The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1268 - 1272: The Pact (20)

Zhang Yang and Chen Rong fled overnight, as if this could shake off the shadows behind them.

Mrs. Zhang was completely unaware. Early the next morning, she was awakened by the fierce knocking on the door outside. She reached out to touch the bed beside her, cold, untouched by anyone.

The little sleepiness she had left was startled awake at once.

The old man in her house hadn’t come back all night.

Mrs. Zhang felt a growing panic in her heart, and before she could think more, she was drawn to the loud noise outside.

"Zhang Cuihua, your old man had an accident..."

Mrs. Zhang was shocked, hurriedly pulling the door open, "No, no, don’t talk nonsense. My old man is fine."

"The Village Secretary asked me to find you. Hurry, take some money and go into town. Your old man rolled down the slope with his car in the middle of the night. He was only discovered this morning, and it seems he might not be doing well...."

Mrs. Zhang, upon hearing this bad news, immediately felt dizzy, her body swaying, about to fall forward, luckily the visitor quickly supported her.

In a state of despair, Mrs. Zhang stumbled to her son’s room, crying out in panic, "Yang, your father is in trouble...."

But she faced only an empty room, with a piece of paper bearing three simple words: I’m gone, don’t miss me!

Mrs. Zhang felt as if struck by lightning, standing dazed, clutching her chest and gasping for air, looking as if she would faint at any moment, her eyes rolling up, nearly taking over her entire eye socket.

The worried villagers hurriedly pressed hard on Mrs. Zhang’s philtrum, eventually helping her regain her senses.

"What sin have I committed, what sin..."

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The drama at Zhang Village temporarily reached a conclusion. Su Li did nothing, but those with guilty consciences always found her presence like a thorn in their side, unable to be at ease.

Somehow, Su Li bumped into Shang Yan, the Second Young Master Shang, on the street, who happened to be out shopping with his wife.

Ten days ago, the largest section of the newspaper reported the grand wedding of the Second Young Master of the Shang Family and Miss Long Ran.

Everyone was talking, claiming the union of this couple was quite legendary, keeping people talking....

It was said Long Ran, once named Shang Ran, was the adopted daughter of Madam, originally meant to be a daughter-in-law.

Those familiar with the Shang Family knew the Madam had started preparing the wedding, but unfortunately, Young Master Shang had a short life.

An accident led to his early demise, leaving the couple heartbroken and grieving.

However, they were fortunate enough to have two devoted adoptees around them.

It’s heard the adopted daughter even proactively suggested continuing the marriage contract with Young Master Shang as planned....

Yet afterwards, it’s uncertain what occurred, but Shang Ran’s uncle came knocking, she changed her name to Long Ran, and came together with the Second Young Master.

It’s said the Shang Family couple readily agreed, and the grand wedding prepared for Young Master Shang was then bestowed upon the adopted son and his wife.

Regarding this, opinions varied, and someone even tried to sow discord right in front of the Shang Family couple, claiming Shang Yan had ulterior motives....

However, unexpectedly, the Shang Family couple had extraordinary trust and closeness with their adoptee.

Recently, everyone in the city has been talking about that luxurious, grand wedding, even three-year-olds have heard the names of the couple.

Who would’ve thought that the main character of the rumors circulating among the populace was leisurely strolling on the street.

At first, Shang Yan, sweetly talking with his wife, unintentionally turned his gaze somewhere, suddenly freezing, unnoticed by anyone, his pupils momentarily turning vertical.

"Brother Yan, do you think this looks good on me?" Having spoken cheerfully for a while without hearing her lover’s response, Long Ran glanced over in annoyance, only to find her husband intently staring in a particular direction.

Following his gaze, her eyes landed on an outstandingly beautiful girl.

Describing her merely as beautiful seemed shallow.

She was beauty itself, beauty was her.

Even the wind stirred as she passed made people want to catch it and sniff it gently.

Instantly, Long Ran felt a burst of jealousy, pouting as she tugged vigorously at Shang Yan’s sleeve, "Brother Yan, tell me, is she prettier or am I prettier?"

Long Ran pointed forward stubbornly demanding Shang Yan to make a choice.

Shang Yan, stroking his chin, responded with a grin, "Of course, she..."

"Just kidding, my wife is the most beautiful."

Long Ran forcefully wedged her arm into Shang Yan’s, wheedling with grievance and unease, "Then you’re only allowed to look at me from now on."

"Brother Yan, lately I always feel you’ve become much stranger...."

Shang Yan replied, "Then tell me, what’s strange about me?"

Suddenly, Long Ran shivered, startled by this cold voice sending a chill from her feet up through her body.

Her head lifted slowly like a rusty machine, only to see Shang Yan’s peculiar smirk on his face.

"No, nothing..." Long Ran awkwardly turned her head, quickly changing the subject, "Brother Yan, how did you persuade Mom and Dad to allow me to marry you?"

"And, you managed to have Dad transfer the business directly to you, it’s really impressive."

"Dad used to favor Brother Zhong only...."

Speaking of this, excited Long Ran unwittingly mentioned the unspoken name, instantly feeling a familiar shiver as if being watched.

But soon she recalled that person had been eliminated by people Brother Yan hired, allowing her to relax gradually.

So, she looked at Shang Yan with even more tenderness and spoke in a sugary voice, "Brother Yan, if it weren’t for you, I...."

The woman lowered her head shyly, exposing a large swath of fair neck, fragile and delicate.

Shang Yan’s gaze, like a poison snake, flickered as his fingertips trembled a few times, bloodthirsty thoughts stirring within.

Wait, wait, it’s still not time yet.

In the brief moment Shang Yan and Long Ran were speaking, the enchanting figure had long vanished into the crowd.

Shang Yan’s smile instantly collapsed, his mood far less than before, waving his hand idly, walking straight ahead, "Tired, let’s go back."

Long Ran’s eyes widened in confusion, not sure what to do next.

She bit her lip, recalling Uncle Long’s words: Men, they’re all fickle. They cherish desperately before getting something, but once acquired, they’re indifferent.

Shang Yan probably was one of those kinds; other people’s possessions always seem the best.

Yet, thinking of all the schemes she had plotted, her only option now was to cling tightly to Shang Yan, having no better path to choose.

Walking ahead, Shang Yan suddenly turned towards the area Fang Ren disappeared to, smirking wickedly: Found you～