He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 223 When the White Moonlight Overturns the Plot 30 (The End)

Wen Yan looked around. Xiao Yichen's plan was to secretly meet her and confirm her feelings, so he naturally chose a secluded place, where only one person passed by every ten minutes or so.

A dark glint flashed in Wen Yan's eyes.

well.

That makes things convenient for her.

The alley was just around the corner, and Wen Yan grabbed Xiao Yichen and dragged him inside.

Xiao Yichen even forgot to struggle, his eyes filled with shock at the thought that "how could someone as weak as you be able to pull me up with one hand?"

The pain on my face has gone numb.

Wen Yan placed the bag she was carrying on her shoulder in a clean place, and Xiao Yichen watched her quietly, not understanding her intentions for a moment.

After putting down her bag, Wen Yan rolled up her sleeves with extreme gentleness. She disliked trouble but was also a person who valued rituals. There weren't many opportunities in this world to take action.

A hint of regret crossed her face.

Then, he grabbed Xiao Yichen by the collar with both hands and slammed him against the wall, kicking his knee hard with his toes.

"boom"

Xiao Yichen was forced to kneel down.

Wen Yan gripped his collar with one hand, looking down at him coldly: "Take a good look at who's in front of you."

"Disgusting scumbag, web crawler."

"I'm not some helpless woman. If you dare mess with me, I'll make sure you don't see the sun tomorrow." Wen Yan's tone was gentle, and her smile was even gentler.

They seemed to be discussing the weather in a relaxed manner.

But when Xiao Yichen looked into her cold eyes, a surge of impulse rose within him. He doubted that she could really do it, to kill him in the dead of night.

Xiao Yichen's eyes flickered for a few moments, and he swallowed hard, his throat burning from her pinching.

"who are you?"

"Me?" Wen Yan smiled again, just like all the smiles he had ever seen from Sister Xiao Yan before. "I'm Wen Yan. What's up, Mr. Xiao?"

She leaned close to the devil and whispered, "It's just that the core has been changed."

"I am a wandering ghost. She committed suicide because of your depression, and I am here to take her life."

Xiao Yichen's pupils contracted sharply, and he took a step back, his back against the wall. There was no way out. How could she know about his past life?

"You...what the hell..."

He wanted to ask her who she was, why she was in Wen Yan's body, whether she was there in her past life or only in this life. His lips trembled, but Wen Yan slapped him a few times, twisting his mouth.

"Selfish, indifferent, fickle, and wavering, always wanting what's in your bowl while reaching for what's in the pot—there's no one more disgusting than you in the world."

"You think you're noble, you think you're suffering from emotional pain, but you're the one torturing others. How dare you stand on your high ground and criticize two girls you've manipulated?"

Xiao Yichen: "I just loved the wrong person!"

Wen Yan seemed to have heard something ridiculous. "Loved the wrong person? Even your excuse is so flimsy. I'll just ask you, would someone who likes real money cling to counterfeit money?"

"You think you love Wen Yan, you think you love Ye Qianqian, but that's just your opinion. It's hypocritical and disgusting. The only person you love most is yourself."

Xiao Yichen couldn't remember what Wen Yan said after that; he only remembered the last words Wen Yan said to him.

"It was your hesitation that killed Wen Yan, and it was your hesitation that caused Ye Qianqian to suffer undeservedly."

"You are the culprit."

"Why should I be invisible?"

He was already weak-willed, otherwise he wouldn't have changed his mind so many times. Now, after being given a double baptism of body and mind by Wen Yan, he is in deep self-doubt every day.

Wen Yan learned of his news again while browsing domestic entertainment news on the beach during her honeymoon.

The heir to the Xiao Group is suspected of being mentally unstable and was forcibly sent to the hospital for treatment by President Xiao.

The article was short and could easily be skimmed over if one wasn't paying attention. Wen Yan only stayed on the page for a short while before quickly scrolling past it.

Fu Chen walked in from outside and saw her curled up on the sofa playing on her tablet again. He sighed helplessly, took away her tablet, and picked her up and carried her out to get some sun despite her silent protest.

"I don't want to be in the sun, what if I get tanned?"

Wen Yan wrapped her arms around his neck, pouted, and even buried her face in his chest in an attempt to avoid the sunlight.

Fu Chen chuckled softly, tilted his head and kissed the top of her head, his voice gentle: "No, I'll apply sunscreen and body lotion for my wife, she won't get tanned."

Wen Yan froze, remembering the scene of him applying body lotion to her before. Her face turned bright red, and she punched him a few times before ignoring him.

Fu Chen coaxed her for a long time before she finally gave him a look, her eyes watery and seemingly glaring at him, but in Fu Chen's eyes it looked more like an invitation.

He shamelessly leaned over and kissed her eyelids, wiping away the overflowing tears with his fingertips, his dark eyes filled with tender affection.

He was very happy that Yan Yan had become like this, with a little temper, would scold him, and would pinch his waist to punish him from time to time.

She is no longer the cautious person she once was, wearing a gentle mask that hid her true feelings.

This is his achievement.

He's the one who watered this lily of the valley so well.

He's better at taking care of people than Old Man Wen and Old Lady Wen.

Fu Chen, with a faint smile in his eyes, snuggled up to her and lay down beside her.

Wen Yan nudged him, her eyes still closed, and said, "Honey, help me apply sunscreen."

Fu Chen took the sunscreen from the small table and carefully applied it to her back and legs, his movements gentle.

Wen Yan closed her eyes and enjoyed his service, saying, "I don't need to go to Dr. Xiao's place."

Fu Chen paused.

Wen Yan sat up, kneeling on the recliner, her eyes crinkling with joy: "I didn't have time to tell you, but I'm all better now. Dr. Xiao said I don't need to go anymore, and he even wished me a smooth and happy life from now on."

Fu Chen, still wearing sunscreen on his hands, supported her while trying to avoid getting it on her, and listened attentively to what she had to say with his eyes lowered.

"I also wished him a smooth life in the future and told him a lot of things. So he and his girlfriend moved and settled in a place I didn't know, it seems to be very far north, there are snow-capped mountains there, and his girlfriend likes snow."

Her tone was filled with longing, and her bright eyes seemed to hold one or two little stars that twinkled. Fu Chen's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes were overflowing with tenderness.

He said softly, "Shall we go see the snow tomorrow?"

"Really?!" Wen Yan's eyes widened in surprise.

Fu Chen liked it, so she nodded gently. She wanted to have what others had, and she also wanted to have what others didn't have.

Wen Yan tilted her head up and kissed him on both cheeks, excitedly talking about her next plans. Fu Chen listened patiently, occasionally smoothing her hair that had been ruffled by the sea breeze.

The wind carries the salty scent of the sea, and the sun dips below the horizon, leaving behind a bright red sphere.

Fu Chen left a trail of footprints while holding the sleeping Wen Yan.

Their lives were long. Fu Chen took her to many places. They saw majestic snow-capped mountains, climbed the highest peak, and watched the most magnificent sunrise, as if they were burning with passion.

Wen Yan will never forget that scene.

She loves the violin, and Fu Chen would accompany her on her overseas tours, picking her up from get off work and holding her hand as they walked through fallen leaves in foreign lands.

The wind carries the sweet aroma of freshly baked bread.

As he grew older, Wen Yan became reluctant to travel around. He would pull Fu Chen along for a stroll in the park, clinging to his arm as they walked slowly along the lakeside, a path they had walked countless times before.

Xiao Junjian is still in contact with them. He married his girlfriend and they have a lovely baby. They raised the child together.

In her final moments, Wen Yan held Fu Chen's hand, her eyes filled with tenderness and reluctance.

Fu Chen smiled gently and comforted her as always, "Yan Yan, I can't stand in front of you this time, but don't be afraid, I'll be with you."

Let's meet sooner in our next life.