Having been reborn, why would he be afraid of Mr. Gu, who still has a white moonlight?

Song Wanwan looked up and, upon recognizing the people who had come, smiled and softly asked, "Uncle Zhao, Aunt Wang, when did you return to China? Are you staying here too?"

Aunt Wang Yuemei was a colleague of Song Wanwan's mother, Shen Yu, at Peking University. She was much older than Shen Yu, but the two had a good relationship.

Aunt Wang's son went abroad to study and married a foreign woman. When her eldest grandson was born, Aunt Wang had not yet retired. After her youngest granddaughter was born, Aunt Wang retired and went abroad with Uncle Zhao. Many years have passed, and I never expected to see the two of them now.

Aunt Wang was also very happy to see Song Wanwan and said with a smile, "We just came back last month. Ayan, oh, that's your Brother Chen's son. He wants to come back to China to go to university, so your Uncle Zhao and I came back together."

Then, puzzled, she asked, "Wanwan, where are you? I heard you got married, didn't you? Why are you back?"

Song Wanwan was taken aback for a moment, then said awkwardly, "I'm helping my supervisor with student research projects at Peking University, so it's more convenient for me to stay here."

Aunt Wang didn't delve into it further and said with a sudden realization, "Didn't you come back a few days ago? I was saying there was some noise downstairs, and your Uncle Zhao even said it might be a burglar."

Song Wanwan smiled and said, "Yes, I'm back to clean the house and buy some things."

Uncle Zhao tugged at Aunt Wang's sleeve, pointed to his watch, and said, "If we don't leave now, we'll be late. Wanwan is back here, so we'll have plenty of time to chat upstairs and downstairs."

Aunt Wang said apologetically, "Wanwan, come over for dinner another day. Your Uncle Zhao and I have some things to take care of first."

Song Wanwan asked, "Aunt Wang, do you need me to give you a ride? My car is parked here."

Aunt Wang quickly waved her hand and said, "No need, we're just going to Peking University, it's just a short walk."

"Okay, take it easy."

As Shen Yunqing watched the two leave, she whispered, "They could be your grandmother, and you still call them 'auntie'."

Song Wanwan rolled her eyes at him, "I followed my mother's lead. Aunt Wang and my mother have a pretty good relationship."

Shen Yunqing then asked, "Are her grandsons already in college? Are they that big already?"

Song Wanwan thought for a moment and said, "I've never seen him. He should be 18 by the time he goes to university. Anyway, Aunt Wang's son got married quite early. I heard he got married right after graduating from university. Early marriage and early childbirth, I guess."

The two went up and down the stairs twice and finally carried all their luggage upstairs. After resting for a while, Song Wanwan began to unpack.

Shen Yunqing checked the windows and then the door lock, saying, "I'll have someone install surveillance cameras for you, just to be safe. I'll also change the lock to a combination lock so you can come home even if you forget your keys."

Song Wanwan buried herself in packing her luggage and replied, "Okay, you can arrange for someone to take care of it this afternoon. I'll go to the villa on the hillside to clean up some things and bring over some usable items."

Shen Yunqing asked worriedly, "Do you want me to go with you?"

Song Wanwan refused, saying, "No need, you stay here and help me change the locks and install surveillance cameras."

After Song Wanwan finished packing her things, she drove to the villa on the hillside.

Aunt Liu was already watering the flowers in the yard. As soon as Song Wanwan parked her car, Aunt Liu put down the watering can and came over.

"Aunt Liu, have you packed up all of Gu Tingzhou's things?"

Aunt Liu replied cautiously, "The young master has too many books in his study. He gave me a list, and I've already organized all the books on the list. He said the rest are for you to handle."

"He said you bought all the clothes, and he wants you to take a look at how to deal with them."

Song Wanwan entered the house and looked at the place where she had lived for almost a year. She had carefully decorated many parts of it, but at this moment, it all seemed superfluous.

Especially the wedding photos hanging on the wall. Gu Tingzhou was unwilling to take them when he got married, using his busy work schedule as an excuse.

The two people in this photo took their wedding photos alone. Gu Tingzhou's photo was photoshopped in. You can only say that the person who edited the photo is really skilled; it looks almost like a photo taken by themselves.

Song Wanwan grew angrier the more she looked at the picture frame, so she grabbed a golf club and smashed it down.

She smashed it hard, as if venting her anger, and with each shattering sound, her mood became clearer and clearer.

This marriage is finally over, and I will never again be so persistent in a long wait.

In this waiting, some people will never see the light of day, and others will eventually drift away.

As she smashed the glass, she suddenly lost control and collapsed to the ground, covering her eyes, tears streaming through her fingers.

She looked up and surveyed the room. Everywhere in the house were images of her waiting for Gu Tingzhou—standing, sitting, watching from afar, looking forlorn.

She gave a bitter laugh, tears streaming down her face, beautiful yet broken.

Song Wanwan, you are free! You are finally free! You no longer have to be confined to this empty shell of a house.

She then cleaned out all the photos of the two of them from the room and smashed them with a golf club.

She was still not satisfied, so she took all the clothes she had bought for Gu Tingzhou and threw them away.

All the things she painstakingly made to please Gu Tingzhou, including the flowers she cultivated, were smashed to pieces by Song Wanwan with a golf club.

They cleaned out everything in the villa that belonged to Gu Tingzhou, except for the books.

Looking at the mess and ruins all over the ground, Song Wanwan felt much better.

Aunt Liu stood by and watched Song Wanwan vent her anger. She knew the bitterness in Song Wanwan's heart, but she didn't say anything or step forward to stop her.

After she finished venting, Song Wanwan packed some of her belongings and drove back to the Peking University faculty residential area.

Aunt Liu then began tidying up the villa one item at a time, sighing as she did so, "What a pity."

I wonder if she regrets the things that Song Wanwan broke, or their marriage?

It's a real shame!

When Song Wanwan drove back, she encountered Aunt Wang and Uncle Zhao returning home, followed by a tall and slender mixed-race young man.

He was over 1.8 meters tall, with deep brown eyes, a particularly high nose bridge, and slightly curly black hair.

His skin had a healthy wheat color and a captivating glow. His perfect proportions made Song Wanwan glance at him a few more times.

His features are a perfect combination, possessing both the gentleness of Easterners and the three-dimensionality of Westerners.

Although his face still retained a youthful innocence, he was stunning at first glance.

It was only then that Song Wanwan realized that she was also a person who valued good looks, and that there really were good-looking people besides Gu Tingzhou.

The mixed-race young man in front of me is very eye-catching, mainly because he is young and exudes youthful vigor.

Song Wanwan got out of the car, smiled and nodded, "Aunt Wang, Uncle Zhao, you're back now!"

Aunt Wang said with a smile, "Yes, Wanwan, you went out for a while."

After saying that, she pulled over the handsome mixed-race boy next to her and said, "Wanwan, this is your brother Chen's eldest son, Zhao Jingyan, whose English name is Danny."

"Ah Yan, quickly call her little aunt."

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