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TISMML Chapter 68.1

Even If He Said That He Didn't Care, Who Didn't Like Freedom? (1)

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At ten o’clock in the evening, Nan Yu met Fei Yizheng in his new apartment.

Fei Yizheng had moved out of the Fei family a few days ago and bought a large flat near Nan Yu’s villa, about a half-hour drive away. This was to make it easier for them to go out together and discuss things.

Otherwise, if Fei Yizheng visited Nan Yu so often, Uncle Zhao and the others would probably think too much.

Originally, Fei Yizheng was still wondering what had happened that caused Nan Yu to come here in such a hurry. He had also seen what happened on the Internet a few hours ago.

Mrs. Du’s fighting ability was too weak. She was no match for Nan Yu at all, completely vulnerable.

It certainly wasn’t about this.

Or did Nan Yu know where the ‘accident’ would happen?

But the moment he saw Nan Yu, Fei Yizheng understood why she had come.

“No more words.”

Fei Yizheng’s eyes were fixed on the top of Nan Yu’s head, and his expression revealed an inexplicable stupidity.

This was an expression that was rarely seen on the other party’s face in a thousand years. Nan Yu even had the urge to take a picture of it and laugh at Fei Yizheng later.

However, this expression was fleeting, and Fei Yizheng quickly came to his senses.

He had indeed said before that the words above Nan Yu’s head were the faintest he had ever seen on anyone else. Even though they seemed to be about to disappear at any moment, the words were still there.

But now, no more.

Truly, completely clean, without a trace left.

It was as if they had never existed.

“Sure enough!”

Nan Yu nodded, “I had this hunch.”

“What’s going on?!”

Fei Yizheng’s eyes lit up. At this moment, Nan Yu seemed to see Fei Yunjin.

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The father and son did look similar, but there was a clear difference in their eyes before. After all, one is a child and the other is a complicated adult. But at this moment, they inexplicably overlapped.

“How about we go inside and talk?”

Even though this was a one-unit-per-floor apartment with no neighbors nearby, Nan Yu didn’t think that it was a good idea to chat standing by the door.

Fei Yizheng:…

He chuckled self-deprecatingly: “Sorry, I lost my composure.”

Nan Yu waved her hand dismissively: “I understand.”

Fei Yizheng’s new residence was decorated in a modern style, a completely different style from the Fei family’s old home.

Maybe because he’d just moved in, the whole place had a chilly air, not like a place people could live.

But that wasn’t the point. Seeing Fei Yizheng like this, Nan Yu didn’t keep him in suspense and recounted her feelings.

Seeing Fei Yizheng seemed lost in thought, she continued: “By the way, what fate did you see for me?”

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Nan Yu only remembered death from starvation and cold, but she couldn’t recall the details.

Fei Yizheng, brought back to his senses, felt a little helpless.

Should he call Nan Yu careless? She couldn’t even remember that.

But perhaps it was precisely because Nan Yu didn’t care that she was the first person to escape her fate.

“Nan Yu: Fei Yunjin’s stepmother, who abused Fei Yunjin madly because she couldn’t get her love, and eventually died of starvation and cold.”

Fei Yizheng had an excellent memory, especially regarding Nan Yu, so he quickly memorized the words that had once been written above Nan Yu’s head, word for word.

Nan Yu began to analyze: “You see, my fate actually consists of several main parts.”

“Fei Yunjin’s stepmother, but not anymore.”

Stepmother refers to the wife of the biological father after his remarriage.

Nan Yu and Fei Yizheng were already divorced.

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Strictly speaking, the relationship between Nan Yu and Fei Yunjin was probably that of an adoptive mother and son.

“And then there’s the matter of unrequited love and ruthless abuse of Fei Yunjin—both are impossible.”

Nan Yu felt that unless she was directly controlled by fate, she would be out of mind to do that.

If fate truly were so powerful that it could directly control people, it wouldn’t be their turn to struggle.

Fei Yizheng understood Nan Yu’s meaning: “So there was only one left—died of starvation and cold.”

 

 

 

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