Simple sentences, repeated three times. The intense hatred seemed to penetrate the photograph through the font.

Underneath the word, there is a very small line of dates. He Mengjie leaned over and took a closer look, and then her body suddenly stiffened!

That date should have been the day before my mother committed suicide! Before committing suicide, my mother still had such a deep hatred for Yuan Hao!

He Mengjie's heart sank fiercely, and her whole body was cold.

In a sense, Yuan Hao is the murderer of his mother! If he hadn't ruthlessly abandoned his mother, how could his mother have suffered from depression under the strange eyes of everyone, and how could his mother commit suicide if she hadn't suffered from depression!

Yuan Hao is the murderer of his mother!

He Mengjie clenched her fists, and a raging anger swelled in her chest.

Yuan Hao, a man who has been abandoned from the beginning to the end, is not worthy of being her father at all, not worthy!

He Mengjie sat next to the small wooden box and was angry for a while. The original grievances and sadness have slowly changed at this moment, turning into anger and hatred.

She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists and made a decision, deciding that from now on, she would be the same as Yuan Hao!

Then, she picked up the photo and prepared to put it back in the small wooden box. But when she put the photos, she was attracted by the three small books.

What are those? She's never seen it before.

She picked up a copy and opened it to find that it was her mother's diary!

She quickly flipped through the diary in her hand and looked at the date. The date shows that it should be when my mother was in college. It's not something that I remember every day.

Suddenly a strong curiosity ignited in her heart, she wanted to snoop, she wanted to know what kind of girl her mother was before. Is she just like her grandfather said, she imagined to be a kind and beautiful lady?

So, she turned the first page of her diary.

The diary is like the journey of a young girl's beautiful heart, written from the first day of college admission. Everything is positive, beautiful and joyful.

He Mengjie looked at the joy revealed between the lines, and couldn't imagine that her mother, who had always been melancholy in her impression, was so lively and happy back then.

What changed her, what made her that way?

He Mengjie eagerly flipped back, but she didn't drop a word. She looked carefully, looked seriously, and seemed to have brought herself into her mother's college life back then.

Time passed little by little, He Mengjie was tired of sitting, and then lay down on the floor of the storage room.

And then—she finally saw the name near the end of the first diary—Yuan Hao!

He Mengjie's heart jumped suddenly, and she couldn't help but sit up straight.

At this moment, the door of the storage room was suddenly pushed open, and Wen Xuan's concerned voice sounded at the door: "Little fool? ”

He Mengjie turned her head mechanically and looked at him blankly. It's as if my happy life was suddenly temporarily interrupted by a sudden person.

Wen Xuan walked in and glanced at the small wooden box in front of her. Then she gently picked up the notebook she was holding.

He lowered his head, just glanced at it, and then stared at He Mengjie with a surprised look.

His eyes were suddenly filled with watery tenderness, and there seemed to be a hint of distress mixed with it.