Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland - Chapter 922
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Chapter 922: Chapter 923: Meng Yunhan, You Just Wait for Me Chapter 922: Chapter 923: Meng Yunhan, You Just Wait for Me “Wife, you should get some rest, I’ll go get you something to eat.” He wanted to step outside for some fresh air, unwilling to stay any longer.
Meng Yunhan didn’t try to keep Yun Hao this time, watching as he fled. She harbored no complaints.
Because this was just Ahao reacting normally.
She had lived her whole life just for herself, Meng Yunhan.
The affairs of the Meng Family could no longer affect her.
Now, she could be considered invincible.
Nothing could knock her down anymore.
The Meng Family had vanished with her past life.
She had given a whole lifetime, and people only have one lifetime to live; she had already devoted hers to the Meng Family.
If it weren’t for her rebirth, she wouldn’t even have this life.
She would never have known that in her past life, everything had been like a joke.
A huge joke that had been kept secret by the Meng Family for a lifetime.
She was not the biological child of the Meng Family; she was adopted.
Now married with children of her own, she didn’t want to delve into who her birth parents were.
Even if they appeared before her, she had no need to recognize them.
A lifetime, a lifetime, they never came to claim her, which only indicated one thing – they never cared about her, their daughter; otherwise, how could she have been deceived in her very bones, and lied to by the Meng Family for a lifetime?
Yun Hao stood in the courtyard, looked up at the sky.
His wife’s past life had not included him, had not included him.
He had vowed that in this life, and the next, he would be with his wife.
But he had never considered that they could have had any connection in their past lives.
His wife even remembered her past life, remembered the events of her past life.
Their intersection in her past life was very brief, very brief.
“Dad, what are you looking at?” Little Huzi looked in the direction his dad was gazing but seeing nothing, he asked.
Yun Hao glanced at Little Huzi, “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be practicing your boxing?”
Little Huzi was confused, “Oh, I’ll go practice.”
Yun Hao turned and went back into the main house, holding fruit in his hands, pondering something. Anyway, a fruit bowl’s worth of fruit was eaten unconsciously by him, and by the time he went to get more, there was none left.
“All the fruit is gone, what’s the wife going to eat?”
Seeing some fruit still on the coffee table, he immediately washed them and, with a large plateful, returned to the room.
“Ahao, I thought you weren’t coming in?”
Yun Hao placed the fruit on the bedside table, “How could I not?”
Meng Yunhan, remembering Ahao hadn’t slept well the previous night, suggested, “Ahao, come up to bed for a bit. We’ll go watch a movie in the afternoon.”
Since the New Year, she hadn’t found the time to accompany Ahao to see a movie. She was busy, always busy with the garment factory’s affairs, searching for fabrics, traveling, dealing with internal spies, and opening stores.
It was April already.
Yun Hao moved quickly, embracing his wife and closing his eyes, “Let’s sleep for a while.”
On Meng Yunjian’s end, he still didn’t know who had hit him.
His whole body ached so much he couldn’t take care of himself, just enduring the pain.
It was very likely the man of Meng Yunhan.
Meng Yunhan, you owe me your last life, daring to send someone to beat me up.
Meng Yunhan, just you wait for me.
To think that just because you’ve got a rich dad now, you can erase your past actions – don’t dream of it. That’s impossible. You can’t escape it in this lifetime.
Meng Yunjian had no choice but to buy a ticket home, fearing he might get beaten up again.
He was completely unaware that he had inadvertently revealed a truth that had tangled Meng Yunhan’s entire life, a truth she had spent a lifetime without knowing.
