See her face clearly.

It's He Jiayin, the He Jiayin who walks into his dreams every night.

Yes, exactly the same, this is He Jiayin. Although her hairstyle has changed, her smell has changed, and even her eyes have changed, her appearance has not changed. She is the He Jiayin he misses day and night. There is no mistake!

He Jiayin is not dead. It was not He Jiayin who died three years ago!

Mu Zechuan was so excited that he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.

He reached out his hand and slowly touched her cheek. It was very warm, not a dream.

"It's you, it's really you!" Mu Zechuan hugged her in his arms: "He Jiayin, you are back!"

"Sir," He Jiayin stretched out his hand and pushed Mu Zechuan's body away: "You have mistakenly admitted the wrong person."

"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong!" Mu Zechuan hugged her tightly and buried his head in her neck.

But there was no familiar smell. He could only smell the strong perfume.

He Jiayin has never used such a perfume before.

"Sir, you really recognized the wrong person." He Jiayin controlled the turmoil in his heart and spoke to Mu Zechuan in a calm voice.

Mu Zechuan's hand relaxed hesitantly.

He Jiayin took the opportunity to leave his arms, quickly took two steps back, turned and left.

"Don't leave!" Mu Zechuan took her arm and stared at her: "He Jiayin, you can't leave me again!"

Mu Zechuan's words made He Jiayin feel sour, but she still held it back, with a ridiculous expression on her face: "Sir, you really recognized the wrong person, who is He Jiayin? Why did you say I am He Jiayin?

?”

Mu Zechuan was at a loss, because the expression on the face of the woman opposite him was very natural, not fake at all, as if he really recognized the wrong person.

But how could it be possible? She was obviously He Jiayin and looked exactly the same. How could he admit his mistake?

How could he even admit that He Jiayin was wrong?

He Jiayin felt Mu Zechuan's grip on her wrist gradually become stronger.

The pain reminded her that she could not continue to be entangled with Mu Zechuan. She might not be able to bear it anymore. Tears had already welled up and she kept holding them back.

"Let go! If you don't let go, I'll call someone!" She threw his arm away hard and walked quickly to the venue.

At this time, it was time to go to Ling Jingxuan for help.

"He Jiayin!" Of course Mu Zechuan refused to let her go easily. He walked up to her in a few steps and blocked her way.

"I'm not He Jiayin, I'm Carrie Ho. Can you understand Mandarin? If you don't understand Mandarin, I can repeat it in French and English."

"Jiayin, I know how wrong I was before, that's why you are like this, I can understand." Mu Zechuan pressed her shoulders with both hands: "But I am willing to compensate for the harm I have done to you, everything I have

I am willing to make amends for all my mistakes, no matter what I do, as long as you don’t leave again..."

He Jiayin looked at Mu Zechuan's face. His expression was serious, painful, and sad. His eye circles were red and tears were welling up in his eyes.

She had never seen Mu Zechuan like this before. He actually had red eyes because of her.

Did he really mean what he said?

He Jiayin remembered what Lin Yixiang often said to her in the past three years: "Kawako has changed, and he regrets it to death. If you are willing to go back, he will definitely..."

Every time Lin Yixiang said something like this, He Jiayin would interrupt him.

She couldn't accept that no matter what Mu Zechuan became, it had nothing to do with her.

It is impossible to write off previous accounts.

The injuries he had done to her, the wounds that made her heart bloody, have not healed yet.

However, when Mu Zechuan said these words in front of her now, she had to admit that her heart was shaken.

He Jiayin stretched out her hand to Mu Zechuan's eyes that were about to shed tears.

"Carrie!" Someone called her name from behind, and He Jiayin quickly took back her hand.

She turned around and saw Lin Yixiang and Ling Jingxuan walking towards her quickly.

The person who just called her name was Ling Jingxuan.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they arrived in time, otherwise she would have been distracted and exposed her identity.

When Mu Zechuan saw someone coming, he couldn't help but let go of his arms.

He Jiayin hurriedly ran towards Ling Jingxuan and hid behind him: "Jingxuan, this person has been holding on to me!"

"What's going on?" Ling Jingxuan's face showed displeasure. He glanced at He Jiayin tenderly, and then looked at Mu Zechuan fiercely: "Brother Chuanzi, why do you want to hold on to Carrie?"

Lin Yixiang pursed his lips and held back his laughter, thinking that this boy was really good at acting. It would be a pity not to become an actor.

"Kawako..." Lin Yixiang knew He Jiayin's plan. He had already entered the play and had to accompany her to sing it.

"Xiangzi, tell me, she is He Jiayin, right?" Mu Zechuan pointed at He Jiayin who was hiding behind Ling Jingxuan and said: "I don't care why she appeared as Carrie Ho today, just tell me, she is He Jiayin

!”

"Kawako, calm down." Lin Yixiang glanced at He Jiayin, then held Mu Zechuan's arm: "When I first saw Carrie, I thought she was He Jiayin, but she really wasn't

..."

"Impossible!" Mu Zechuan pushed Lin Yixiang away: "There will be no people who look the same in the world!"

"Kawako, if she is He Jiayin, wouldn't I tell you as soon as possible?" Lin Yixiang threw out his friend's chips: "Don't you know me? The reason why I didn't tell you is that she and He Jiayin

Jiayin looks similar, but I am afraid that you will cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

"But..." Mu Zechuan felt a little shaken after hearing Lin Yixiang's words.

Xiangzi won't lie to him. Is this woman really not He Jiayin? She just looks like her?

"Kawako, I know how you came here in the past three years, but He Jiayin is no longer here. This is a fact..." Lin Yixiang couldn't continue. He was filled with guilt and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Ever since he was a child, neither he nor Mu Zechuan had passwords. This was the first time he deceived Mu Zechuan like this.

Will Mu Zechuan forgive him in the future?

"No, she is He Jiayin!" Mu Zechuan still couldn't accept it.

A woman who looked the same as He Jiayin was standing in front of him alive, and he didn't want to think about He Jiayin's death.

Even if she is not He Jiayin, even if she is Carrie Ho, he doesn't want her to slip away from him.

He rushed forward, trying to pull He Jiayin out from behind Ling Jingxuan.

"Mu Zechuan!" Ling Jingxuan's quick eyes and quick hands grabbed Mu Zechuan's collar: "As a person, I can share everything with others, but only women can't. Carrie is my woman, I don't care who you think of her, you

You can’t even touch her!”

Ling Jingxuan pulled off Mu Zechuan's collar, and He Jiayin saw a pendant exposed from Mu Zechuan's shirt.
Chapter completed!