even more ridiculous is that she was the last person to know.He, Leng Yechen, would not stop for love or family ties, nor did he have time to accompany her in excessive grief and anger.At the same ti...“……” Tong Yimo continued to stay silent.

Lianhua's eyes were fixed ahead, her hands gripping the steering wheel as she continued, "He used to be so stubborn and wouldn't give up for anyone. But now, he chose to let go for you. Maybe it's because after losing something, you learn to cherish it more. But perhaps it's also because he's willing to change himself for you."

The implication is that he also hopes she, Tong Yimò, is willing to change herself for Leng Yèchen.

Two people in love, when they rub against each other, it's either about tolerance or changing themselves for each other.

Lian Huasheng hoped Tong Yimo would understand.

After a long while, Tong Yimò suddenly spoke: "Thank you."

Lian Hua subconsciously glanced at Tong Yimo, a slight curl playing on his lips.

For the wedding arrangements, Leng Yechen was meticulous. He came up with several wedding planning proposals and had them sent to Lian Huasheng, who then passed them on to Tong Yimo for her selection.

Tong Yimo finally chose the "beach wedding" planning case.

Even the wedding dresses designed and made by designers were brought to her for selection.

Actually, Leng Yechen had prepared all these things a long time ago, he just didn't have the opportunity to show them. Now, this timing couldn't be better.

One week later, the wedding was held as scheduled.

Tong Yimo sat in the bridal chamber Lian Huasheng had arranged for her, waiting for the makeup artist to come and apply her wedding makeup.

The makeup artist arrived and two women, as soon as they walked in, started opening their makeup boxes and getting busy.

Just when Tong Yimo relaxed her guard, one of the women suddenly covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief. Before Tong Yimo could even struggle, she fainted.

Subsequently, the woman made a phone call to someone outside, saying that she had misplaced her eyebrow pencil and needed her assistant to bring it over.

About ten minutes later, a woman wearing a mask came into the room.

When the woman took off her mask, she revealed a face that was exactly like Tong Yimo's.

Su Manxue snapped her fingers, and the other two women immediately hid Tong Yimo inside a trunk where wedding dresses were stored.

Then, the two women began to meticulously apply makeup on Su Manxue's face, preparing her for the wedding.

Upon learning from Leng Zhujing that Tong Yimo and Leng Yeshen would be holding a formal wedding ceremony today to make amends with the public, Su Manxue hatched this plan in her heart.

A week ago, Leng Yechen was busy preparing for the wedding, secretly working on how to swap brides.

Just coincidentally, Leng Zhucheng's nominal wife Ji Siyan didn't intend to let her go. She handed Tong Yimo over to Ji Siyan, letting her torment Tong Yimo thoroughly.

So, when Tong Yimo woke up, the person she saw was none other than Ji Siyan, who hated Su Manxue to her core.

Ji Siyan was sitting in the wooden chair opposite her, still twirling a fruit knife in her hand.

Tong Yimo had a vague impression of this woman, feeling like she knew her but also not knowing her.

She remembered some things from the past, but also forgot some things from the past.

But a woman's intuition told her that the woman before her was connected to Leng Zhuxiang.

Su Manxue, why don't you just stick to being a movie star, filming your movies and acting in your plays Why do you have to tempt my Ajing "Ji Siyan's eyes were red, her voice laced with a sinister tone.

Tong Yimò looked around. Judging from the structure of the house, this should be the basement of a Western-style villa.

Her hands and feet were tied to the chair, and her mouth was covered with a piece of tape-like material.

He was unable to speak or move, only able to watch helplessly as Ji Siyan brandished a knife in front of him.

"You seduced Ajing, and that's bad enough. Why did you also get pregnant with his child What are you trying to do Give birth to a child to compete with me" Ji Siyan asked with gritted teeth.

Tong Yimò wasn't in the mood to listen to her rambling at all. She kept rubbing her hands against the back of her chair, trying to break free, her mind solely focused on how to escape this place.

"Why don't I destroy this face of yours that looks exactly like Tong Yimo, and let Ajing see what significance you hold for him" Ji Siyan suddenly turned ferocious.

Just as she raised the knife, ready to slash at Tong Yimo's face, suddenly there was a loud "bang" as the wooden door on that side was kicked open and slammed against the wall.

"Ayan, stop!" Leng Zhujian rushed over and hugged Ji Siyan from behind, taking the knife out of her hand.

Ji Siyan immediately grabbed Leng Zhjing's collar and started punching and kicking him: "You heartless wretch, why are you treating me like this What have I ever done wrong to you I've given so much for you! Why do you still keep Su Manxue And let her carry your child What you're doing is an insult to both me and Xiang Xuan!"

"Even if I'm sorry to you, you don't have to do something that would land you in jail for me!" Leng Zhujing rebuked Ji Siyan.

If he hadn't noticed her unusual quietness these past few days, he wouldn't have expected her to hire someone to kidnap Su Manxue.

15411/41881856

.calmly. 。Hearing this, Luoyi immediately became restless and agitated with little murmurs. 。When the Eighth Lord saw that she seemed to have something to say, he reached out and tore the adhesive tape...