The stunning beauty is spoiled by the fast-wearing bosses

For the sake of her three grandsons, Yang Guihua has been struggling to support her exhausted and collapsing body.

The hardships of time and the pressure of life have made her originally healthy body extremely fragile, but she still endures everything silently.

However, fate did not seem to stop hitting this family.

In the same year that her son passed away, her husband Zhang Jianjun could no longer bear the pain of losing a loved one and eventually followed his son.

Xiaolan dropped out of school after her freshman year in high school and took care of her three nephews at home. Later, she found a temporary job in a factory and never married.

Zhang Aiguo's three children were neglected and the eldest one dropped out of school after junior high school. In order to take care of his seriously ill grandmother, he was busy making money every day. Later, he was defrauded and lost all his money.

Although the second child was a good student, the family was in financial difficulty and they did not want to always take money from their uncles.

He did not take the high school entrance exam, but only went to a technical secondary school. After graduation, he worked in a factory. However, the factory later caught fire and the second son was burned to death.

The third child was even more miserable. He was kidnapped when he was eight years old. However, Zhang Aiguo had no time to look for his son. He only focused on finding Yan Xue.

Yan Xue found out that her son had been abducted to the coal yard and became a miner.

She stared with wide eyes, looking at what was happening before her eyes in disbelief. Her body began to tremble involuntarily and her lips began to tremble uncontrollably.

Tears flowed down her beautiful face like a flood, as if she wanted to pour out all her sorrow and pain.

She could not accept such a cruel fact, which made her heartbroken and heartbroken.

She covered her face in pain and squatted on the ground.

"Host, there are 20 seconds left to clear your memory. Please be prepared."

Yan Xue took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but her body still trembled uncontrollably.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, trying to use the pain to distract herself from the fear and panic in her heart.

She told herself that she must not panic and must stay calm.

"Xiao Guang, I want to use Dreamweaver."

"Yes, host, please compile the dream."

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After five sleepless days of searching for Yan Xue, Zhang Aiguo finally fainted.

Yan Zhe carried Zhang Aiguo back to their yard, put him on the bed, sighed, and went out.

Their family members were still looking for them outside, so he wanted to go out and tell them.

Zhang Aiguo was dazed when he suddenly saw Yan Xue in front of him.

He sat up from the bed as if he had been electrocuted, staring at the person in front of him, fearing that it was just an illusion.

Then he stretched out his arms and hugged Yan Xue tightly in his arms.

"Xue'er, I finally found you...so good...so good..."

His voice trembled with excitement and tears flowed from his eyes like a flood.

Yan Xue had never seen such a tall and mighty man cry so miserably, as if all the pain and grievances in his heart were released at this moment.

She silently stared at the man whom she hadn't seen for a few days. His former high spirits had long since disappeared without a trace, replaced by a sloppy look with a face full of stubble and messy hair.

Tears gradually blurred my vision and quietly slid down my cheeks.

Yan Xue felt a pang of sadness in her heart and gently patted his broad and solid shoulders. Now was not the time to be sad.

"Aiguo, stop crying. There are things I must tell you."

Zhang Aiguo slowly raised his head, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, and responded softly: "Xue'er, talk, I'm listening."

"I... I am actually a fairy from heaven. I came down this time to repay my gratitude. You and I had a fate hundreds of years ago, so I am here by your side now.

But now I have to go back, don't look for me, because you will never find me, but I will be watching you in heaven, you must remember to take good care of the three children, you must take good care of them. "

Zhang Aiguo opened his mouth wide, tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes, and asked in a choked voice, "No, no, Xue'er, can you not leave? I really don't know how to live without you."

Yan Xue lowered her head, tears falling down her cheeks. "You can't go against fate. Remember, take good care of yourself and your three children.

I will be watching you from heaven every day. If you do well, I will come to see you again in 50 years.

If you don’t do this well, I don’t want to see you again.”

Zhang Aiguo quickly assured, "Don't worry, don't worry, I will definitely do a good job. I'm waiting for you here, you must come back."

Yan Xue nodded and said, "I left some things in the warehouse, enough for you and the children to live a good life. Remember these things and leave them for the children."

Zhang Aiguo nodded heavily again and held Yan Xue's hand tightly.

"Aiguo, I'm leaving, take care of yourself."

Zhang Aiguo shook his head desperately and hugged the girl tightly, but the girl suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Aiguo suddenly woke up from his sleep, his body trembled violently, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

He opened his eyes wide, filled with fear and despair, and shouted, "Xue'er, Xue'er, come back..."

Tears slid down his cheeks and dripped onto his clothes on his chest, soaking a large area.

He tried to stand up, but his legs seemed to have lost their strength and he finally fell to the ground.

He held his head tightly with both hands and cried in pain.

"I don't know how to take care of the child. What should I do without you..." He murmured to himself, his heart full of helplessness and self-blame.

Yang Guihua heard the crying in the house, looked at her three older grandsons, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.