She Qiu Mucheng is a selfish woman.

A man who never understands her, let alone providing the slightest help to Ye Fan's career, she didn't even support him behind his back.

After Ye Fan's death, she even left Jiangdong directly.

He did not guard his Jiangdong Jiye for Ye Fan, nor did he take care of his relatives and mothers for him.

She is not a good wife or a good daughter-in-law.

She is a failure.

Complete losers.

Ye Fan was still thinking about her until his death.

But she blamed Ye Fan for so many years.

"Ye Fan, I'm sorry..."

On the banks of West Lake, the sun sets.

Qiu Mucheng was wearing a plain dress and white dress, standing by the West Lake, tears flowing.

The blue waves are rippling, and the fiery red sun wheels burn the earth.

It was another dusk, and it was another sunset.

Qiu Mucheng wondered again, was it the same dusk and sunset when Ye Fan committed suicide by holding his sword that year?

Qiu Mucheng raised his head and looked directly at the scorching sunset.

At that moment, she saw a lot.

Seeing his cousin's engagement banquet that year, Ye Fan promised himself in a firm tone that from now on, no one in this world will make you feel wronged.

Seeing that rainy night, in order to ask the young master of the Shen family to forgive her, she knelt outside the Shen family, but Ye Fan angrily called her stupid.

......

Clearly, scenes, like slides, rolled past her eyes.

There is suffering and glory.

There is loneliness and prosperity.

I have laughed and shed tears.

But all the ups and downs have finally become the past.

That man, never again.

Tears fell like rain.

Qiu Mucheng looked into the distance, his lips trembled slightly, and he murmured.

"Ye Fan, I miss you..."

This call seemed to penetrate the ages.

After saying that, Qiu Mucheng slowly closed his eyes.

Then, he stepped into West Lake with one foot.

.....

Huh ~
Chapter completed!