From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 511: 238 Body Double (Second Update)_3

The cigarette burnt his fingers, and Li Qingzhuo hurriedly threw it to the ground, grinding it fiercely with his leather shoe, his brow furrowed.

“He didn’t go missing; he ran off on his own.”

Li Qingzhuo waved his hand: “No need to look for him. Go back.”

It was his own choice to run, not Mr. Ye’s neglect. Whatever happens, he’ll face the consequences himself.

Suffocation, a long suffocation…

Her neck was strangled by the rope, desperately struggling, but in vain. The Grim Reaper’s scythe firmly hooked her neck.

At the last blurry moment of consciousness, in the half-light of her vision, she seemed to see a face twisted by madness.

“Dare to fight with me for Xue An, go die, bitch.”

“Xue An is mine, mine…”

“I am the woman he loves the most.”

“Cough, cough…”. Ye Zhen woke up from the nightmare, covering her neck with both hands, gasping for breath like a drowning person.

Before she knew it, tears had already covered her face.

A white shadow stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with the moonlight like a sharp blade, not as bright as the white dress, shimmering like waves.

“So it was Liang Xiaohong who killed me…”. Ye Zhen cried and laughed, bewildered for so long. When she found out the truth, she was not too happy.

“She always liked Xue An, but she never told me…”

She murmured to herself: “She killed me for Xue An, but she doesn’t know that the person Xue An loves is not me either.”

Ye Zhen covered her face and cried bitterly.

Since her resurrection after death, despite her fear and confusion, she had never shed a tear. She had to find the truth of her death.

But when faced with the truth, she collapsed.

“Two years ago, I saw him at a ball. He was sitting in the corner, looking so melancholic and lonely, out of place with the lively crowd. The moment he looked up, I saw the galaxies in his eyes, bright, charming, and yet melancholic.”

“I never believed in love at first sight, but the moment I saw him, I fell in love with him uncontrollably. I took the initiative to strike up a conversation, inviting him to dance in a very old-fashioned way. He agreed. I stepped on his feet many times and made mistakes, but he was surprisingly patient and taught me. He was such a good teacher, but he didn’t know I was making mistakes on purpose.”

“At the end of the dance, I was about to leave, and he offered to escort me. Under the camphor tree at the entrance of the residential area, we kissed naturally. At that moment, I was thrilled to think I had found my Prince Charming. That night, we naturally ended up together.”

As Ye Zhen’s emotions fluctuated, the girl in front of the floor-to-ceiling window never turned her head back, indifferent as someone outside this world.

“He was so clear-headed and restrained, and I could never see any love in his eyes. I thought it was okay. Even if he was an iceberg, I had the confidence to melt him with a lifetime’s effort.”

“Once, during a passionate moment, he couldn’t help but call out A Yu’s name. I thought it was an illusion and didn’t care. But I can never forget his eyes at that time, so gentle that they almost melted me. I had never seen that look in his eyes before. I was overjoyed, thinking he had finally fallen in love with me.”

Ye Zhen laughed as she spoke.

“I have been deceiving myself. It’s ridiculous that he has always treated me as a substitute.”

Ye Zhen touched her face: “I suppose when he first saw me at the ball, the stars in his eyes that made my heart flutter were probably because my features were somewhat similar to the woman he loved.”