The street lamps were dim, and the mottled spots of light under the shadows of the trees were like broken hearts.
On the outskirts of the city, there was a dilapidated house made of bricks and tiles that was particularly eye-catching. As the light core moved through the house, it reflected a beautiful twenty-year-old woman.
Her face was as delicate as water, and her eyes were filled with love. Because she was breast-feeding a child, her chest was faintly covered with shyness. Her skin melted with a snap of her fingers, and a rose-like flower appeared on her face.
A gentle breeze blew past, and she heard the sound of sparse footsteps in the direction of the room.
It was getting closer and closer.
A graceful man stepped in, his face full of guilt.
This man was the child's father, Ximen Dao, the deputy director of Taiwan's largest real estate sales company, Wen Shengye.
"Yiqi!" The man called out the woman's name.
The young woman was startled, and her eyes were filled with anger.
Get lost."
She seemed to have an irreconcilable hatred for the man in front of her, and all of this went back to two years ago.
He Yiqi was 18 years old that year and was studying at Fu Jen University in Taiwan.
She had a graceful figure of 1.7 meters, long hair, and hazy eyes that were like flowing water.
She was really beautiful, so beautiful that other women actually felt inferior.
Every time she smiled gently, it was completely natural and slightly noble.
All the male students in school wanted to be friends with her. Ximen Dao, who was the manager of the Wen Corporation's Shengye Department, also found out about this girl and started pursuing her.
Ximen Dao was twenty-eight years old. Because of his handsome face, he managed to cheat the chairman of the Wen Corporation, Wen Hua, into giving him an important position. Before he was thirty, he was already in a luxury car and a luxurious house. He looked calm and handsome. He was tired of playing with too many women, but he was not willing to be dissolute.
In the corridor of Furen High School, the cedar leaves were covered with snowflakes, and under the scarves and hats, couples were still strolling.
A Lincoln limousine was waiting on the road that He Yiqi had to pass through after school.
On a snowy winter day, Ximen Dao kissed her under the branches of the tree.
After that, they started dating.
Step by step, in front of the huge temptation, He Yiqi could not escape and became his woman.
He Yiqi could fantasize and enjoy the happiness of the future, and he could also indulge himself in the world of the future.
As she smiled, her heart warmed. She just wanted to live a simple life with Ximen Dao. She did not lack money. She had rich and powerful parents. However, when she only asked Ximen Dao this way, it became a false desire.
Yi Qi was still very happy with the time they spent together. As long as she could still look at his face and kiss his forehead, she would be satisfied.
The days passed and came again. When Ximen Dao found out that Yiqi was pregnant, he left and never came back to look for her.
Yi Qi was very sad. She went to look for Ximen Dao, but Ximen Dao was already married to Wen Hua, who was almost forty years old. They even had a daughter.
Resentment? It was a spider's web, growing longer and longer.
Looking up at the sky with the black agate,
Despair appeared.
——————
The lonely cloud could not find the most suitable star in the dark night sky, but it chose to travel with the dark clouds, because it could occupy the sky with its black color.
The story was beautiful. Whoever bore the curse of sin and turned it into a vast city of resentment, the story was a source.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。