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Chapter 868: Song Mengmeng, The Nightmare's Beginning

    

ds heavily, feeling that these two people were truly… Humph, no matter how many years they had been through, it was really tiring.Joe Bao'er stared blankly at her phone screen, her mind in a whirl aft...I don't know if I drank too much last night.

All night, I had a splitting headache and kept having nightmares.

When Song Mengmeng woke up, she was drenched in cold sweat. Her back was soaked, and she was curled up in her sleep. She looked around the room with a dazed expression, still lingering in the nightmare she had just experienced.

Unable to tell, which day is today

Her little face was pale with fear, and her whole body trembled.

When her vision cleared and she saw that this was her and Sima An's room, she gradually understood that she had a nightmare.

Yesterday, her daughter was almost kidnapped by a trafficker. She was terrified and at a loss for words. Although her child was found, she is still scared.

Mentally stressed, Fang Mei asked her out and went to a bar, intending to get drunk and forget her worries for a while. As a result, she drank too much.

And her real nightmare had already begun in real life.

She no longer needs to be afraid.

She has become very strong, she is no longer afraid of those bad guys.

She was tormented by her stepmother and Mo Yufei, a disgusting mother-daughter duo who pushed her to the brink.

Back in high school, she was always a bit of an airhead. Mr. Song doted on her, even though she consistently ranked last in her class year after year, he'd still say she was the best daughter. She just had that carefree, oblivious nature about her.

Remembering those good old days, she used to stand at the entrance of her high school with a banner protesting. She dared to do anything because she felt her father would always spoil her and bail her out of trouble, so she had no fear.

In the dormitory, Fang Mei and her friends still call her "Little Rich Girl." She has money to spend and is not afraid of getting into trouble. Her grades are at the bottom, but she doesn't care. Her father loves her unconditionally and never puts pressure on her, allowing her to live a natural and pure life.

Dad said, as long as you're happy, that's all that matters. Those people who scheme and compete, who fight tooth and nail for money and power, climbing their way up the ladder are just fools. What's the point of living decades like that Making yourselves so tired.

Perhaps it was because of the hangover, she felt unwell, weak and a headache. Suddenly, all the pretense of being strong, all the tears she had been holding back, finally welled up and she cried her heart out, burying her face in the blanket.

Whimpering softly.

"...Dad, I don't want to study abroad."

"I did not cause her to miscarry."

Song Mengmeng hasn't used this coquettish tone in a long time.

These years, I've been pretending to be strong, learning to be cold-hearted like those bad women. But she, Song Mengmeng, has never been a strong woman. Pretending, pretending is so tiring.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

This was like she had been suddenly startled, looking around wildly, not even daring to cry.

She wanted to act, she wanted to act like she was strong and unyielding, so that she wouldn't be afraid of her stepmother and those other bad women.

He tossed and turned on the bed for a while before finally finding his phone had fallen to the floor.

She was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday. She went to a bar with Fang Mei and danced all night, getting so carried away that she barely remembered how she got home.

The phone ringtone kept ringing repeatedly, the other party seemed very patient.

Having found the phone, I first glanced at it. Caller ID.

[Sima An]

Song Mengmeng quickly perked up and sat on the bed, slapping her own face twice with both hands unceremoniously to calm herself down.

"Hello." She tried to keep her voice calm.

"Did you just wake up"

A low, smiling voice came from the other end of the phone.

He is her husband listed in her red booklet, Sima An.

"...Yesterday evening, you drank so much with your friends. Don't bother washing and showering first. Go downstairs and ask Aunt Fu to give you some sobering hot soup. I already told her to make it, and Aunt Fu probably didn't dare call you since she saw you weren't up yet."

Sima An's voice was as gentle and slow as ever, but with a hint of seriousness in his tone.

Song Mengmeng's heart skipped a beat when she heard him say that.

"Was it you who brought me home last night" she asked, a mixture of confusion and nervousness in her voice.

"Who was drinking too much last night and called me at 3 AM, insisting I come pick them up"

Sima An recalled last night. He had actually made plans with another woman, and things were getting heated when this guy called, begging him to come pick her up at the bar.

This made his girlfriend a little unhappy.

However, considering that they were at a bar, Sima An was also worried about her safety.

Last night, Song Mengmeng was a little strange. She's always been very strong these years, acting like the eldest sister, handling everything herself in a clean and straightforward manner. Last night, perhaps because she had too much to drink, she started acting coquettishly with him.

Song Mengmeng's fragmented mind finally had a glimmer of memory. She remembered it was herself who picked up the phone and called him, insisting he come pick her up, and she even called him "husband" many times.

Suddenly, Song Mengmeng's whole face turned red.

Damn, that's embarrassing.

In fact, their marriage was just a contract.

Song Mengmeng never thought she would marry her younger brother from elementary school.

Back in high school, she met Sima An. At the time, Sima An was crazily pursuing Qiao Baor, who shared a dorm with her. She got lucky and ate and drank for free thanks to Qiao Baor. She had a good impression of Sima An, thinking he was a very gentle younger boy.

This world is full of coincidences.

She was driven to a dead end by Mo Yufei and her stepmother. At that time, she foolishly followed her stepmother's advice and went to study in England. The first year there wasn't bad, but gradually, her father kept saying that she was disobedient and spent money recklessly. But she didn't! Her stepmother must have told her father something because he suddenly refused to let her return home.

She had no money, couldn't even afford a plane ticket. She had been spoiled by her father since she was a child and wouldn't work, that period was really tough. Being alone in a foreign country and helpless, she was also weak-willed, crying all day long. Even her friends abroad liked to bully her.

When her father finally pardoned her and allowed her to return to China, she went back to work at Song Corporation.

Her stepmother, who finally got pregnant after years of waiting, brought great joy to her father. At that time, she had already grown distant from the family and was focused on achieving financial independence so she could move out.

But the old witch refused to let her go, thinking she was easy to bully. After the stepmother miscarried, she blamed her for putting medicine in the soup, and she couldn't defend herself no matter how hard she tried.

Mo Yufei kept adding fuel to the fire, saying that she was jealous because after her younger brother was born, there would be less inheritance for her.

During her four years studying abroad, her father completely changed. It was as if she wasn't his own daughter anymore. He believed everything that spiteful mother and daughter duo said. She felt very wronged and helpless.

"I really didn't make her miscarry."

No one believed her.

Her father only said that he found herbs in the soup that could cause a miscarriage, and then he blamed her for everything.

Mo Yufei immediately called the police. This matter escalated, even making it onto local media, claiming that a wealthy businessman's vicious daughter had poisoned someone.

When she first started working at the Song company, she was immediately ostracized by all her colleagues. Everyone thought she was a bad woman.

To prevent this situation from escalating further, her father actually shifted all the blame onto her nanny.

"How could you do that to the nanny"

Seeing her wet nurse, who had raised her since she was a child, being taken away by the police, Song Mengmeng truly broke down. She cried and begged, kneeling on the ground and holding onto her father's pants.

"...Aren't all these your fault!"

"Your wet nurse came to me herself, saying she wanted to take all the blame and protect you from these accusations."

"Mengmeng, what have you learned all these years abroad Why are you getting worse and worse You've changed so much that I barely recognize you anymore. You even envy your future younger brother for giving your stepmom poison, and now you're pretending to plead for forgiveness. What other evil schemes do you have hidden"

Her dad cursed her fiercely, even kicking her away.

At that moment, she felt the world was black, her mind fuzzy and blank, unable to think of anything. She even felt that life held no meaning.

Just when she was at her most desperate, Sima An came to find her.

"Song Mengmeng, do you want revenge"

She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes, disheveled and covered in dirt, her face a picture of utter humiliation.

His voice was gentle as he crouched beside her, “I know those things about the Song family aren't your doing. I believe you.”

"Because I know better than you how vicious Mo Yufei and her daughter are, they're like disgusting parasites. We have a common enemy now, my father forcing me to marry that repulsive woman, Mo Yufei. Just looking at her makes me want to vomit."

If you trust me, I will give you shelter, I will protect you.

That day, Sima An's words, 'I will protect you,' was the most beautiful sound in Song Mengmeng's five years of darkness and chaos.y isn't easy, so I think that if they were to divorce solely because of something Guan Lei said that day, it would be immoral for the child to lose their complete family.""Guan Lei scolded me, and in...