Because of the valuables inside, these rooms are rarely in and out, although Butterfly is the hostess of this house, but the key to the room is only in Zhuang Yousheng's hands.

At the bottom of the stairs there is a hidden storage room and a small wine cellar, which is full of tools and miscellaneous items used by Zhuang Yousheng for his work. In the gloomy wine cellar all year round is the wine that Zhuang Yousheng bought everywhere. However, there is nothing to be seen from the outside, because the carved wooden shelves are lined with scrolls, drawing papers, and some painting books, and the door of the wooden frame must be removed to enter.

A back door leads to a semi-sunken garden, much smaller than the front yard, with a staggered floor of cobblestone and marble, sparsely planted with bamboo and plantains, and a small door on one side that leads to the garage.

From the moment he entered the door, Liao Yingchen had been silently observing the entire house.

As she walked, she was secretly surprised, she didn't expect that the butterfly lived in such a beautiful house and lived such a comfortable life. The grievances in her heart can be imagined.

Look at the butterfly again, there is no trace of time on the face, obviously very well maintained, the figure is slightly fat, and there are wisps of resentment floating on the eyebrows, but she has always been like this, even if she shows her face, she feels sad, but the style is not inferior, the appearance is outstanding, wearing a very physical home clothes, Ying Yingran walked in front, and there was a kind of radiant charm.

Obviously, today's butterflies have a comfortable life and a happy marriage. That day, she heard Gao Ruohan mention that Butterfly married a painter, called Zhuang Yousheng. I also checked on the Internet, and I am a returned painter in the United States, although I have been married once, but my family background is very good. She wondered, how could Butterfly be so lucky to meet such a golden beetle son-in-law? She's just a penniless reporter, but now she's jumped to the top because of it.

Although Liao Yingchen had been carefully groomed and dressed up before coming today, she didn't want the butterfly to see how difficult and sad she had been over the years, but at this moment, standing with the butterfly, she invisibly felt her unbearable.

It's the same woman, why is the reality so unfair?

This sourness rose in vain, overflowing the entire chest in an instant......

Butterfly sat down in a chair with a back, and since she might have to listen to a long poem next, she tried to make herself as comfortable as possible.

looked at Liao Yingchen across the table. A ray of sunlight shone on half of her face, thin and bright, and through the clear pupils, you could see what a complex and deep woman's heart was.

Out of courtesy, Butterfly brewed a pot of lemon tea and placed it on the table in front of them, opposite a small glass teacup. Butterflies generally drink nothing without sugar, so sugar is omitted.

Although the butterfly is fake, no matter how fake it is, it is necessary to squeeze out some smiles. However, this smile is light and thin, and it can't stand scrutiny, and it will soon be imperceptible, hidden behind a cold expression.

Liao Yingchen glanced at it, she didn't care about this. She came today for one purpose: for her imprisoned boyfriend, Merlin. He is now facing trial after being arrested on suspicion of drug trafficking. And the judge who handled this case happened to be Bi Yuchen.

Ever since she found out that the judge hearing this case was Bi Yuchen through layers of relationships, she has been running to the court, hoping to meet him, hoping that he would know that her boyfriend was wronged, not a drug dealer, and was framed. But it has not been realized.

Bi Yuchen is a strict and rigid person, who is serious and rigorous, and the trial of any case is in accordance with the law and regulations, and he does things according to the law, and he can't be accommodating at all, and he can't even meet face-to-face. She felt that the key was that she couldn't get a relationship, and she was very anxious about it.

But Merlin looked at himself with a desperate and pleading gaze every time inside, longing for himself to save him at this critical time, but also feeling hopeless and resentful of her. kept saying that he harmed him and dragged him down. If they hadn't known each other back then, maybe there wouldn't have been such an ending today. He even yelled at her in a frenzy, saying, "What's the use of you?" You're useless at all.

Liao Yingchen's eyes were full of helpless tears, what happened to him? It's just because I love him. Is love a drag? Is love a pest?

But every time she thought of Merlin in prison, she looked languishing and desperate, and she felt extremely heartbroken, and she thought: No matter what, even if the family is bankrupt, even if there is no everything, she must rescue him.

When she knew that Bi Yuchen was Gao Ruohan's husband, she suddenly felt a light appear in front of her. Because she thought of butterflies, and one way or another, it was a lifesaver.

It's one thing whether it's useful or not, it's another thing whether you go and work hard.

She felt that she had to beg for a butterfly no matter what, it didn't matter how difficult she was, even if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire ahead, she would break through, not to mention just letting the butterfly humiliate herself, she could not want her life, let alone face?

As long as the butterfly can help give her a way, even if she can say a few words to Bi Yuchen and a few words to Merlin, she will not hesitate to do anything.

What's more, Merlin has already stated that if he can see the light of day again this time, he will agree to marry him. She has been waiting for this day for almost ten years, they are separated and united, separated and reunited, this sour and unrelenting, who else in this world can understand?

That's what she's here for today.

The two women looked at each other for a moment.

The butterfly looked at the black tea that had been brewed and reached out to pour her a full cup. said lightly: Liao Yingchen, although we did have an unpleasant time, but since you said that it was for the sake of childhood affection, I will also listen to you talk about the purpose of this shallow affection.

When half of the tea was drunk and the butterfly got up again to add water, her mind was a little confused, because she was almost listening to Liao Yingchen's self-description of this half pot of tea, describing the changes in her family situation and the ups and downs of life. Intermittently, some of the preamble does not match the afterword, but from the rambling statements, Butterfly still understands the general content:

Her father eventually broke down because of the jade business, and in order to pay off the huge debt, he also sold the big house he lived in and bought a small house with only one room. Two old men live in such a suffocated manner. My mother couldn't take care of herself because of a cerebral infarction a few years ago, and now she relies on my father to take care of her every day. She has a stable job, which is already a blessing in this unfortunate family, so she also cares about her job, and has always been conscientious, barely maintaining this family in her last years. The boyfriend she originally made, Mo Lin, was originally a model, but she wanted to develop in the film and television industry, which was also bad luck, or it shouldn't be that fate, in order to be able to mix in this entertainment industry, in many cases, people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and the thing that happened back then was the mistake of being coerced, and there were thousands of mistakes, all of which were blamed on the two of them who were obsessed with ghosts at the time, and they wanted to make movies and become famous. Fortunately, the mistake was not real, it was a false alarm.