So... the task was completed.
She had just gotten the marriage certificate with Lu Qingyan, and her task was finished.
She stared at the still-warm marriage certificate, she couldn’t just let him become a widower right after getting married, could she?
Jiang Nanshu licked her somewhat dry lips and gave a hollow laugh, "Lu Qingyan, you definitely haven’t forgiven me, have you... Shall we go in and get divorced again?"
Lu Qingyan’s eyes narrowed dangerously, and he chuckled, "You’re trying to trick me again? Right, it wouldn’t be like you if you didn’t mess with me."
Jiang Nanshu: "..."
Was her image in Lu Qingyan’s heart really that bad?
Jiang Nanshu looked down at the marriage certificate, she married Lu Qingyan on a day without blessings, without a wedding ceremony, not even a ring, simply for "repayment."
She felt a bit despondent, over this past year or so.
Jiang Nanshu had learned a lot.
How to interact with people, the feeling of friendship and kinship.
She had lived as Zhou Yanxu had instructed her.
The more she had, the more hesitant Jiang Nanshu became, the less she was like herself.
Jiang Nanshu reached out to grab Lu Qingyan’s sleeve, looked up at him, "So when will you stop being angry?"
At the very least, she hoped the resentment in Lu Qingyan’s heart would disappear by the time she left.
She didn’t want to owe anyone anything.
Lu Qingyan looked at her indifferently, "Jiang Nanshu, if I did that to you, would you forgive me?"
Jiang Nanshu was speechless.
Putting herself in his shoes.
She could hate Lu Qingyan to death.
"So you marrying me..."
"Revenge, only with you by my side, can I take my revenge on you."
After he said this.
He seemed somewhat disgusted.
He tossed the keys to Jiang Nanshu, "Go home and wait for me."
It was the key to Emperor’s Garden.
Logically speaking...
She had paid for this house!
He left without looking back.
Jiang Nanshu felt somewhat empty inside, see... a broken mirror was irreparable.
She and Lu Qingyan were already impossible.
Even if they were married... they couldn’t return to the past.
Jiang Nanshu kept the flash marriage a secret.
It was so easy to do bad things then, and now rising up was just as painful. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
"Da Shachun, how much longer can I stay here?"
Da Shachun: [Host, you must leave within a month, or else it will be considered giving up, and you will stay in this world forever. I will unbind from you after one month.]
Its mechanical voice sounded a bit more jubilant.
It was finally going to be free!
One month huh...
"Okay, I got it."
A month later, winter left and spring arrived.
Jiang Nanshu returned to the villa in Emperor’s Garden, it was chillingly cold inside, devoid of any sign of life.
Jiang Nanshu, having grown accustomed to being with Xu Xi and the others, found it a bit uncomfortable to be alone in a place.
She came in and tidied up simply.
As she bent over to clean the coffee table, a tube of ointment for frostbitten hands fell out.
Jiang Nanshu was slightly stunned, and the memory instantly returned to the night she was Snow Rose, the eve of Lu Qingyan’s departure abroad.
So it wasn’t a hallucination? Lu Qingyan had truly been sitting by her side?
When Lu Qingyan returned it was already 8:30 p.m.
Jiang Nanshu couldn’t cook and was too lazy to order takeout, so she just ate a few pieces of fruit to fill her stomach, and incidentally drank two cups of warm water.
She remembered the past, when she was kicked out of the house, living here alone, Lu Qingyan, even if he hadn’t finished his work, would rush back to have dinner with her, because he knew she would be hungry when alone, feared that takeout was unsanitary, so he would cook himself.
The current time was 8:30 p.m.
Lu Qingyan walked in from the hallway, casually hanging his coat on the coat rack.
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