It was unknown when Jiang Zhixin had come down from the floating window. She had washed her face and combed her hair, and was currently sitting on the dressing table, putting on some makeup for herself.

When She Meixin saw this scene, she became stupefied.

If she remembered correctly, just two minutes ago, she had looked like she had lost her soul and had nothing to live for. Why would she have the mind to put on makeup now?

Looking at the red dress she was wearing, she couldn’t help but have a bad premonition.

She reached out and gently pushed Luo Qingyun, who was beside her, and whispered into her ear: "Qingyun, Zhixin is dressed like this, it can’t be that she’s unhappy, right?"

When Qingyun heard this, her heart tightened. She quickly stepped forward and walked to Jiang Zhixin’s side, "Zhixin, what’s wrong? I heard from the beautiful heart that Zhou Yi bullied you, what happened? You can tell me what grievances you have in your heart. "

Hearing her words, Jiang Zhixin slowly raised her head and stared at her with her pair of empty eyes. After staring at her for a few seconds, she suddenly grinned, "Qingyun, why are you so good to me? Don’t you hate me, hate me, hate me? "Why can you forgive me?"

"Zhixin, I don’t hate you, nor do I hate you. The past is over, let’s not think about it anymore. Looking ahead, we’re still so young. Even if Zhou Yi doesn’t want you anymore, you still have a lot of choices." Luo Qingyun sincerely said as she held her shoulder.

"No wonder Zhou Yi liked you so much back then. The current Su Chen Hao is also dead set on you. A woman as good as you is worth men’s love to begin with." Jiang Zhixin put down the lipstick in her hand and looked in the mirror again. Looking at Luo Qingyun in the mirror, she pursed her lips and said, "Qingyun, do you think I’m pretty?"

"Of course, you’re the most beautiful actress I’ve ever met." Luo Qingyun quickly replied.

"Is that so? But I feel so ugly, and so ugly not only in my heart, but in my heart, that’s why I’m being tortured like this. Zhou Yi would rather give me to that old man than take me. He thinks I’m dirty, you know? He thinks I’m dirty. " In the end, Jiang Zhixin was still unable to hold back the grievances in his heart. He laid in Luo Qingyun’s arms and started to wail.

When Luo Qingyun heard that she was crying miserably, her tense heart gradually relaxed.

Her willingness to cry at least meant that she was willing to release all the grievances in her heart and not hold back for long.

Luo Qingyun gently patted her back to comfort her: "Alright, Zhixin, just cry out. "Since Zhou Yi doesn’t want to cherish you anymore, you don’t need to think about him anymore. Take care of yourself first."

"But I love him. I can’t forget him." How could she not know that he and Zhou Yi had long since lost their past?

Even though their relationship these past few years was still unclear, even if they slept together every night, he would never mention marrying her home. Even the girls by his side never stopped.

He could endure his revenge on a boat, he could endure his ambiguous relationship with other women, but she could not accept that he sold her like a commodity.

"Say, Jiang Zhixin, are you stupid?" If you still love him after he treats you like this, can you love yourself a little? "Do you know that it is because of your appearance that that bastard dared to bully you so recklessly?" She Meixin could not bear to listen any longer. She stepped forward to ’teach’ her a lesson.

Jiang Zhixin did not speak. She just laid in Luo Qingyun’s arms and cried miserably.

"Alright, Beautiful Heart, stop talking." Luo Qingyun glanced at She Meixin and patted her shoulder, "Zhixin, go wash your face and have a good night’s sleep. Everything will be fine."

Hearing her words, Jiang Zhixin wiped away her tears as she got up and went to the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, she had already changed out of her eye-catching bright red dress into a plain white lace nightgown. Her makeup had also been removed. She walked to the bedside and lifted up the quilt to lie down.

"Sleep well. When you wake up, you’ll feel like nothing is important anymore." Luo Qingyun comforted her.

Jiang Zhixin nodded and closed her eyes. However, the tears that flowed unknowingly from the corner of her eyes betrayed her sorrowful heart.

Luo Qingyun waited for her to fall asleep before leaving the room with He Meixin and going downstairs.

"Beautiful Heart, why are you here with Zhixin today?" Luo Qingyun asked.

"Aiya, I almost forgot. I still have something important to ask her." He Meixin suddenly remembered her purpose here and was about to head upstairs to find Jiang Zhixin.

Seeing this, Luo Qingyun hurriedly reached out her hand to grab her: "Don’t go, she finally slept after so much difficulty. You went to wake her up now, she’s starting to feel sad again, what should we do?"

He Meixin looked at Luo Qingyun, her eyes slightly narrowed as she sized up Luo Qingyun: "I say, Qingyun, what’s wrong with you? What soup did she give you? Don’t you forget what she told you before, now that you’re so good to her. "

"I don’t remember what happened in the past anymore. I only know that the current Jiang Zhixin works very hard every day. No matter how difficult it is, she can still grit her teeth and persevere on.

You know her. " He Meixin grunted disapprovingly.

"What is it? I know her. Are you jealous? " Luo Qingyun deliberately teased her.

She Meixin rolled her eyes and said, "I’m not that petty. How about it? Are we going to stay here all the time? "Wait for her to wake up?"

"If there’s anything you need, you can go back to work. I’m a bit worried about her, so I think it’s better if you stay behind to take care of her." Luo Qingyun asked.

She Meixin shrugged. "I don’t have anything to do. I still have some things to ask her, so I’ll stay here with you."

The two of them went to make tea and then sat on the sofa, chatting about the child rearing scriptures as they reminisced about the past and yearned for the future. They looked extremely happy.

When it was three or four in the afternoon, Jiang Zhixin came downstairs. Her current state was much better, even the dark circles around her eyes had also lightened up a little. Her clothes had also been changed from her pajamas to her daily clothes.

Seeing She Meixin and Luo Qingyun downstairs, she probably did not expect them to still be here. Her face revealed a hint of surprise, "You didn’t go back?"

"I’m afraid that you will seek death. If something happens, it will be bad for us." She Meixin said in a coarse voice.

Jiang Zhixin’s expression froze for a moment when she heard this. With an apologetic look, she said, "I’m sorry, I lost my composure and made you all worry."

She Meixin did not expect Jiang Zhixin’s emotions to be settled so quickly. She felt surprised, but at the same time, she pushed Luo Qingyun who was beside her, "Qingyun, do you think she has a change of heart due to being overly sad?"