Mr. Li, please stop abusing me. My wife is getting engaged.

"Only you," Li Zeyi's voice was hoarse and somewhat powerless. He sat on the sofa and said affectionately, "You are the only one I want."

"I have nothing to do with Mu Wanqing, Wang Mingzhu, or even other women, and I have never done anything inappropriate..."

Li Zeyi looked at her and explained weakly that he really couldn't stand her contempt and disgust towards him, it was like a sharp needle, piercing his heart fiercely.

Su Jinyan stopped moving and stood there in a daze. Her cold voice sounded again: "Li Zeyi, do you think I would believe you? I saw through your character five years ago. You and Mu Wanqing..."

"Spend a night together?" A self-deprecating smile flashed across Li Zeyi's eyes: "I deliberately let you see that. Nothing happened between her and me."

Li Zeyi regretted his decision. In order to end their thoughts and make her agree to be engaged to Xiao Muyang, he deliberately let Mu Wanqing stay overnight in front of Su Jinyan...

"You deliberately let me see it so that I would give up on you?" Su Jinyan said coldly: "Congratulations, you got what you wanted..."

Li Zeyi looked at her cold appearance and felt a lump in his throat.

Su Jinyan frowned, her pupils constricted, her hands clenched into fists, and a pain spread through her heart.

She suppressed her depression and said jokingly, "Boss Li tried his best to match me up with Xiao Muyang, and spared no expense. But now he keeps pestering me and even kisses me. Is he planning to desecrate his own sister-in-law? Can he be worthy of Xiao Muyang..."

"Don't mention Xiao Muyang to me." Li Zeyi's jaw was clenched, his teeth were clenched, his hands were clenched into fists, and he interrupted her forcefully, obviously furious.

He struggled to stand up and tried to walk towards Su Jinyan.

His legs felt weak, his eyelids became heavier, and he fell back onto the sofa. The last thing he saw was Su Jinyan's cold eyes.

Su Jinyan looked at the fallen Li Zeyi, with a wound at the corner of his mouth and a thin scab on the scratches on his face. There were dense needle holes on the back of his hand hanging at his side. He was covered in wounds, looking so weak and pitiful.

Su Jinyan glanced at him coldly and went back to her room.

Snowflakes were floating outside the window, dyeing the ground white. Su Jinyan took the quilt, threw it on Li Zeyi, and completely ignored him.

Su Jinyan rubbed her temples and sobered up completely. She took out the password book from her bag, sat in front of the window, and carefully stroked the cover.

Su Jinyan entered her birthday, but it was not right. She then recalled the numbers her mother Su Xin'ai usually entered, 1228, and the lock opened.

The snow outside the window was falling heavily, bending the branches. Su Jinyan felt heavy in her heart.

She couldn't wait to finish flipping through the entire notebook. There was not much content and each article was short. Sometimes she would write it down for several days, and sometimes she would write it down only once every few months.

Su Jinyan saw several names from these words: Ding Jingpeng, Li Yunjue, and another unknown person.

Su Jinyan learned a few things from these vague and confusing words: Ding Jingpeng was not her father, but was found by her mother to arrange the marriage.

Li Yunjue has a strong emotional entanglement with his mother

There was another one who just walked away.

Who is he and what is his relationship with my mother?

My mother's words clearly revealed a strong desire to survive. She was ready to return to Suzhou to seek treatment from my grandfather. Why could she not bear the pain and swallowed an overdose of medicine?

Su Jinyan felt a chill in her heart, thinking that there was too much information hidden here that she didn't know.

She was indeed not Ding Jingpeng's child. No wonder he treated her so coldly after her mother left. She had placed hope in her heart, expecting him to treat her as before, but she found that it was just wishful thinking.

At this moment she felt relieved. He shouldn't have loved her. She was not his father and shouldn't have such hope.

So whose child is she?

Li Yunjue? A familiar name. Li Zeyi's father?

Su Jinyan only felt as if a bolt of thunder had struck her brain, exploding it. What was her relationship with Li Zeyi?

Su Jinyan put her hands into her hair and grabbed it tightly. Her hands trembled uncontrollably and she was in a state of confusion.

No, it couldn't be what she thought.

Su Jinyan hurriedly took out her cell phone and made a call without caring that it was still early in the morning.

The moment the call was connected, Su Jinyan's voice trembled uncontrollably, and she asked almost immediately after picking up the phone: "Auntie Wu, how much do you know about my mother's past? Whose child am I?"

"Miss, when I came to Miss Su's house as a nanny, Miss Su had already married Mr. Ding. Miss Su never mentioned anything about her past."

"It was only after Miss Su left that I discovered the truth when I continued to work as a nanny in Mr. Ding's home. I knew that Miss Su was not Mr. Ding's biological daughter." Aunt Wu explained patiently.

"Mr. Ding dotes on Miss Mingzhu very much. Miss Mingzhu is not your stepmother's daughter. She is the biological daughter of Xu Jiao and Mr. Ding."

"So Wang Mingzhu should have been Ding Mingzhu." Su Jinyan said self-deprecatingly.

"Miss, I am just speculating on these things. You have to verify them yourself. I am old and have returned to my hometown. I can't be of any help to you. Miss, you have to be at ease and live a good and happy life." Auntie Wu's tone was full of heartache.

Su Jinyan hung up the phone in a daze. The snow was still falling outside the window. Su Jinyan huddled up and buried her head in her arms, feeling the cold coming over her.

When Li Zeyi woke up, the snow outside was shining through the window like unpolished jade. He stood up and walked towards Su Jinyan's room angrily.

Su Jinyan sat on the bed, buried her head in her knees, curled up into a small ball, her back looking thin and weak.

Li Zeyi looked at her like this, feeling surprised. The anger in his eyes faded, and he softened his voice and asked nervously and worriedly, "Su Jinyan, what's wrong with you? Why don't you lie down and sleep?"

Hearing this, Su Jinyan just raised her eyelids and said calmly, "Li Zeyi, you're awake. Leave now and don't come here again."

She was about to draw a line between them again. The anger that Li Zeyi had just let go immediately rose up. He took out a brocade box from his arms, and the sparkling purple diamond necklace swayed in his palm.

Su Jinyan's eyes stayed on the necklace for a moment, then she turned her head away.

"Do you like it?" Li Zeyi shook the necklace in his hand, staring at Su Jinyan without blinking.

"I don't like it." Su Jinyan said casually without even looking at the necklace.

"You're lying." Li Zeyi gritted his teeth, opened the window, and threw the necklace in his hand out.

The biting cold air forced in through the window. Su Jinyan only saw a parabola passing by the window, and then a few ripples appeared in the open-air swimming pool behind the villa.

Su Jinyan ran to the window from the bed, looked at the swimming pool outside the window, and said angrily: "You threw it away?"

"Don't you dislike it?" Li Zeyi said casually, with an evil smile on his lips, staring at her with a serious look.