Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

If it weren't for the fact that her hand holding the cane was shaking from holding it too tightly.

Veins bulged on the pale back of his hand.

She tilted her cheek, as if listening to his sobs of endless regret and remorse, and as if she couldn't bear his current pain.

"Wanzhou, I don't dare ask you to forgive me, even though I dream of being with you again."

Zhong Zeshan finally calmed down.

His voice was hoarse. Facing her seemingly calm appearance, he recalled the past, even though his heart ached as if it was about to be torn apart.

He still didn't want to embarrass her, so he just said softly, "But I will support your choice. Wanzhou, we're not young anymore... I just hope you can be happy now."

Zheng Wanzhou responded to him with another long silence.

Zhong Zeshan didn't seem disappointed either, and continued to confide his thoughts: "I sold my shares to Zhong Dingguo for a large sum of money. Wanzhou, I hope you can accept this money as my compensation."

"Now I'm not afraid of anyone trying to harm you. I hope you can live a more convenient life. Just think of it as dividing our property after our divorce."

His eyes were fixed on her, unwilling to move away, not even willing to blink.

The strong emotions made the onlookers want to cry.

However, he tried his best to maintain an upward tone and continued, "Didn't you want to have a big dog and plant flowers in the garden behind the house? With this money, you can do what you want. If you find me annoying, I won't bother you..."

"Zeshan."

Zheng Wanzhou opened her red lips and called him again.

She raised her head slightly, and even though she knew that her eyes were damaged by the fire and she could no longer see, Zhong Zeshan still had the illusion that he was being watched.

This made his throat clog, and the emotions that he had finally managed to calm down suddenly flooded over like a tsunami.

The psychological defenses he had just built collapsed completely, his hands were shaking, and a wail came from his throat.

Tears fell in strings.

He covered his eyes and replied after a while: "I'm here."

"I heard you say just now that Zhong Dingguo and Lin Rou were arrested?"

Zheng Wanzhou's voice is actually not that nice.

The fire took away her daughter, her happy life, her light, and her beautiful voice.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and her tone was filled with tenderness that came from deep within her bones.

Instead, people ignored her voice and just listened to her rambling: "When will the sentencing be? I want to see their end with my own eyes."

Zhong Zeshan was shaking all over.

He didn't expect that she could discuss things with him in such a calm manner.

This made him feel sad and bitter, but he couldn't help but feel a little lucky.

"Okay, okay!" He agreed hurriedly and whispered, "I'll pick you up when the time comes, and we'll go together."

"Ah."

Zheng Wanzhou responded and fell silent again.

She hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time and didn't know how to organize her words.

Fortunately, the person in front of her had enough patience. Even if he didn't say anything, he would feel satisfied just by looking at her.

"After the fire, I took my anger out on you. It was my fault. Zeshan, it was Zhong Dingguo and Lin Rou who harmed people. You did nothing wrong."

Zheng Wanzhou spoke again, apologizing for what happened over a decade ago: "You were in pain back then, too. I rubbed salt into your wounds and stabbed a knife into your heart. It was my fault."

She was also very young at that time. She lost Zhong Muzhou and was burned to pieces.

After her mental breakdown, she took out all her negative emotions on him. She was even filled with hatred and regretted marrying him.

Now that I think about it, he was also a victim.

She just took advantage of the fact that he was the closest person to her and was able to lose her temper without restraint.

"No, you never need to apologize to me."

Zhong Zeshan's voice was shaking, and his eyes were red as he said, "It's my fault. I knew they had evil intentions, but I still didn't protect you."

"They are the ones who are crazy and don't blame you."

After years of settling down, her former madness has been mellowed and her tone has become tolerant.

This time, she was silent for a longer time, and it was only after a while that she raised her hand to pinch the brim of her hat.

"After the fire, you took care of me at my bedside for a long time. You should know my condition."

Her finger bones were turning white, but she still slowly took off her hat and said softly, "More than a decade has passed. I don't know if I'm uglier now. Zeshan, I'm disfigured. I'm no longer the beautiful Zheng Wanzhou."

As the hat was taken off, her face was finally fully revealed.

scary.

The skin on his face was mottled and twisted, the ruggedness left by being licked by fire.

Over the years, it is not just Zhong Zeshan who has been torturing himself.

She also had a face that looked like a ghost, immersed in pain, and tortured herself to atone for her sins.

She was not a qualified mother, so she failed to protect Mu Zhou.

She was still so small, a soft ball, so cute and beautiful, and so well-behaved.

When she is only one month old, she will purse her lips and smile sweetly when she sees her.