CEO’s Contract Sweet Wife

When night fell, Xia Yu lay on her bed very early in the morning and entered her dreams. In her dreams, she dreamed of her father. She cried and tried to grab her father's hand, but no matter what, she couldn't get her hands on him.    

    

"Father... Don't go... "Don't leave me alone …"    

    

Wen Zhixia chased after her father with tears welling up on her face.    

    

She was about to reach out and touch her father's back when she saw his angry face.    

    

"Wen Zhixia, since you're so disobedient, I'll make you pay the price."    

    

"Don't... "No!"    

    

Seeing that Yi Yi held a dagger in her hand, Wen Zhixia wanted to go up and block him, but she failed.    

    

She watched helplessly as the blade easily stabbed into her father's stomach. The blood dyed her father's clothes red, as well as Wen Zhixia's eyes red.    

    

"Hahahaha, Wen Zhixia, don't even think about begging me in this life."    

    

Wen Zhixia's ears were filled with terrifying laughter. It was so easy for her to feel a sense of unfamiliarity that she had never felt before.    

    

Sitting on the ground, Wen Zhixia no longer had the strength to cry.    

    

She looked at her father lying on the ground, her gaze locked onto the dagger that had fallen to the ground.    

    

Without any hesitation, Wen Zhixia held the dagger in her hand, stood up, and rushed towards Yi Yi.    

    

"No!"    

    

Xia Yu shook her head and woke up from her dream. Looking at the dark room, Xia Yu sat up and turned on the bedside lamp.    

    

She silently stared at the light, as if that tiny light could dispel the darkness in her heart.    

    

There were still some tears left on her face. Xia Yu raised her hand and gently wiped them away. Was her father blaming her for her escape?    

    

Wen Zhixia had been running away ever since she found out about her father's death. She didn't want to face any difficulties, and didn't even have the courage to avenge her father.    

    

They were able to forget about each other's injuries, but they did not expect that the more time passed, the more Wen Zhixia would not be able to let it go.    

    

The remorse in her heart slowly turned into Wen Zhixia's nightmare.    

    

Cold sweat soaked Wen Zhixia's pajamas. She got out of bed and looked at herself in the mirror. She was Wen Zhixia.    

    

It was just that the former Wen Zhixia was kind and weak, while the future Wen Zhixia had many grudges in her heart.    

    

She picked up the cell phone on the table, found the unknown number from the day, and dialed it.    

    

It was easy to sit in the office and check the gathered information repeatedly. Since the day Wen Zhixia and Lv Wei met, things gradually got out of control.    

    

Now, he regretted killing Nan Wenyu, but he didn't leave anyone alive. However, many things had become a mystery.    

    

The phone's ringtone suddenly interrupted Yi Yi's train of thought. He looked at Xia Yu's cell phone number and was puzzled. However, he still chose to pick up the call.    

    

He, who had no intention to speak, heard the familiar voice.    

    

"Do you choose me because you can't let me go, or because you feel guilty?"    

    

Wen Zhixia hadn't forgotten to ask Xia Yu to stay with him. However, Wen Zhixia didn't know why she did it so easily.    

    

Hearing Xia Yu's question, Yi Chenzi actually thought that it was Wen Zhixia questioning him, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.    

    

Wen Zhixia, who did not receive a response, immediately hung up the phone.    

    

If it was easy to say that she didn't want to end the game, then Wen Zhixia didn't want to give up her hatred for her father just like that.    

    

As long as she avenged her father, the guilt in her heart would be relieved.    

    

Easy to hold the phone and listen to the busy tone from the other end of the line.    

    

He didn't even know what he wanted in his heart. He knew he should stay away from everything related to Wen Zhixia, but he just didn't want to admit it.    

    

Even if there were any clues that could prove Wen Zhixia's innocence, she wouldn't give up easily.    

    

Until the next morning, Yi Yeyu was still staring at his phone in a daze. When Hua Feiruo walked into the office, he saw Yi Yuan's absent-minded look.    

    

"Brother?" What's the matter with you? "    

    

When he heard Hua Feiruo's voice, he quickly came back to his senses. He put down his phone, got up and went to the bathroom to wash up and change his clothes.    

    

"What is it?"    

    

Seeing that Easy had returned to normal, Hua Feiruo handed the envelope in his hand over to Easy.    

    

"I just received this. It's an invitation from Country Z. The name is for you."    

    

Actually, Hua Feiruo also felt it was strange. Towards Z Nation and Rong's have never interacted, why did they suddenly send an invitation this time?    

    

After receiving the invitation letter, he was easily able to see the special seal of Z Country on it. It was indeed from the royal family of Z Country.    

    

He opened the envelope, took out the letter, and opened it.    

    

Looking at the familiar handwriting, the easy eyes flashed with shock, which then turned into joy.    

    

It was Bai Li's handwriting. It was not wrong, and the last line of the calligraphy was written by Rong Jian …    

    

Are they still alive?    

    

When he thought of this possibility, his eyes which had always been so strong and unyielding, unknowingly moistened …    

    

Hua Feiruo stood opposite to Easy, looking at Easy's reaction, his face showed a puzzled expression.    

    

"Brother?" "What's wrong?"    

    

It was true that he was happy to be able to see the surprise on Easy's face. Ever since the day of his Rong Family incident, it seemed like he had never seen a smile on Easy's face again.    

    

"Bai Li and Rong Jian are still alive."    

    

There was no doubt that the news was a relief to Ease.    

    

From when Rong Jian was unconscious to when he lost his consciousness until when he found out the news of Rong Jian's death, his heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.    

    

He had always thought that it was because he did not properly protect his Rong Family that caused so many incidents in the Rong Family.    

    

However, since Rong Jian was able to write to him, it meant that he had woken up and was safe.    

    

Hearing Easy's words, Hua Feiruo felt an indescribable excitement. His pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to have bloomed like a flower as they glittered brilliantly.    

    

He reached out his hand and took the letter from his hands. He looked at the handwriting and saw that Bai Li was right.    

    

And Rong Jian's words.    

    

"I look forward to meeting with big brother as soon as possible!"    

    

It was still possible for someone to imitate Bai Li's handwriting, but Rong Jian's identity had always been a secret of Rong Family. No one could find Rong Jian's handwriting, let alone imitate it.    

    

"Brother, let's go to Z Country now!"    

    

Hua Feiruo couldn't wait to meet Bai Li and Rong Jian.    

    

It was as if he would only be completely at ease the day he saw them.    

    

"Now is not the time. In the letter, Bai Li said that this time, Z Nation wants to cooperate with Rong's and wants to make use of our design competition to choose a clothing designer for Third Princess."    

    

"We are preparing for the upcoming wedding of Third Prince of Z Country, so we have to wait for the end of the design competition before we can leave."    

    

Bai Li had written it clearly, but this letter came from the royal family of Z Country.