Nancheng, psychiatric hospital.

Song Zhiyi lay on the dilapidated operating table with a big belly and a pale face.

She has been giving birth for a long time, and her consciousness is getting weaker and weaker, but the medical staff who delivered the labor sat indifferently on the side and played with her mobile phone, regardless of her life or death.

"Really don't save her? After all, no matter what she says, she is also the second miss of the Song family. A little nurse said with some concern.

"Don't worry, she is just the adopted daughter of the Song family, and in the eyes of the Song family, she is just a cheap life? The eldest lady has already instructed us to let her go to the mother and keep the child when she gives birth, let's control the time, and then give her an induced injection later. ”

The discussion between the two reached Song Zhiyi's ears word for word.

Her face was pale, and her heart was full of doubts.

Ten months ago, she was about to enter the palace of marriage, but on the eve of receiving the certificate, her boyfriend disappeared.

She searched all over the city like crazy, but no trace could be found in all ways, as if she had picked him up a year ago, and it was her fantasy to fall in love with him!

The Song family even said to the outside world that she was crazy, and that man was a person she imagined, and he didn't exist at all.

In order to "treat" her, the Song family imprisoned her in this mental hospital in the wilderness!

She still had a child in her belly, the only proof that he ever existed.

There was a burst of contractions, and Song Zhiyi tried her best, as if something fell off her body.

"She gave birth?"

"Hurry up and pick up the baby."

"Wait, why is this kid out of gas?"

........

Six years later, Nancheng International Airport.

Song Zhiyi was wearing a black suit, with a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of her nose, and her facial features were flamboyant, adding some outstanding workplace elite atmosphere, and the whole person looked bright and agile.

After six years, I returned to this land again, and I still felt unstoppable pain in my heart.

The years of living in the Song family, and the child who was killed, became an indelible scar in her heart.

After so many years, as she delivered more newborns, the hatred for the Song family in her heart gradually superimposed.

She pulled her luggage, walked out of the airport, and when she raised her eyes, she bumped into a familiar figure.

The other party stood expressionlessly in the center of the crowd, his black trousers were straight without the slightest wrinkles, and he listened to the people around him with an indifferent expression, occasionally nodding in response.

"Ayan ........."

Song Zhiyi called the other party's name in a lost voice, threw down the luggage in her hand, and strode forward, looking excited, her eyes were red all around, and a pair of black and white apricot eyes flashed with tears.

She strode forward, and rushed into the other's arms before everyone expected it, she hugged his waist tightly, and tears of grievance welled up.

"Where have you been all these years?"

"I've been looking for you for a long time........"

Before she could begin to pour out her grievances, she was quickly pulled away by the man's men.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, it's our incompetence."

His subordinates lowered their heads in fear, not daring to look at Gu Jinyan's face.

Gu Jinyan frowned, lowering his eyes and sorting out the shirt that had been wrinkled by Song Zhiyi, and the disgust at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows was self-evident.

Song Zhiyi was stunned, looking at the man's unfamiliar look and cold eyes, she almost mistakenly thought that she had recognized the wrong person for a while.

But........

His appearance, his facial features, and the person he is, she will never admit it.

He is her boyfriend who disappeared six years ago, Ah Yan.