"After this incident, everyone around me called me a shameless mistress, saying that I destroyed other people's families and caused their families to fall apart. Sister Xinyao, do you think I can be blamed for this?"

Lijuan asked with a feeling of grievance.

Zhou Xinyao replied without hesitation: "Of course it's not your fault. He kept it from you and didn't tell you that he already had a family."

"But others don't think so. They all like to read stories about mistresses getting beaten, but I really am not a mistress!" Lijuan said with tears in her eyes.

Zhou Xinyao put her arm around Li Juan's shoulders and said, "There are too many people in this world who can't stand seeing others doing well. Don't pay attention to their thoughts. Just be clear in your conscience."

"Sister Xinyao, you are so nice~"

Lijuan lay in Zhou Xinyao's arms and burst into tears.

Zhou Xinyao patted Lijuan's back gently, feeling the same pain in her heart.

Zhou Xinyao was wondering, why are women always the ones who get hurt?

After thinking for a moment, she felt that there was a crucial reason, that is, women's hearts are not as cruel as men's.

Many women cannot be as hard-hearted and shameless as men. They cannot say one thing in front of others and another behind their backs. They are even less likely to abandon their husbands and children.

On the other hand, many men become disregarding of their wives once they put on their pants. After a quarrel, they don’t care about the life or death of their wives and children. All they think about is themselves.

"Lijuan, who made us women? Life is really too tiring for women. If there is an afterlife, I really don't want to be a woman anymore," Zhou Xinyao sighed.

Li Juan said with tears in her eyes: "If there is an afterlife, I want to be a woman again. I will also learn to cheat their feelings and money like men do. I want to let these bastard men experience the feeling of being cheated!"

When talking about revenge on men, Lijuan looked very energetic.

But then I felt sad and lonely again.

"It's a pity that I can't do this in my lifetime. I still have to take care of my mother and my sister..."

"Lijuan, let's not talk about these sad things. Have a good sleep now, and tomorrow will still be a beautiful day."

"Yes, Sister Xinyao, all worries will disappear after a good sleep."

Lijuan looked at Zhou Xinyao with a smile on her face and then turned off the lights.

Both of them were tired after a long day and fell asleep quickly.

Zhang Ziqing sat alone on the first floor, imagining the beautiful scenes of her family's past.

The more she thought about these happy things, the more sad she felt.

For the entire night, Zhang Ziqing was immersed in this mixed feeling of happiness and sadness.

Early the next morning, Lijuan's cell phone alarm rang.

After hearing the alarm ringing, Lijuan hurriedly turned over and turned off the alarm, fearing that she would wake Zhou Xinyao up.

"Lijuan, what time is it?" Zhou Xinyao asked sleepily.

"Sister Xinyao, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep," Lijuan said guiltily.

"It's okay, it should be daybreak now, right?" Zhou Xinyao forced herself to sit up.

After a busy day yesterday, she woke up feeling as if all the bones in her body were about to fall apart, especially her waist, which hurt badly with the slightest exertion.

Li Juan saw the painful expression on Zhou Xinyao's face, and hurriedly supported her and said, "Sister Xinyao, it's only half past six, you should sleep a little longer."

"It's getting late, and I don't know if Ziqing is asleep or not. Let's go down and check."

Zhou Xinyao said.

"Sister Xinyao, let me help you wash up first."

Lijuan quickly put on her clothes and went to prepare her toiletries.

"Lijuan, no need, let's go downstairs first."

Zhou Xinyao put her clothes in order and walked towards the door.

Lijuan hurried to Zhou Xinyao's side and supported her.

Zhang Ziqing leaned against the corner of the table and fell asleep.

The door was wide open and gusts of cold wind blew in.

"This silly woman has caught a cold."

Zhou Xinyao picked up the blanket on the clothesline and covered Zhang Ziqing with it.

Zhang Ziqing felt someone approaching and opened her eyes with difficulty.

"Xinyao, are you awake?" Zhang Ziqing asked in a hoarse voice.

"Ziqing, go upstairs and sleep for a while. It's too cold here," Zhou Xinyao said with concern.

"No, I'm not sleepy."

Zhang Ziqing stood up with his hands on the table.

The moment Zhang Ziqing stood up, Zhou Xinyao saw a few strands of hair on Zhang Ziqing's head shining silver, as if they were stuck to something.

"Ziqing, your hair~"

Zhou Xinyao reached out and touched the top of Zhang Ziqing's head.

Zhang Ziqing smiled and replied, "What's wrong with my hair?"

"Your hair...why is it so gray?"

Zhou Xinyao simply couldn't believe her eyes. Zhang Ziqing, who had beautiful hair yesterday, had nearly half of her hair turned white overnight.

Especially the top of the head is particularly obvious and looks all white.

"My hair has turned white?" Zhang Ziqing asked with a smile.

Zhou Xinyao choked up. Seeing Zhang Ziqing become like this, she felt really sad.

Zhang Ziqing smiled happily, "Let me see what I look like now."

Zhang Ziqing picked up the mirror and looked at herself carefully.

"Oh, you know what ~ my hair has really turned a lot whiter! Now I don't need to dye it, it will turn gray naturally," Zhang Ziqing said with a happy smile.

Under all the grief, Zhang Ziqing's hair really turned white overnight, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes seemed to become deeper and more obvious.

It was as if I had aged ten years overnight.

"Ziqing~I really feel sorry for you!" Zhou Xinyao hugged Zhang Ziqing and cried.

Zhang Ziqing gently patted Zhou Xinyao's arm, "Hey, Xinyao, why are you crying? I'm fine now, don't cry."

"Let's bury my dad now..."

Zhang Ziqing sighed and said, "Then I'll go back to Jiangcheng with you."

"Ziqing, we are not in a hurry to go back. You should finish your work here first," Zhou Xinyao said.

"There's nothing to do, let's go~"

With the help of Dong Ming and others, Zhang Ziqing handled her father's funeral, then locked the door and went to Jiangcheng.

As soon as we set out, Bai Zhenlin learned the news, and then he made arrangements with great fanfare.

Zhang Ziqing fell asleep after getting in the car, leaning on Zhou Xinyao's shoulder, sleeping soundly.

It was as if I had used up all my energy and slept forever.

Zhou Xinyao slept quite well yesterday and didn't feel sleepy at all.

During this journey, Zhou Xinyao also thought about many things. In these few short months, the people and things she encountered were more complicated and numerous than those in her first half of her life.

She also felt tired and didn't want to get involved in these disputes anymore.

Now, she just wanted Bai Yunchuan to come out as soon as possible, and then the two of them could leave this place full of intrigues, find a quiet place where no one would disturb them, and live a safe and comfortable life.