a sense of awe, Du Junfei stepped lightly through the flowers and came to the school administration building.

Downstairs, Du Junfei met a male teacher.

He stopped the teacher and asked, "Hello, how can I get to the dormitory?"

The teacher stopped, looked at him in silence for a moment, and suddenly raised his hands, making a series of gestures.

Turned out to be a deaf and mute person.

Du Junfei hurriedly translated his question in sign language.

After understanding Du Junfei's question, the teacher answered him: [Go around the administrative building, walk a distance along the highway, through the wind and rain corridor, and you will see the dormitory building. 】

Du Junfei: [Thank you. 】

The dormitory building is five stories high. The building is a bit dilapidated, and there are many mottled patterns on the walls of the building. However, there are quite a lot of trees around. This season, the leaves have just picked up buds and are full of vitality.

Du Junfei stood at the end of the wind and rain corridor, staring at the woman sweeping the floor in front of the dormitory.

The woman's hair is very short, cut into doll heads. She turned sideways to Du Junfei, showing half of her face.

Zhiyue’s mouth is very small. Before eating Xiaolongbao, he had to open his mouth with all his strength to cover it.

At this moment, those little mouths are pursed, making them even more petite and cute.

Zhiyue's skin darkened a bit, but his facial features were still beautiful.

Zhiyue was deaf and could not hear the sound. She didn't know that someone was standing not far away and looked at her greedily for a long time.

Before coming, Du Junfei couldn't wait to see Zhiyue, talk to her, and take her home.

But when he saw Zhiyue, Du Junfei was shocked.

But his feet seemed to be nailed to the concrete floor, unable to move.

Zhiyue swept the **** into a ball, turned around to take a bucket to load the rubbish.

When she turned her head, she saw a tall man standing behind her.

The man was wearing a black suit and his hair was short enough to see the scalp.

Zhiyue's smiling face suddenly froze when she saw Du Junfei.

In an instant, Zhiyue's eyes gathered ups and downs.

She quickly lowered her head again, pretending to continue sweeping the floor.

Du Junfei is the director. He is good at capturing the subtlest emotional reactions of everyone with the lens. No one can understand the content of human eyes better than him.

Just now, when Zhiyue saw her, it was clearly full of love, hatred, and pain.

Du Junfei had an idea in his heart--

She recognizes herself!

She has no memory loss at all!

But if she has no memory loss, why didn't she tell the police her identity back then? Why didn't you come back and find yourself over the years?

Du Junfei did not dare to think about the answer.

Du Junfei curled up his hands on his legs for a few times, and then he mustered up his courage, stepped aside his long legs, and approached Zhiyue.

Zhiyue concentrated on sweeping the floor, and even counted the ants on the ground.

At this time, a pair of shiny leather shoes broke into Zhiyue's vision.

Zhiyue's broom stopped in front of Du Junfei's toe.

She had to raise her head and stared at Du Junfei with a confused look.

Zhiyue held the handle of the broom with her arm, and she gestured in sign language: "Sir, are you the parent of which student?" What is your child's name? 】

Du Junfei stared at Zhiyue for a long while.

He stretched out his hands, slowly, and gestured: "I am a guardian, I am here to find my raised child. 】

Zhiyue understood what he meant, but didn't respond.

Du Junfei said: [She is called Zhiyue, Lin Zhiyue, 35 years old this year. 】

[Eighteen years ago, I lost her. I have been looking for her all these years. 】

Du Junfei stopped and stared at Zhiyue silently.

Zhiyue smiled far-fetched, she gestured: [Our school, there is no such student. 】

Du Junfei smiled, laughing ugly.

He told Zhiyue again: [I have a picture of her here, you can help me see it, have you seen her? 】

Du Junfei took out a photo from his chest pocket.

The photo is very old, the glue of the photo has changed color, and the clothing of the portrait on it has been mottled. But the appearance of the two people is still very clear.

Zhiyue took the photo.

Looking down, I saw a girl and an adult man.

The girl was wearing a red doll-collared dress, standing with the tall man.

The girl smiled, showing her pointed little tiger teeth.

A pair of eyes, Gu Pan shines.

And that man was a little bit stubborn, and his eyes were always filled with a few sloppy smiles.

When taking the photo, the girl's head subconsciously leaned against the man's shoulder, which shows that the girl is dependent on that man.

Zhiyue recognized the girl.

That was herself when she was young.

Zhiyue's hand holding the photo tightened slightly.

Du Junfei poked Zhiyue's arm.

Zhiyue then looked up, looking at him with a complicated expression.

Du Junfei gestured. [You know her, right? 】

Zhiyue bit her lip and said nothing.

Du Junfei: [Weiyue, I'm my brother. 】

Zhiyue smiled bitterly, and she told Du Junfei: [I don't remember the past, how can you prove our relationship? You must make me believe in you. 】

Du Junfei thought for a while. He stretched out his left hand and placed it gently on Zhiyue's waist and abdomen. He gestured: [Here, there is a camera tattoo. 】

Back then, Zhiyue had a secret crush on Du Junfei but did not dare to confess.

At that time, Du Junfei liked to play with his camera, Zhiyue quietly tattooed a camera on his abdomen.

After Du Junfei found out accidentally, he scolded her once, thinking that she had become bad and disobedient.

At that time, Zhiyue was very stubborn and refused to get his tattoos removed.

Later, after Zhiyue disappeared, Du Junfei gradually figured out the meaning of Zhiyue tattoos.

How did she go bad, she just fell in love with him!

Du Junfei suddenly picked up Zhiyue's shirt.

Zhiyue's skin was exposed in the air, and there really was a black camera on her waist.

It’s just that the tattoo has been a long time, and the black has turned to gray.

Zhiyue's eyes widened.

Du Junfei smiled and murmured: [Weiyue, I found you. 】

Zhiyue's eyes were full of tears, and she was shaking all over when she pinched the photo.

Du Junfei asked again: [Zhiyue, are you free? I want to talk to you. 】

Zhiyue stared at him for a long time before nodding.

-

Next to the plastic track in the school playground, there is a circle of green lawns.

Zhiyue sat on the grass, a little cramped.

Fearing that she was uneasy, Du Junfei did not sit next to her, but sat cross-legged on the opposite side of Zhiyue two meters away.

The two faced each other, looking at each other.

Zhiyue looked at Du Junfei with a curious look.

She often sees this face on her mobile phone, especially the number of times she has seen it recently. Because his new movie is about to be released.

After catching Zhiyue peeking at her, Du Junfei's heart throbbed, unable to control his mood, and he blurted out and asked: "Do you recognize me?"

Zhiyue tilted her head, revealing a puzzled look.

Both are smiling.

He raised his hands and gestured slowly for a while.

After understanding Du Junfei's meaning, Zhiyue took out her cell phone and made a conversation--

[I know you, Teacher Du Junfei, you are a director. I like your director's work very much. I have watched every one of your plays. 】

Du Junfei understood Zhiyue's sign language, and the expectation in his eyes couldn't help dimming.

It turns out that she recognized herself not because she remembered the past, but because she had seen her own movies and knew she was the director.

Du Junfei felt a little sad.

The little girl who used to always laugh at him, was angry because he smoked, and cried because he had stomachaches without eating, no longer remembered him.

Du Junfei comforted himself: it doesn't matter, people are found, it is more important than anything.

Du Junfei cheered up and said to Zhiyue: "I am your guardian and your brother. 】

Afraid that Zhiyue would not believe it, Du Junfei took out the household registration book he had prepared from his backpack.

Zhiyue took over Du Junfei's household registration and saw Zhiyue's name on it. She said: [It turned out that my name is Zhiyue. 】

Du Junfei nodded heavily.

Zhiyue wrote on the phone again: [I don’t remember the past, my name is Linman now. 】

Du Junfei: [Lin Man. 】

Zhiyue smiled.

She returned the account book to Du Junfei.

Du Junfei stuffed the account book back into his bag.

After hesitating for a long time, Du Junfei wrote on his cell phone: [zhiyue, I finally found you, you come home with me, OK? 】

Zhiyue stared at Du Junfei for a long time, but shook her head.

Seeing her shaking his head, Du Junfei felt cold.

Du Junfei couldn't help asking: [Why? Are you blaming your brother for not taking good care of you back then, causing you to be trafficked? 】

The smile on Zhiyue's mouth was on the couch.

Zhiyue always remembered the abductions.

She couldn't bear to think about the gloomy and heart-wrenching experience, she told Du Junfei: [I have a brand new life, it is very good here, I am used to the rhythm here. 】

Here are all her kind, no one will cast her curious and contemptuous eyes when she uses sign language.

She wrote again: [I want to stay here. 】

Here, she has a sense of belonging.

Du Junfei had already expected that it would be difficult for him to take Zhiyue away.

Du Junfei still felt uncomfortable when Zhiyue was really rejected.

He wrote again: [Are you really not going back with me to see? It's okay to pay homage to your dead father. 】

Zhiyue did not speak this time.

Seeing hope, Du Junfei rushed to persuade her while the iron was hot.

[Your father was a policeman. He was buried in the tomb of the martyrs after he died in the line of duty. There are fewer and fewer people still going to worship him. Zhiyue, are you going to leave your father behind? 】

Du Junfei admitted that he was evil by using the dead to lure Zhiyue.

Zhiyue had suffered so much, and Du Junfei wanted to take him home, put him by his side, and take good care of him.

Zhiyue was silent for a long time, but finally refused cruelly. [I still want to stay here. 】

Du Junfei bowed his head dejectedly.

Zhiyue checked the time and told Du Junfei: [The students are about to take a lunch break, I have to open the door, Mr. Du, goodbye. 】

Zhiyue got up and left. During the process, she didn't look back at Du Junfei.

Du Junfei refused to give up, so he went to the principal's office.

The principal didn't know Du Junfei, and Du Junfei was not so famous that anyone who met him knew that he was an internationally renowned director.

Du Junfei was the principal who came to meet as a donor.

The principal was very enthusiastic. He made Kung Fu tea and poured a cup for Du Junfei.

"Mr. Du, Director Gangsu said, you want to do some charity, can you tell me in detail, can you tell me your specific ideas?"

Du Junfei said: "That's right, I want to build two dormitory buildings for your school. I think your dormitory buildings are very old and there is no air conditioning. Each dormitory is still an eight-person room."

Upon hearing this, the principal was overjoyed.

"really?"

Du Junfei nodded, "Naturally it is true."

The principal quickly poured Du Junfei another cup of tea.

The two talked in detail about the various details of building the building. After talking for more than an hour, they finally settled the matter.

"It's rare to see a kind person like Mr. Du." The principal pulled the chair away and stood up, bowing solemnly to Du Junfei.

"Mr. Du, on behalf of our teachers and students, thank you for your generous support!"

Du Junfei was taken aback. Busy holding the principal's arm, let him get up.

"The principal doesn't have to do such great courtesy. I do this, and I don't really do nothing."

Upon hearing this, the principal was stunned, "What does Mr. Du want?"

In an instant, many dark things flashed through the headmaster's mind.

He has seen reports before, saying that some wealthy people like to play deaf-mute people. This gentleman seems to be a gentleman, does he really have bad habits?

If this is the case, then this building is still not needed.

The dormitory is almost okay, but people can't lose their humanity.

Du Junfei probably saw what the principal was thinking about. He bounced his eyebrows and hurriedly explained: "The principal don't think too much. I do this mainly to express my gratitude to your school."

The principal asked humbly: "Thank you for what?"

When did they help Mr. Du?

Du Junfei said: "Ms. Lin Man, the supervisor of the female dormitory of your school, she has a lot of relationship with me..."

Before Du Junfei finished speaking, the principal suddenly patted his thigh and said with a smile: "Could Mr. Du be Lin Man's mysterious boyfriend in the east city?"

Du Junfei:?

Zhiyue has a boyfriend in Wangdongcheng?

Du Junfei asked calmly, "Why does the principal say that?"

The principal said: "On the 20th of March every year, Lin Man will take a period of time off to look at the East City. After going there for more than ten days, we all think Lin Man is going to meet her boyfriend in another place."

"Could it be that Mr. Du is the mysterious boyfriend?"

I didn't see it, Lin Man actually had such a rich boyfriend.

When Du Junfei heard the time of March 20th, his smile became a little stiff.

March 24 is the anniversary of Zhiyue's father!

Zhiyue looks back at Dongcheng every year and secretly worships her father!

So she has no memory loss at all!

Du Junfei tried to suppress the various emotions in his heart.

Smiling and nodding, Du Junfei said, "Yes, this time I am here, first, I want to send two buildings to your school, and second, I want to take Lin Man back to live."

"Always separating the two places is not a long-term solution."

"What Mr. Du said!" The principal strongly supported Du Junfei's approach.

Du Junfei was sent out of the office building just like being sent to Buddha by the principal.

He came to the gate of the girls' dormitory for a while before leaving.

...

Knowing that Du Junfei had left the next day, Zhiyue breathed a sigh of relief, but she was a little surprised.

The school is about to build a new dormitory building recently. A door has been opened on the wall of the back entrance of the school to facilitate the building and workers to enter.

The workers are all from other places.

The influx of construction teams led to chaos. Lin Man feared that any female classmates would be harmed, so he guarded the door diligently every day.

On March 21st, Zhiyue came to the principal’s office with the leave form written in advance.

The principal did not wait for Zhiyue to explain the reason for the leave, so he took the initiative to take her leave and signed his name.

Seeing Zhiyue was a little surprised.

The principal said something to her with a smile, but Zhiyue couldn't hear it.

The principal again sign language to tell her: [Go and have fun, have fun. 】

Zhiyue nodded, and left with a questioning form.

As usual, Zhiyue only took ten days of leave this time.

At noon that day, Zhiyue carried a simple suitcase and took the high-speed rail to Wangdongcheng.

-

The tomb of the martyrs is very quiet, and under each tombstone, a martyr's bone is buried.

Carrying worship supplies, Zhiyue crossed the path in a familiar way, and walked around to the tombstone of the martyrs that said "Linguanshan".

Lin Guanshan is the father of Lin Zhiyue.

Zhiyue knelt down in front of the tombstone and silently burned the paper and incense.

When she finished all this and stood up to leave, she saw a man in a white shirt standing behind her.

Du Junfei didn't know how long he had been here, so he kept looking at Zhiyue, his eyes filled with sadness.

Zhiyue's eyes widened, panic and anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"what..."

She opened her mouth and let out an unconscious exclamation.

Du Junfei stepped forward.

Zhiyue stepped back.

She retreated to the tombstone of her father and had no way to go back. Then she grabbed the tombstone of her father with both hands, raised her head, and looked at Du Junfei in a panic.

Du Junfei lowered his head and stared at Zhiyue's face.

Seeing the panic in Zhiyue's eyes, what else does Du Junfei don't understand?

She really remembers everything!

"Zhiyue, you fooled me so hard."

During the years he was sad about her death, she secretly returned to look at Dongcheng to worship Father Lin every year.

Apart from worshiping her father, has she also secretly observed him?

How did she hold back not seeing herself?

Du Junfei had tears in his eyes.

"Zhiyue, are you punishing me?"

Zhiyue couldn't hear what Du Junfei was saying, but she could guess what Du Junfei was saying.

Zhiyue squeezed her father's tombstone tightly with both hands, with a cold touch, followed the fingertips into Zhiyue's body, making her whole body cold.

"what..."

Zhiyue let out a cry and began to cry silently.

Du Junfei reached out to wipe Zhiyue's tears.

The warm tears burned Du Junfei's heart.

"Zhiyue, don't cry, okay?"

After being so coaxed by Du Junfei, Zhiyue cried even harder.

Zhiyue suddenly pushed Du Junfei with both hands.

She exhausted all her strength, and the man who was even more than one meter tall was pushed to the ground by Zhiyue.

Du Junfei sat down on the ground and looked up angrily, only to see Zhiyue unbutton the first button on her plaid shirt.

She continues.

Upon seeing this, Du Junfei looked angrily.

"what are you doing?"

Knowing that Zhiyue could not hear, Du Junfei quickly stood up and hurriedly made gestures: [What are you doing undressing! 】

Zhiyue bit her lip, weeping, and slowly and firmly untied the top three buttons.

Zhiyue pulled open the collar of the shirt, revealing the white Bar inside, and the words under the collarbone, ironed out with a soldering iron——

slave.

**.

Du Junfei stared at the scald scar in a daze, like a demented child, forgetting to react.

Zhiyue pointed to the word ‘slave’ and she shook her head to Du Junfei with tears.

Du Junfei understood the meaning of Zhiyue.

Zhiyueyi did not cover her body, she gestured with her hands and told Du Junfei: [I still like you. I used to dare to dream of you in my heart. But now, look at my broken body, how can I be qualified to like you? 】

She used to be just a deaf and mute person, and Xian Yue scolded her for wanting to eat swan meat.

Now, she was burned with the mark of ‘slave’ on her body, her body was already broken, and she was not even qualified to pay homage to Du Junfei.

She appeared faceless in front of Du Junfei.

So when the police asked her what her last name was and where she lived, Zhiyue lied.

She said that she had amnesia, because she felt that she was broken and dirty and had no face to return to Du Junfei's home.

In these years, Zhiyue will look back at the East City every year. She spends one day with her father, and nine days, hiding in the dark, watching Du Junfei.

Du Junfei is not in Wangdongcheng every March. He lives in the United States most of the time. In the past twenty years, Zhiyue has only seen Du Junfei six times.

She hid in the dark, like a voyeur, and she was satisfied when she glanced at him secretly.

Du Junfei stroked Zhiyue's brand, his heart ached.

He quickly took out his cell phone and made a quick call--

[That old thing, how did he die? 】

Zhiyue took away Du Junfei's cell phone and typed it back to him: [He was sick and lying in bed, starved to death. He heard that when he was discovered, he had become skinny and skinny. 】

Du Junfei was full of hatred!

That old thing is dead, but someone is still alive!

Du Junfei asked again: [The one who sold you is the string? 】

Zhiyue didn't speak this time, but looked at him in silence.

Those eyes, misty, were filled with endless grievances and hatred.

Du Junfei cursed: "It's a bitch!"

Du Junfei gently stroked Zhiyue's brand. According to the current scar removal technique, it is not impossible to remove this brand.

However, the brand can be removed, but how can the pain in my heart be removed?

He buttoned Zhiyue's clothes one by one, and Du Junfei suddenly said, "Follow me somewhere."

Du Junfei took Zhiyue and left.

Zhiyue staggered and followed behind him with a confused expression.

What are they going to do?

-

It's night, it's thick.

In a mansion villa in Fengxian District, Wangdong City, brightly lit, a celebration party is being held.

Last week, the suspense writer and gold medal screenwriter Strings' new work "Late Night Taxi" won the Reasoning Writers Association Award.

She just returned from abroad yesterday, and today her agent held a celebration party for her.

The place where the celebration will be held is at the home of stringed music.

The forty-eight-year-old Stringer is slightly plump, wearing a blue deep V-neck dress, holding his hair in his arms, and walking in the crowd with red wine glasses.

Wherever he goes, his eyes chase.

The celebration party started, the cake was cut, champagne was opened, and the strings said some words of thanks, and then they stopped to chat with a group of actors.

The first work that Yan Jiang starred in was the classic masterpiece of string music "The Sultry Night". In the movie, Yan Jiang plays a handsome but wicked young murderer.

An actor can become popular without a famous director and good works.

Strings is the original author and screenwriter of "The Sultry of the Night". He has been informed of the awards for Strings. Tonight, Yan Jiang also brought gifts to the celebration party.

Who makes him a grateful person?

After entering the house, Yan Jiang gave a brooch to Strings.

Strings don’t lack anything, but I’m grateful for Yan Jiang’s gift.

She gave the gift to the assistant and asked Yan Jiang with a smile: "Yan Jiang, are you working at the Ministry of Public Security? As a forensic doctor?"

"Yes."

"You guys are forensic doctors. Do you think I'm in the middle of a class by looking at my knowledge of forensic medicine?"

"How come, the string teacher's understanding of forensic science. Let alone a layman, even a professional like me can't find the fault of a string teacher."

"The string teacher is excellent."

What Yan Jiang said was the truth.

The mystery novels written by String Music are worthy of scrutiny. Even Yan Jiang couldn't find loopholes.

String music is the mother of Chinese mystery.

Hearing Yan Jiang's compliment, Strings seemed very happy.

"I heard that you were engaged, why didn't you bring your fiancée?"

"She doesn't like to attend such occasions, at home."

"That's it."

Strings handed a bottle of wine to Yan Jiang, "Try it, the treasured Patus, you will love it."

Yan Jiang took a sip and praised: "It's not bad."

But after drinking too much wine made by Mr. Han and drinking other wines, Yan Jiang felt that something was always missing.

At this moment, the car rang downstairs again.

Yan Jiang said, "A visitor is here again, the string teacher is busy, don't have to entertain me. I know everyone here, and I also go to find someone to talk about the past."

"Well."

Strings put down the glass and walked towards the gate with the agent.

Along the way, String Music was still speculating on the identity of the other party.

The door opened, and Du Junfei, with a bald head, strode into the room, and it was vaguely visible that he was holding a person with his right hand.

The man was hiding behind him, unable to see what he looked like.

Strings is a screenwriter, and Du Junfei, who is a director, can be considered in the same circle. It is strange that they rarely meet each other after the divorce.

Sometimes when they have to attend the same awards ceremony, the positions of the two are also arranged far away by the organizer.

The appearance of Du Junfei surprised the strings.

The string manager was also surprised.

However, Du Junfei's current reputation in the director circle has long surpassed all domestic directors and has become a business card representing the Chinese director circle.

Whoever sees him must be respectful and polite.

Some actors saw Du Junfei just like a cat saw a fish. They smelled a fishy smell and wanted to run up to join in the fun.

But Du Junfei's eyes blocked everyone's enthusiasm.

There is ice and snow in his eyes.

Can freeze the spring buds.

The comer is not good!

Strings narrowed his eyes, and said to Du Junfei in a vigilant tone: "What are you here for? I didn't invite you."

Du Junfei: "There is an old friend, I want to see you."

Strings raised an eyebrow and looked at Du Junfei behind him, and asked him, "Who is hiding behind you?"

"Look, who is she!"

Du Junfei pulled his hand and Zhiyue, who was hiding behind him, was pulled out.

Zhiyue lowered her head, timidly, humble, and did not dare to look up.

Du Junfei held Zhiyue's face in both hands. He lifted Zhiyue's face and said to her in sign language: [Weiyue, this is your chance for revenge. There are so many people here, there is me here, and she can't hurt you. 】

[Zhiyue, you are not a person who suffers, you have been hurt so much, why don't you take revenge? 】

[It is never the victim who should be punished, but the sinner! 】

[Zhiyue, you were so miserable by her, can you really bear all this? 】

Zhiyue understood Du Junfei's words.

She thinks of her ruined life, and her heart is full of hatred.

If it weren't for string music, she would not be sold into the mountains, would not be chained to the bed by a chain, and live that kind of insulting life as a beast!

She was scalded by a soldering iron, leaving a lifetime humiliation!

She also killed a small life that was only five months old. When the child was induced to give birth, she was already in human form!

And all this is thanks to the woman in front of me!

Zhiyue turned her head slowly, facing the string, and smiled weirdly at her.

Zhiyue sign language and gestured: "I haven't seen you in eighteen years, do you remember me? 】

From the moment he saw Du Junfei speaking sign language to Zhiyue, the blood on the string's face turned white inch by inch.

When Zhiyue really turned around, that face completely overlapped with the beautiful face deep in the memory of Strings.

Strings' eyes widened in amazement, his legs softened, and he staggered backward. Later, he hit the agent's chest and stood firm.

"you..."

The string music seemed to have lost three souls and seven souls, and my mind was chaotic and buzzing.

Zhiyue used sign language again and preached: 【Seeing me, are you surprised? Back then, you sold me into the mountains and created the illusion that I fell into the river and died. You thought that in this life, I would never come back again, right? 】

Zhiyue approached the string.

She pinched the chin of the string.

Strings trembled under Zhiyue's fingers.

Zhiyue suddenly picked up the arms of the string, and exhausted all his strength, threw the string into the sky, causing her body to smash to the ground.

"what--"

All in an uproar!

The string manager wanted to stop Zhiyue, but at this moment, Du Junfei quickly stood up and stood in front of the manager.

"This is the hatred between the two of them. You have no right to interfere."

The agent glared at Du Junfei, squeezing his fists tightly, but did not make any other actions.

Judging from the string's reaction just now, it was obvious that she had done something wrong with the woman who suddenly appeared.

Because the guardian of that strange woman is Du Junfei, there are so many actors, screenwriters, and insiders in the house, no one dares to risk offending Du Junfei to save the string.

After all, string music is only a well-known reasoning writer in China, and Du Junfei is a world famous director who has won the Oscar for Best Director!

They are all human beings, and they know whoever offends the more losses.

Zhiyue threw the string to the ground. Taking advantage of the time when the string was so painful that she could not get up, she pulled the crowd away and walked to the stage.

Grabbing the champagne bottle on the table, Zhiyue strode the meteor through the crowd and returned to the side of Strings.

The string rose slowly.

Zhiyue opened the shirt once again in front of everyone.

When she tore open her clothes and revealed the brand ‘slave’, everyone’s expressions were a bit surprised.

Du Junfei explained to Zhiyue on the side. He said to String Music: "Back then, you gave string music to human traffickers and asked them to sell string music to an old man. The word slave on string music is that old man. It was burned with a hot soldering iron."

Upon hearing this, the whole hall was in an uproar.

The agent was also surprised. He stared at the howling strings lying on the ground in disbelief.

How could a string teacher be such a person?

Is it true that all the rumors back then are true?

Many years ago, there were rumors that string music had murdered the adopted sister of Du Junfei's family because of love.

However, the police did not find evidence that could accuse Strings of guilt, so Strings are still at large.

Therefore, everyone only regards that rumor as a story.

No one believes that Strings will kill Du Junfei's adopted sister because of jealousy.

By the way, it is said that Du Junfei's adopted sister is deaf and mute!

Is this woman the girl who disappeared that year?

Those who knew the secret back then turned their eyes back and forth on the two women Xian Yue and Zhiyue.

They suddenly felt that the banquet tonight was worth it!

This is a witness to history!

While eating melons, Yan Jiang secretly filmed this scene with his mobile phone, and shared it to the WeChat group in real time to show Song Fei and Song Ci.

Du Junfei glanced at Zhiyue and saw Zhiyue smashing the champagne bottle and picked up the sharpest piece from the fragments. Du Junfei understood the meaning of Zhiyue.

"String, jail, you have to sit. But Zhiyue's pain, you also have to bear."

After speaking, Du Junfei nodded to Zhiyue, indicating that she could act.

Zhiyue pressed on Xian Yue and saw her struggling, so he stepped on Xian Yue's arms with her feet.

No matter how hard the strings struggle, they can't escape Zhiyue's suppression.

Zhiyue pulled out the string skirt, tears, her right hand tremblingly pierced the sharp glass shards into the skin of the string.

The blood flowed out, staining the white skin of the strings red.

Zhiyue controlled the glass shards and moved forward and backward in the body of the string.

The strings screamed with pain, and the scream was tingling.

A girl turned her head unbearably, but couldn't help but turned her head to peek.

The manager of Strings couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted that Zhiyue stopped. But Du Junfei was in front of the agent, and the agent could not stop this scene.

And Zhiyue, she was originally deaf and mute, and she couldn't hear what people around said or did.

After carving the last flick, Zhiyue took out the glass fragments from the body of the string.

Zhiyue wiped away her tears and laughed wildly.

The mute laughter, like sawn wood, was particularly harsh.

Strings hugged his chest and rolled on the ground with pain.

Du Junfei walked over, held Zhiyue in his arms, and lightly patted Zhiyue on the shoulder.

Zhiyue gradually calmed down in his arms.

Later, the police came, and Du Junfei, Zhiyue and Xian Yue were all taken to the police station.

After eighteen years, the unsettled case of that year finally waited until the day when the fog was lifted.