A year and a half ago, she entered the prison barefoot in this underneath sundress, and a year and a half later, she is the only one who can walk out of prison with this dress.

Behind her, the snow left one after another footprints that she had just walked on, and on the majestic isolation net, a row of red words reads: "New repentance, new life, new development, new life." "It's more like a sarcasm for her.

Xia Mohan sneered at the gray-white sky.

Does she need to repent? Does she have a new life? Is there anything for her future? Does she have a new life?

No! She didn't! All gone!

A year and a half ago, that summer, she put on her wedding dress and married the man she loved the most.

However, that man ruined her life!

He not only humiliated her in public at the wedding, trampled on her piano hand, trampled on her dignity, but also forced her father to kill the child in her belly with his own hands in order to protect the company, sent her to prison, and severed the father-daughter relationship with her.

It was also after that incident that she learned that Li Ruoxi was not Li Yanzhe's sister at all.

So, everything is clear.

Xia Mohan probably guessed that it must be that Li Ruoxi also likes Li Yanzhe, and she doesn't want her to marry her brother, so she framed her and ruined her hands.

But why? The man she loves so much, just doesn't trust her?

Li Yanzhe would rather trust Li Ruoxi, and he didn't believe her Xia Mohan!

Li Ruoxi's insidiousness and Li Yanzhe's ruthlessness have become the source of all the hatred in her Xia Mohan's heart, but this hatred has been smoothed out in the past year and a half of prison life.

Yes, now that her face is as dead as ashes and her heart is as plain as a vegetarian, there is no need to hate them.

Because, she felt, hatred only made her heart hurt more, and only death was a real relief.

Open your arms and let the snowflakes slowly accumulate as they fall on you. The pale skin was gradually turned red from the cold.

Xia Mohan looked up at the sky, a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes.

Her lips gradually turned purple, a thin layer of frost condensed on her willow eyebrows and feather eyelashes, and her face was so pale that it seeped through.

In prison, she was watched 24 hours a day and attempted suicide several times.

And this time, let time stand still and let all of her ...... Let's end it all here!

"Didi-"

Not far away, the sound of a car's horn was heard.

In the midst of the heavy snow, a black Maybach luxury car worth tens of millions of dollars is slowly driving towards this side.

……

Mohs Multinational Group, Jincheng Center Building.

Floor-to-ceiling windows offer a panoramic view of the snow-capped city.

In the huge conference room, Li Yanzhe took turns tapping on the conference table with the five fingers of his right hand, but he didn't want to enjoy the beautiful city snow scene outside the window.

"Secretary Li, can you make a phone call and ask your Mr. Mo, when will he come?" Li Yanzhe's personal secretary Liu Fenglin couldn't help asking.

Suddenly, everyone sighed.

An hour passed, and the question that no one dared to ask was finally asked.

Secretary Li pushed the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, sat on the main seat, and replied expressionlessly: "If Secretary Liu can't wait, you can leave with your boss." ”

That's right, just a small secretary, the tone can be so high, then the person above him is even more sacred and inviolable.