The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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After eating, it's already over nine in the evening.

The countryside is not like the city. At this point, most people have rested without lights. There were only occasional cicadas and bird calls.

Chen Jiahang looked at a wall clock on the wall and hesitated before entering the bedroom.

This is a bedroom of 30 square meters. There is a large bed in the bedroom, and this bed is a new wooden bed made only this year. It is 1.8 wide, with a brown mat on the wooden bed and a new quilt. The quilt sheets are all new, the big red color, looks very festive.

These are what Wang Ye asked him to prepare, and the sister-in-law said that if she had a daughter-in-law, she had to change to a new bed and build a new quilt.

Although these cost some money, he was very happy to think that he would not live here alone.

After laying the bed, he returned to the hall and looked at the new wife he had bought.

He bit his lip, his face a little red under the light, like a shy child.

He rubbed his hands again before walking towards her, and then pulling her clothes. Begged her to follow him.

He Xiyan seemed to realize something at once. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, her expression tense.

She shook her head vigorously and told the man she didn't want to.

Although she didn't remember anything, she was conscious, and she wanted to know what happened to him when he went to that room with him.

Chen Jiahang saw that she was unwilling to go to the room with him. She was a bit lost, and he looked very helpless about where he stood, looking down at the ground like a rejected child.

After a while, he took out the book and pen again, and wrote something on it. This time it was very slow. After writing, it was crossed out. After writing it, he wrote a sentence:

"Go in and rest. I sleep in the left room."

Then pointed to a room on the left side of the hall.

After He Xiyan determined that the other party had entered the room on the left, she slowly walked towards the room on the right. She walked slowly and hesitated when she reached the door.

The room is lighted, and the light is brighter than the lobby. It is a very ordinary room. The room has some simple furniture, including a bed, a wardrobe, a small desk, two wooden chairs, and one. Lounge chairs. Although the room was shabby, it was very clean. The beds were laid, and the red mosquito nets were particularly eye-catching.

It's that striking red.

He Xiyan clenched her hands tightly, she seemed a little scared. She didn't enter until she was sure there was no one in the room. After entering, she quickly closed the door and fastened it.

She walked to the wooden bed and opened her tent, and soon she saw the linen inside, the quilt, the same red, and it was particularly dazzling.

She sat by the bed, hesitated for a long time, and finally fell out of bed before falling to the bed.

After lying down, she kept her eyes open, rubbing her temples with her hands, always remembering something, such as who was she? Where did she live before? Does she have any relatives? Is anyone looking for her?

The more she thought about it, the more painful she felt, and she couldn't remember anything.

Her most recent memory was that she could not move on the bank of the river, and a man carried her to a car. When she woke up, she was always in the car, moved from here to there, and finally transferred to a bus and came to this mountain village.

That's all she remembers now, except that she doesn't remember anything.