official business.

"Don't worry about proportion."

"But before doing anything, your safety must come first."

Yan Manjia didn't want to look directly into Uncle Rong's serious eyes, so she closed her eyes and nodded perfunctorily. At this time, Xiao Shen, who had returned from picking up the car, walked into the company, but this time he was not driving a car from the Wangshi Group.

, Xiao Shen parked the Alfa outside the company. Yan Manjia looked at Wang Xunrong and nodded with a smile, then turned and walked outside the group, looking back at Wang Xunrong.

"About my past."

"It's best to end it with your own hands."

"Everyone is."

Looking at Yan Manjia standing in front of the company, she seems to be in good condition and very calm when talking, but Wang Xunrong is always a little uneasy in his heart. In fact, he has not really settled his own past.

"Xiao Shen, bring her back safely."

"Just take the cigar."

After hearing this, Xiao Shen looked surprised and nodded vigorously, but seeing the worried look in Wang Xunrong's eyes, he looked at the girl in the rearview mirror when he got into the driver's seat, and suddenly felt a trace of panic in his heart.

The car door slowly closed and Yan Manjia looked at the fair-skinned person outside the car. Wang Geyan gradually quickened his pace and watched her leave far away.

Her eyes were filled with reluctance. Yan Manjia didn't want to let go of the past and live only for the present. But looking back at the past was still scenes of unbearable torture. So what was the point of living now? She just wanted to end things with the past as soon as possible.

, so that she can feel at ease in her heart, so that she can go home and live freely.

The car stopped on the roadside heading to the county town. Four majestic men and another person came from the other road. Yan Manjia got out of the car.

Standing in front of Wang Zhihe's three bodyguards, Yan He was no longer wearing shabby clothes, but the neat clothes he once wore in that county town.

Although he is dressed the same as before, he is not only past his prime but has also lost the sense of elegance he had when he was young. The face with one missing eye is so pitiful, but as long as he thinks back to the shadow he caused on the girl,

There will be no more compassion.

Yan He raised his head and blinked one eye. Looking at the beautiful girl with short hair in front of him, he was stunned and felt only a little joy in his heart.

At that time, Yan Manjia did not dare to look into his eyes. Even if she looked into his eyes for a second, she would recall the moment when the knife flew towards her.

At this time, Yan Manjia saw this person again and clearly saw that Yan He was missing a hand and an eye on his face. Her originally cold eyes became downcast.

Although Wang Xunrong told her about his behavior towards him, she felt heartbroken when she saw with her own eyes that the person who once treated her so condescendingly was now disabled.

"Oh, I quite like the way it looks now."

"sorry···."

"I'm really sorry."

Yan Manjia's heart would burst with anger as soon as she heard these three words. She didn't feel that the three words she blurted out could offset the trauma of more than ten years.

"Come again, why do you think these three words are so simple?"

"Will obtain my forgiveness."

"No, no, I know...

"I don't deserve your forgiveness."

Yan He knelt down again. Although he only had one eye, he could still clearly see the regret he had for what he had done to his daughter.

He swallowed and spoke hoarsely.

Yan Manjia looked at Wang Zhi. Wang Zhi understood the look and asked another bodyguard to lift up Yan He who was kneeling on the ground with him.

She didn't want to look at Yan He from such a perspective, and she didn't want to be like her mother, standing there looking up at her bruised self. She had remembered it hard and didn't want to think about it again.

"You regret it now, don't you?"

Yan He looked at the girl's tearless but sad eyes, but Yan He looked sad and did not respond.

Yan Manjia closed her eyes tightly, recalling every detail of her childhood, clenching her fists, and exerting force on her face.

Wang Zhi, who was watching this scene, shed tears. He blamed himself. He thought it was his irresponsibility that caused the girl to go through such torture.

In the past, he followed Wang Xunrong's arrangement and took a few people to stay with the girl, but he was not reconciled to why other colleagues were able to work hard in the group while he was living a boring life in this small county town. At that time,

He was very dissatisfied with the girl, so he didn't ask anyone to watch over the girl at all times, and he didn't care about her situation at home. He just saw that she was going to and from school safely and felt that she was safe enough.

The same was true when reporting to Wang Xunrong.

"You regret yourself because..."

"You know that I am actually your flesh and blood."

"Then...if I wasn't...

"You won't feel any regret at all."

Yan Manjia said these words with her eyes closed, but Yan He's expression did not change at all. Then she opened her eyes and said what really made Yan He's heart hurt.

"If I were really just someone else."

"And to suffer through all this, I would feel pathetic."

"But I am your biological daughter!"

"It can make you live in regret for the rest of your life."

"It's not pitiful."

Yan Manjia roared, her cheeks flushed, and the long-hidden grievance in her heart was finally released. She turned around and sat back in the nanny car. Yan He looked at the girl's desolate back, recalling that she felt extremely guilty but could not express it.

.

Wang Zhi asked the other two bodyguards to guard Yan He and sit at the back, while he sat in the passenger seat.

Wang Zhi saw Yan Manjia's expression through the rearview mirror and felt very uncomfortable.

She looked out the window at the trees and green mountains passing by, and the sunlight once again shone on her cheeks. Her cheeks were as white and flawless as ever, and the pupils in the curved eyelashes were dark and bright. She was not so much the timid and cowardly girl she once was.

There is no trace, it would be better to say that the girl she once was has grown up.

Her eyes used to be filled with fear and timidity, but now that she has experienced a lot, she has looked down upon worldly things, and her eyes are filled with a sense of endless stories.

The car window moved down silently. She stuck her head out and the sun shone on her cheeks. She slowly closed her eyes and felt the gentleness of the sun. The breeze rustled her hair, skipping her soft chin and sliding across the bridge of her nose.

, a rustling sound passed by her ears, she pursed her lips slightly and trembled, and couldn't help but wonder if she would have been different if she had been more courageous.

But when I think about all my experiences and see the garbage appearing on the ground at regular intervals, an intriguing smile appears on that little face.

If she went back to the past, she would still experience this experience. After all, she was just a defenseless girl, how could she be worth the humanity in the world.
Chapter completed!