Jiang Nanxi quickly grabbed Zheng Shaohuai's hand and said softly: "Calm down, there are miracles in this world. Maybe the truth you know is not the truth. So, give her a chance to explain and let her prove her

It’s Mo Dandan, okay?”

Under Jiang Nanxi's comfort, Zheng Shaohuai's mood calmed down again.

But the momentum of the eldest young master of the Zheng family did not diminish at all. He said coldly to Mo Weiwei: "Don't try to fool me, otherwise you will die miserably!"

Under his strong momentum, Xia Ruchu had already hid far away, but Mo Weiwei did not have any fear and instead took a step towards Zheng Shaohuai.

She sobbed and said, "Brother Shaohuai, I didn't die. I was saved. I wanted revenge, so I disguised myself."

As she spoke, she began to peel something off her face.

Soon, under everyone's surprised gaze, she peeled off a layer of film from her forehead and left face, and peeled off a soft prosthesis from the bridge of her nose and chin.

Under the public gaze, her face changed. From a slightly round face to a delicate oval face, she looked completely different from the previous one.

In particular, she peeled off a layer of film from her left face, revealing ugly scars underneath, which should be traces of burns.

Jiang Nanxi was a little shocked.

When I first met Mo Weiwei, I felt that her face was unnatural, and I thought it was plastic surgery, but I didn't expect that it was actually an artificial disguise.

She raised a plain face with scars, looked at Zheng Shaohuai, and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Shaohuai, do you still remember me?"

Zheng Shaohuai felt his head buzzing, and in an instant, all the memories came back to life in his mind.

He had just told Xia Ruchu how he and the girl fell in love, but he had forgotten her face. She was just a vague shadow in his memory.

Now, everything becomes clear.

It's her, the girl he loves so much!

"Dandan..."

Zheng Shaohuai yelled, rushed forward, held Mo Weiwei, oh no, should be called Mo Dandan, tightly in his arms, and cried loudly.

"Brother Shaohuai..."

Mo Dandan cried even harder.

She thought she would never see Zheng Shaohuai again in this life!

Jiang Nanxi stepped aside and let the two of them cry happily.

She saw Xia Ruchu's red eyes on the side, looking straight at the two people hugging each other, and sighed and said: "Miss Xia, I guess you and Mr. Zheng are completely out of luck!"

Xia Ruchu clenched her fists, pursed her lips tightly, and said nothing.

Before that, she had thought that if Zheng Shaohuai was really well and he still refused to let her go, she could still try with him.

In fact, she was unwilling to admit that she had lost to a dead man, and she did not want to admit that Zheng Shaohuai had never truly loved her.

Now it seems that all her unwillingness is also a joke.

At this time, the two people stopped crying, and Zheng Shaohuai wiped Mo Dandan's tears tenderly. There was tenderness in his eyebrows, which was so thick that it seemed to overflow.

His voice is also gentle, like strings being carefully plucked, fearing to disturb the one he loves.

"Dandan, be good, stop crying, tell me, what happened to you? How did you survive?"

Mo Dandan lifted up her skirt and showed him her thighs, which were also covered with ugly burn scars, which made Zheng Shaohuai's eyes tighten.

She sobbed and said: "The day before our wedding, I was knocked unconscious by my uncle and aunt. When I woke up, I realized that they had given me to an old man.

I refused to obey, so I set fire to the house and ran out in the chaos. Because I was injured, I passed out on the roadside.

When I woke up, I realized that I had been rescued by an old couple. It took me three months to recover from my injuries, but the scars on my face could not be removed.

That old couple were decorators, and they taught me how to modify my face and make disguises..."


Chapter completed!