Tang Zhen looked at the lady in front of her with caution. Seeing her take a step forward, she subconsciously took a step back.

"You don't have to be afraid of me. I won't hurt you."

Yun Qing saw Tang Zhen's vigilance and immediately asked, she looked at Tang Zhen in a daze, and the hands in front of her tightly clenched together.

"Miss, how old are you? What's your name?"

This time, she was able to clearly see Tang Zhen's facial features. For some reason, the feeling Tang Zhen gave her made her think of her young daughter, Nannan, who she had lost for many years.

Tang Zhen's wariness did not decrease even a little because of her words. She looked at Yun Qing indifferently, but before she could reply, a shout came from behind Yun Qing.

"Qing Qing, why did you come here alone?"

Song Yi did not see Yun Qing at the banquet, and immediately came out to look. Seeing Yun Qing's somewhat absent-minded appearance, he immediately walked over.

After being married for so many years, he had already transformed from a young master with an unruly personality into a mature and steady man. He looked at Yun Qing and gradually got used to Yun Qing staying by his side after the marriage.

Even though he knew that she had always loved someone else.

"I'm fine."

When she turned around, she saw that Tang Zhen had already disappeared. Feeling apathetic and dejected, she once again sighed softly, "I'm fine."

After that, she followed Song Yi back to the banquet in a daze. After all these years, she had never given up on searching for her own daughter.

"Do you know the girl that was dancing with Qi Ting?"

Yun Qing still did not want to give up. After all, searching for her daughter was the only hope she had after so many years.

Song Yi looked at Yun Qing, and knew that she had not let go of her obsession yet. But it was impossible for Tang Zhen to be that little Nannan, she was Tang Zijun's daughter.

As for Tang Zijun, those were all mistakes he made when he was young. He did not expect that he would actually punish his son.

"She's Tang Zhen, Qi Ting's divorced wife."

Song Yi sighed. Initially, he didn't agree to Song Qiting marrying Tang Zhen, but that child was persistent, and he couldn't change anything.

"Tang Zhen... Tang Zhen... "

Yun Qing muttered Tang Zhen's name, as though the name was already imprinted in her heart.

Not long after Tang Zhen left the Xu Family villa, she received a call from Xu Miaomiao. She said a few simple words before taking a shower and lying down peacefully on the bed.

She looked at the ceiling, she was still too careless today, she had indeed provoked Yu Yifei, but in the end she was the one who turned the tables on her.

Tang Zhen pulled her blanket over herself and covered herself tightly. Since she had already walked down this path, she could not be regretful anymore.

However, just as she was about to fall asleep, there was a flurry of knocking on the door.

The knocking on the door became more and more intense. Tang Zhen suddenly sat up from the bed, she listened to the ferocious sounds outside vigilantly, as if she was about to break the door.

"Tang Zhen, open the door!"

Suddenly, Song Qiting's growl came from outside the door, causing his anxious heart to loosen up quite a bit.

But in the next second, she tensed up again. Why was Song Qiting looking for her at this time? He was here to take revenge for Yu Yifei?

She got off the bed and walked out of the small courtyard. The moment the door was opened, the strong smell of alcohol assaulted her nostrils, and before Tang Zhen could even react, Song Qiting's tall figure had already fallen into Tang Zhen's embrace.

"Song Qiting?"

Her weak body subconsciously staggered back a few steps.

"Tang Zhen, why did you do that? "Why does it hurt my heart?"

Song Qiting was like a wild beast going berserk, her bloodthirsty gaze forced Tang Zhen to use all her strength and push Tang Zhen straight to the wall.

Tang Zhen coldly looked at the crazed Song Qiting. She didn't know what kind of trick Song Qiting was playing.

"You're not allowed to look at me with such cold eyes, do you hear me?" Song Qiting looked straight at Tang Zhen, and bellowed while holding onto Tang Zhen's shoulder tyrannically.

Why? Why was everyone reprimanding Tang Zhen, why did he miss her despite seeing Tang Zhen's evil deeds with his own eyes?

Song Qiting's eyes were filled with anger. After being helpless against her for so many times, he really wanted to strangle her to death. He wanted to dig out her heart to see what exactly that heart was made of.

However, just as Song Qiting was about to erupt with rage, Tang Zhen's cold expression suddenly softened. She endured the intense pain coming from her shoulder and slowly extended her palm to caress Song Qiting's face.

She gently drew the outline of Song Qiting with her fingers, and it was as if a feather had flown past, causing Song Qiting to subconsciously fall in love with this feeling.

Sensing that Tang Zhen was about to leave, he quickly grabbed onto Tang Zhen's hand and continued to place the hand on the side of his face.

"Why are you so sad?"

Tang Zhen tilted her head slightly, her tone was softer than it had ever been before. Seeing Song Qiting's dejected look, she suddenly felt a little pity for him.

Look, the usually arrogant and unbridled Song Qiting at this moment was as helpless as a abandoned kitten.

However, after so many inhuman torments and framing, the last trace of her kindness had long completely disintegrated. She looked down at Song Qiting with probing eyes.

She was betting on Song Qiting's feelings.

Song Qiting's eyes looked injured as he looked at Tang Zhen, and in that moment, he retracted all of the hostility in his eyes, and instantly buried his face in Tang Zhen's neck.

"Hiss …"

The pain from his neck made Tang Zhen unconsciously clench his fists. She looked at Song Qiting with a little anger, and was about to push him out.

However, the words that he spoke caused Tang Zhen's hands to suddenly freeze.

"I love you... Tang Zhen... "

His groan was not loud, but Tang Zhen could hear it clearly, and she clenched her fists tightly.

However, after hearing those words, she did not feel happy nor excited. Instead, she felt even more hatred for him.

Song Qiting, why did you only say you loved me when I had completely given up on you?

You love me, but do you know how much I hate you now?

Tang Zhen stared coldly ahead, she grabbed Song Qiting who was about to slide down, and then, with difficulty, helped him into the house.

She looked at the drunk Song Qiting and finally walked into the bathroom. She brought a bowl of warm water for Song Qiting to wipe his face.

"Tang Zhen... "Don't..."

Song Qiting heard every word that was whispered in his ear.

But this time was different from the past. When he heard such a voice again, the excitement in Tang Zhen's heart no longer stirred at all.

Tang Zhen wiped Song Qiting's hands clean. Just as she was about to take the water bowl, she heard the phone in his pocket vibrate.

Because of the interference from the vibrations, Song Qiting couldn't help but roll over and reveal her sack right in front of Tang Zhen. Tang Zhen originally did not want to care about it, but suddenly, she thought of a possibility.

She quickly took out her phone from Song Qiting's pocket, and sure enough, this urgent call was from Yu Yifei.

She glanced at Song Qiting sinisterly, and finally picked up her phone, walking into the bathroom.

"Hello."

Tang Zhen picked up the call. At that moment, she looked like a queen looking down at the world, the smile on her face was deep and patient, waiting for the reaction of the other party.

"Tang Zhen? "Why are you here? Where's Qi Ting? Why are you with Qi Ting?"

Yu Yifei who was on the other side of the phone roared in disbelief.