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Chapter One :Chapter 1

On December 24th, on a peaceful night, snow was flying all over the sky, and the cold wind was blowing. Mo Yurou stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the study in plain clothes. The snow outside the window had already covered the lawn, and there was almost no trace of her in the far away pool.

Today was Mo Yurou's 24th birthday, but it was also her father's 7th birthday. This was probably her most painful birthday.

Not far away, there was a stack of photos on the desk. The two people in the photos looked particularly compatible. The man was handsome and calm, and the woman was gentle and beautiful. However, these photos deeply hurt Mo Yurou's heart.

Mo Yurou looked at her phone. After a few days, she had made a very important decision.

Mo Yurou took out her phone and dialed a number that she was afraid she would never get rid of.

Beep, beep, beep...

Mo Yurou waited patiently. However, she was nervous and afraid because she did not know if it was another phone call that she could not get.

"Hey, who is it?"

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone. Mo Yurou's heart skipped a beat. Then, she smiled with relief. Hadn't she expected this?

Mo Yurou disdained to talk to that woman and just kept silent. The woman on the other side of the phone probably saw that the other party did not respond, so she handed the phone to the owner of the phone. However, Mo Yurou still heard a sentence that made her disheartened.

"Zichen, who's calling? Why are you making such a strange note?"

"It's not an important person. Mo Mo, help me make a cup of coffee."

At the other end of the phone came a voice she had been missing for a long time, but it was different from the voice in Mo Yurou's memory.

Mo Yurou had always been familiar with the voice that was so cold that it made one feel cold. However, the voice on the phone at this moment was gentle that she had never heard before.

"What is it?"

Just as Mo Yurou was distracted, a cold and agitated voice came from the other end of the phone.

Hearing this, Mo Yurou smiled coldly. It turned out that this man didn't know how to be gentle, but she didn't deserve it.

"Xiao Zichen, come back tonight. I have something very important to tell you."

"Mo Yurou, we don't have much to say between us. If you have something to say, go and find Liu Mingyu."

Every word of the man called Xiao Zichen was filled with coldness and disdain for Mo Yurou. However, Mo Yurou seemed to have gotten used to it.

"Xiao Zichen, if you don't want me to let Miss Jiang become the mistress of everyone in Luo City, I'll see you at home at five o'clock tonight."

Mo Yurou knew too well of this man's weakness.

"You, you are threatening me."

She could tell that Xiao Zichen was very angry, but Mo Yurou was not afraid at all. They had been together for the past year.

"You're right! During my father-in-law's funeral, the president of a group held a night meeting with a famous designer behind his wife's back. Xiao Zichen, what do you think of this title? Oh, yes, and, the president of a certain group didn't attend my father-in-be's sacrificial ceremony, but had a date with a famous designer in a hotel. I'm sure those reporters will be interested."

Mo Yurou spoke calmly, as if all of this had nothing to do with her.

"Enough, Mo Yurou, you're courting death."

This was enough to provoke Xiao Zichen's anger. If Mo Yurou was right in front of him, Xiao Zichen would have wanted to kill her.

Different from Xiao Zichen's anger, Mo Yurou's tone remained calm.

"Xiao Zichen, you should be very clear that I, Mo Yurou, can do anything. Back then, I was able to make Jiang Mochi leave Luo City. Today, I can also ruin her reputation. Don't forget who is your wife."

"Mo Yurou, don't forget how you got this identity. Every time you remind me, I feel disgusted."

The more ruthless Xiao Zichen was, the more he hated Mo Yurou.

"What should I do, Xiao Zichen? No matter how disgusting you are, your marriage certificate with your wife can only be my name. No matter how much you love Jiang Mo Yao, I can make her a shameful mistress in a few minutes. Xiao Zichen, I still want to say that I want to see you at home tonight. Otherwise, Luo Cheng will give me a wonderful gift tomorrow."

After that, Mo Yurou hung up the phone in a hurry without giving Xiao Zichen a chance to speak.

It was only then that Mo Yurou realized that her hands had been shaking.

Mo Yurou smiled bitterly. Then, her nose twitched and tears streamed down her face.

In the past few days, even when she received news of her father's death, Mo Yurou did not shed a single tear. During these seven days, Mo Yurou had been facing all the guests who had come to mourn. She knew that in front of these people, tears were the most useless.

But now, hiding in a place that no one could see, because of the phone call just now and the photos on the desk, Mo Yurou could no longer pretend.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

At this time, the door of the study was pushed open. A woman in her fifties came in with a document in her hand.

"Miss, this is the document sent by Assistant Jiang."

Mo Yurou turned her back to the man. Afraid that the woman would be worried, she did not turn around and said softly.

"Mother Wu, put it on the table!"

Nanny Wu didn't hear anything unusual. After that, she went to the desk. When she saw those photos on the desk, she was stunned.

"First Miss, Mr. Jiang..."

Nanny Wu looked worriedly at Mo Yurou.

In the past few days, Mo Yurou had been busy with her father's funeral. She rarely rested and did not eat much. She was obviously much thinner.

"Mom Wu, I'm fine. You can leave now! Prepare more dishes in the evening, and Zichen will come back."

Nanny Wu was skeptical. Their son-in-law hadn't come back for a long time. Would he really come back today?

But since it was Miss's order, she would do as she was told.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Mo Yurou turned around. There were still tears at the corners of her eyes. The file bag was lying quietly on the desk. Mo Yurou knew very well what was inside. This was also the reason why she had asked Xiao Zichen to come back today.

Next to the bag was a photo of Mo Yurou's father. Now, she could only recall her father through the photo.

"Father, you should respect my decision, right? You're the best. I've already guessed the result. It's my fault for being so silly. But don't worry, I won't do it again."

After that, Mo Yurou put away the document and looked at the photos on it. Finally, she threw them all into the documents. No matter how much they had gone overboard, Mo Yurou still loved this man in her heart.

Even if she couldn't get any pity from this man, Mo Yurou couldn't bear to let him have a little stain.

Mo Yurou watched as these photos were shattered little by little. She suddenly smiled.

"Father, I finally understand that love is not a game played by one person."

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