"It's such a nice day today, Qiuyue. We will be very happy on this trip!"
Mo Zi'an sat in the driver's seat and was overjoyed from the bottom of his heart.
"Yes, after this trip, I'm going to study in the UK. It's hard for me to get that degree. I'm really looking forward to the scenery in the UK..." Ning Qiuyue also answered with a smile, but a trace of sinisterness flashed in her eyes.
"Are you really in such a hurry? Can't even attend the wedding of me and Achen?" Mo Zi'an's face was full of regret. You know, Ning Qiuyue is her best friend.
"Sorry... You and Achen will definitely be very happy. When it comes to the word Achen, Ning Qiuyue's eyes are more insidious!
Mo Zi'an wanted to say something else, but he saw a large truck suddenly appear at the corner in front of him!
She was shocked and suddenly stepped on the brake, but the brake seemed to fail, and the car had no intention of stopping at all!
"Ah! Zi'an, brake!" Ning Qiuyue screamed!
And Mo Zi'an stepped on the brake desperately, but he could only watch the car collide with the big truck!
"Bang!"
A loud noise!
"No, no!" Mo Zi'an screamed and suddenly sat up from the bed, panting!
Looking at this familiar bedroom, Mo Zi felt sad at ease.
"I dreamed again..." The guilt and self-reproach in her heart swallowed her up like a wild beast!
Since she and Ning Qiuyue had an accident on the way to a self-driving trip three years ago, she has had this nightmare almost every day. Every night when she wakes up, she will sit until dawn in self-blame...
In the car accident, Mo Zi'an was only slightly injured, but Ning Qiuyue was in a coma for three whole months and almost never woke up!
She couldn't help but lose her favorite British university, and even... I lost the opportunity to be a mother forever.
"All this is my fault..." Mo Zi'an's eyes were red.
In the past three years, Ning Qiuyue has hated her to the extreme...
A rude sound of opening the door alarmed Mo Zi'an from his nonsense. She subconsciously rushed out of the room and saw a drunken figure coming in.
"Achen, why are you drunk again..." Mo Zi'an quickly greeted her and supported her husband, Situ Chen, the person she loved most in her life.
There is a sweet smell of perfume on his body.
Mo Zi'an's head was sour, but he didn't say anything.
She has long been used to it.
At the beginning, Situ Chen married him entirely because the Situ family's enterprise entered a financial crisis, and her Mo family was the largest financial family in the city...
Mo Zi'an never expected Situ Chen to love him.
"Drunk?" Situ Chen suddenly sneered and said intermittently, "If you don't get drunk, I'm afraid... I see that you will want to vomit! Haha..."
This extremely insulting word made Mo Zi'an's body stiffen.
But she soon returned to normal, continued to support him, and said gently, "I'll help you go back to the bedroom."
"By going back to the bedroom?" Situ Chen suddenly hugged her slender waist and pressed her hard on the sofa in the living room. He said in an extremely disgusted voice, "You don't have to go back to the bedroom. I can give you what you want here!"
After saying that, he tore off Mo Zi'an's clothes fiercely with a big hand!
"Tear up!"
With the cracking sound, Mo Zi'an's chest suddenly exposed his skin.