Help.
Is there anyone coming to save her?
Fang Yan Huan looked at the lights flashing in the distance from time to time as she painstakingly moved her body.
Oh God, send someone to save her.
She was so tired, so tired.
The blood constantly gushing from her forehead made it impossible for her to see the way ahead.
Just then.
A figure slowly appeared before Fang Yan Huan.
"Please, save me." Fang Yan Huan struggled to raise her hand, wanting the person to save her.
The person took a step back and looked seriously at Fang Yan Huan's weak and powerless appearance.
Fang Yan Huan couldn't understand why she had become like this.
But it wasn't like this in her dream.
In her dream, she saw herself as the protagonist of this world. Her acting career was smooth sailing, while Fang Miao Miao, the fake heiress, was disowned by the Wen family and even died abroad.
But why did it turn out like this?
Why did her protagonist's halo disappear?
Why was she the one kicked out of the country, and she was the one who died in a foreign land?
She was not convinced.
God, you are blind.
The person standing beside her called the phone in his hand after seeing that Fang Yan Huan had stopped breathing.
After receiving an accurate reply, the person in black, without even glancing at the deceased Fang Yan Huan on the ground, turned and left.
...
"Miao Miao."
"What is it?" Fang Miao Miao's eyes were glued to the trophy on the coffee table.
Wen Zhi Yan looked at Fang Miao Miao and said, "Fang Yan Huan is dead."
"Dead, then..." Fang Miao Miao came to her senses and suddenly looked at Wen Zhi Yan, "Wait, who did you just say died?"
"Fang Yan Huan is dead."
"How can this be?"
Wen Zhi Yan briefly relayed the news he received to Fang Miao Miao: "Fang Yuan, in collusion with Zhou Wen Jing, took all of Fang Yan Huan's money. Fang Yan Huan, unable to bear it, killed Zhou Wen Jing and Fang Yuan. When she got her money back, she encountered two muggers on her way out."
"Fang Yan Huan was stoned to death by those two people."
Fang Miao Miao was silent.
Dying in a foreign land was the original owner's fate in this world.
"Scared?"
Fang Miao Miao shook her head. "I just didn't expect her to kill someone and then die at the hands of others."
Wen Zhi Yan held Fang Miao Miao.
After a while, he said, "The matter with Fang Zhi Huan has been resolved."
After cremating the three of them, their ashes were scattered into the sea.
"What are you thinking about?"
Fang Miao Miao shook her head. "I'm thinking about why it developed to this point."
"Because they were too greedy and too insatiable," Wen Zhi Yan explained calmly. "When they can't control their desires, they become a part of their desires, even serving those desires, doing things we can't accept."
Moreover, he realized that Fang Yan Huan probably knew she had some special abilities and was easily favored by heaven, which made Fang Yan Huan act more recklessly.
Fang Yan Huan had long since turned bad.
And her ending was not unexpected.
After all, he was not a great philanthropist, and he would not allow Fang Yan Huan to appear before him.
Fang Miao Miao hugged Wen Zhi Yan and said nothing more.
"Mom."
Fang Miao Miao waved to Wen Yan An, who was at the door. "Why are you back so late today?"
Wen Yan An threw himself into Fang Miao Miao's arms. "Xin Xuan Lai older brother said Mom won an award today, so to celebrate Mom, An An asked Xin Xuan Lai older brother to take An An to the mall to pick out a gift after class."
"An An is so good."
Xin Xuan Lai placed the gift box on the coffee table and then left.
"Mom, quickly close your eyes."
Wen Zhi Yan looked at the two of them cooperating and tutted. Where did this kid learn these tricks? He managed to make his Miao Miao giggle, making him so envious he didn't know what to say.
Wen Yan An carefully opened the gift box, revealing an expensive bracelet inside.
Wen Zhi Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, remaining silent.
"Mom, open your eyes."
Fang Miao Miao slowly opened her eyes and saw a clear and bright green bracelet.
"An An?"
"This is for Mom. I hope Mom can go further and further on the path she loves. Dad and I will be behind Mom, always protecting Mom."
Fang Miao Miao's eyes turned red.
It wasn't just because of the beautiful bracelet, nor the innocent and sincere childish voice of Wen Yan An, but also the love they had for her.
She held him in her arms. "Thank you, my An An baby. How can An An baby be so cute?"
"An An will give Mom all the good things in the world from now on."
Fang Miao Miao laughed and cried. "My An An is so good. But, Mom just needs An An to grow up safely."
Wen Zhi Yan watched the two of them as if no one else was around, and could only shrug and resign himself to cooking for them in the kitchen.
"Dad is a great cook," Wen Yan An praised without hesitation.
"You kid," Wen Zhi Yan patted Wen Yan An's head. "Eat quickly."
After dinner.
Wen Yan An whined and begged to play with Fang Miao Miao for a while before returning to his room to sleep.
"Wen Yan An, you are already 6 years old."
Wen Yan An sat on the bed, looking at Wen Zhi Yan with a serious expression. "So what? Not to mention that even if I get older, I'm still your son. And An An knows he's older now and can't sleep with Mom, but can't I just want to spend more time with Mom?"
After speaking, Wen Yan An directly threw himself into Fang Miao Miao's arms and sobbed. "Mom, An An just wants to spend more time with you, and Dad doesn't agree."
Wen Zhi Yan: "..."
Where did An An learn these passive-aggressive, "green tea" remarks? What he just said clearly didn't have that meaning, but after An An put it this way, he seemed to be in the wrong.
Fang Miao Miao gave Wen Zhi Yan a mischievous glance before gently comforting the little one in her arms.
"It's not An An's fault."
"Okay, okay, An An is a brave big boy."
Wen Yan An, in Fang Miao Miao's arms, refused to look up. "Even if An An is a big boy, he still wants to spend more time with Mom."
During this time, Mom was either working or participating in variety shows and banquets. He hadn't spent much time with Mom. Tomorrow morning, Mom would go on a variety show with Dad again.
He wouldn't see Mom for a long time.
Fang Miao Miao also knew she had been a bit busy lately. "Okay, how about Mom tells An An a story tonight?"
Wen Yan An finally looked up, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Fang Miao Miao. "Can I really?"
"Of course. Mom will coax An An to sleep tonight, okay?"
Saying that, Fang Miao Miao took a storybook from the bedside table. After Wen Yan An lay down, she began to read the story.
Wen Yan An gradually fell asleep to the story.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Zhi Yan brought Fang Miao Miao a cup of warm water. "How's your throat?"
Fang Miao Miao took a sip of water. "I'm fine. My voice is a little hoarse, but it doesn't hurt my throat."
"Go to sleep. I'll carry An An to his room."