The Rich Lady, She Tore Up the Script of White Moonlight

A heavy rain in the middle of the night, accompanied by the whistling wind, shattered the dream in a room.

Early in the morning the next day, the rain stopped, and the window was green like drops, accompanied by the rising sun, indicating that today is a good weather.

Yan Xi was standing on the terrace, the early spring wind was still chilling, but she was wearing a thin hospital gown, her expression stunned.

The nurse who was taking care of her pushed the door open and saw the situation, she was a little nervous, "Miss Yan, come back quickly, but don't catch a cold."

Persuading Yan Xi to go back to the room, the nurse handed over the medicine in the tray. Yan Xi didn't even look at it, she swallowed it all without frowning.

The nurse looked at the red spots on the girl's face - an adverse reaction to the new drug, not only a rash but also severe joint pain.

In fact, during the three years that Yan Xi was sick and hospitalized, she had successively developed symptoms such as persistent fever, infection, vision loss, and severe headache, but the little girl was stunned and refused to cry out in pain.

The nurse was very worried: "Mr. Xi said that he will come to pick you up this morning. You must take care of yourself these days."

After being ill for three years, Yan Xi's physical data has improved, and she can finally be discharged from the hospital.

Yan Xi politely thanked the nurse, but the expression on her face was calm and calm.

She knew that the nurse was happy for her, but is today really a day to be happy?

Yan Xi waited until the afternoon for a notification from the nurse: her father, Xi Jingxing, had a traffic accident on the road today and could not come.

When the nurse said this, her expression was a little unbearable, she felt that the little girl must be very disappointed, and even took the initiative to comfort Yan Xi, Xi Jingxing would definitely come tomorrow.

Yan Xi thought for a while: "Can I be discharged by myself? I'm an adult."

In fact, after today, she has turned eighteen years old.

The nurse was stunned for a moment, but even so, she didn't dare to let go: "I'll help you to ask the doctor."

When she walked away, Yan Xi made a call that she hadn't called for a long time: "Uncle, I want to go home, can you arrange for someone to pick me up?"

There was a frantic voice on the other end of the phone, followed by Yan Yunzhi's ecstatic voice: "Yes, of course!"

Even if Yan Yunzhi was not in the country, half an hour later, the car sent by the Yan family stopped downstairs.

Yan Xi sat in the car, looking at the street scene that was going backwards all the way, with a dazed expression on her face.

After being hospitalized for three years, she left the hospital for the first time and returned to this noisy and lively world, as if every breath in the air had a taste of freedom.

She couldn't help but think of the dream she had last night. The feeling of weightlessness in the dream of falling from the building seemed to have existed before, so she couldn't help but hug her arms.

——Anyone who dreams of being framed by a loved one and forced to jump off a building to his death once, can’t be without trouble, right?

In the past week, Yan Xi had had the same dream countless times and jumped countless times.

In the dream, the world she lives in is a novel of a stand-in counter-attack.

She is the sickly Bai Yueguang, and she is also a vicious supporting actress.

The protagonist of the novel, Chen Xiangxiang, is a village girl who came out of a poor mountainous area. Because she looks very similar to her, she was adopted by her father, Xi Jingxing, as her substitute.

Those who are secretly in love with her are also unable to get it because of their requests. They are deeply in love with Chen Xiangxiang while taking advantage of them. They are gradually attracted by Chen Xiangxiang's gentleness, kindness, and self-improvement.

Correspondingly, Yan Xi, an amazing and talented young lady, has become a control group, exposing her inner ugliness and completely falling into the dust.

In the end, she was ruined by the design of her former admirer, and jumped directly from the twenty-eighth-floor high-rise building.

...

This plot was poisonous, and Yan Xi didn't believe it for a while.

However, Xi Jingxing's absence today was like a slap in the face.

She couldn't passively wait for Xi Jingxing to come pick her up like in her dream, so she contacted Yan Yunzhi.

She was going home to see what was going on.

——

Three hours later, the car arrived at a villa area.

The lanterns in the courtyard of my villa were specially decorated.

Yan Xi was silent for a moment, then stepped forward and pressed the fingerprint lock on the door of the lower courtyard, but the voice prompt was not registered.

Yan Xi looked at the fingerprint lock, and it was indeed the one that he had remodeled back then. The performance can be said to be superb, and there will never be any program failures.

She tried to enter the password - but was also prompted that the password was incorrect.

Meanwhile, in a three-storey villa.

Holding a red wine glass, Huo Ziang leaned on the terrace on the second floor and looked coldly at the sneaky figure downstairs.

He beckoned to the servant: "Go and send the girl downstairs and warn her that this is not a place for her to come."

His face was not good, and even Fu Yuhuai, who was following him, was a little frightened, and whispered to the servant.

"It's estimated that it was a female companion who didn't know the rules. Just let them leave. Don't be too embarrassing for the little girl."

When the servant went out, he turned around and looked at Huo Ziang with a smile, "Okay, Master Huo, don't be angry, I know you're nervous and don't want those uneducated people to join her birthday party... …”

——

Yan Xi lowered her eyes, pondered for a moment, and suddenly took out a special key from her small bag and opened the door violently.

Fortunately, she made an extra key back then and kept it with her, otherwise she wouldn't be able to enter the house today.

When the servant rushed over, he happened to see Yan Xi walking through the courtyard and walking straight towards the gate.

Busily scolded: "Who are you, who let you in, get out!"

As he quickly walked to Yan Xi's side, he reminded in a low voice, "Miss, don't look at the occasion today! Don't make those young masters angry, hurry up..."

Yan Xi ignored him and instead looked at the flower wall in the yard with the words "happy brithday" on it, apparently celebrating her birthday.

The center surrounded by flowers is a big incense character.

"Who is the banquet for today?" she asked the servant.

Maid: "Who else, of course, is Miss Xiangxiang! No, why am I telling you this..."

Yan Xi stared at the incense for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the door.

The door was slammed open, and a boy with a big back came out, frowning and complaining: "Why are all cats and dogs in?"

Yan Xi said lightly, "This is my house."

She didn't know this person at all, so she wanted to ask why he was here.

Dabeitou was about to say a few words when he suddenly saw Yan Xi's face.

Although he was wearing a mask, his exposed forehead was smooth and full, with willow-leaf eyebrows and almond eyes, long eyelashes, pitch black and thick like crow feathers, which made his eyes dark as ink.

- It's unbelievably beautiful.

Dabeitou always felt that these eyebrows were familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere, but his eyes fell on Yan Xi's face, and he couldn't help but be interested in the part covered by the mask.

He raised his hand and wanted to take off the mask: "You come to someone else's house, wearing a mask is not a good thing..."