Apart from her father, she was never liked by her relatives since she was a child. After her father's accidental death, only Grandma Zhang, Grandpa Liang, and Teacher Sun cherished her. Others would curse her as a calamity, a wild child nobody wanted, or spit and throw stones at her.

With great difficulty, she met someone who truly cared for her, yet fate cruelly separated them, subjecting them both to torment and suffering.

But what could she do now that things had come to this point?

She deeply loved him, and, being in only his prime, he had many good years ahead of him. That woman also bore his child. Not wanting to burden him, she ignored his desperate pleas and resolutely divorced him, cutting off all contact with him in the process.

He never came looking for her, but she knew he was always silently watching over her. Whenever she encountered any difficulties, he would always find ways to help her from the sidelines, yet never let anyone tell her.

She never forgot him, and when she was reborn in this time and space, accidentally acquiring the medical equipment and suspecting that the female military doctor had also been reborn here, she felt an inexplicable hope, or perhaps wishful thinking, that maybe she and he could rekindle their past love in this time and space, especially after seeing her master's letter.

The feeling became especially strong.

Perhaps heaven heard her prayers, perhaps heaven could not bear to see her sad and alone any longer, for today, she really saw him.

Even though he did not acknowledge her and even seemed to loathe her, she knew it was only because she had changed her appearance and he didn't know who she was. She believed that once she revealed her identity, he would definitely be happy. However, the most important thing for now was to find him first.

Mengchen, with her thoughts clear, relaxed her brows and her eyes shone as bright as stars; a gentle, sweet smile lingered on her lips.

In the shadow on the roof opposite, Xuan Mo watched Mengchen with her faint smile, drinking one gulp of liquor after another.

All around the estate was a peaceful silence, as if even the insects had ceased their chirping, making it exceptionally quiet.

In the cold moonlight, he sat casually on the rooftop, his long black hair loosely scattered over his shoulders, his gaze hazy, his expression forlorn. The night breeze came, blowing his flowing locks, wrapping him in an atmosphere of thick loneliness and self-mockery.

The next morning, after receiving reports from the birdies, Mengchen finished breakfast, instructed Sister Jin and the others to continue staying at the hotel, carefully dressed herself, and then went to Fairy Lake with Hai Tang and Lv Luo.

From afar, she saw that person with a face pure and beautiful like an exiled immortal. His elegant brows radiated a subtle, misty light, and the curvature of his lips was perfect, always seemingly adorned with a smile. That kind of smile seemed like it could disperse the shadows, warm and at ease.

He was dressed in white with a jade belt, like a blossoming tree planted amidst green mountains and rivers, embodying the essence of heaven and earth. He was like a beautiful piece of jade from Kunlun in the southeastern corner, emitting a faint luminance. His entire being exuded an innate nobility that compelled others to revere him involuntarily.

"Young master, what a coincidence," Mengchen greeted with a smile as the person approached.

Usually, she was reserved by nature, not easily intimate with others, especially cautious around men, even keeping her distance.

But now, she was eager to recognize him, eager to rekindle their past love, and so naturally cast aside her reserve.

The man was startled, then slightly furrowed his handsome brows. A trace of disgust flitted across the depths of his black eyes, so quickly that no one noticed, before he simply stepped past Mengchen and walked away with large strides.

Disdainfully glancing at Mengchen, his two attendants hurried to follow their master.

Seeing this, Mengchen became anxious and blurted out, "Hang Qingming, I'm Mengchen! The Mengchen who often made you Twin Lotus Seed Cake!"

The man paused in his steps, slowly turning to look at Mengchen. His expression was gentle as a breeze, yet his eyes, dark as stars, swirled with storm clouds, turning pitch-black like a black hole in an instant, as the killing intent gradually congealed.

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