Chapter 3, standing still, it turned out she was nothing at all

She covered her face and, with a sobbing tone, said: "Drive me away from this place, will you?" She no longer wanted to humiliate herself by staying here. She had received her answer; she was not the type of woman who enjoyed entanglements. Since she had seen it with her own eyes, all she wanted was to leave this place quickly, never to see it again, and it would be best if they never met again.

The money was handed over, yet she did not reach out to take it. Instead, she merely stared at Feng Bowen's hand holding the money, at the wedding ring on his finger. Her entire body trembled slightly; she hugged herself, hoping to calm down a bit with the book.

He watched everything unfold with indifference; it was merely a clichéd tale of a heartless man. Originally there to attend Feng Bowen's wedding, she crawled back into his car, making it difficult for him to get out. He had always preferred to avoid trouble. Coldly, he said: "Get out!"

She murmured softly, nodding her head, dragging her already exhausted body as she reached out to open the car door, intending to get in and leave. Noticing that Feng Bowen was also about to leave, she called out to him softly once more.

Feng Bowen approached her as if he had encountered a plague, his smile frozen on his face, and he whispered, "What are you doing here? What do you want? I am getting married today, and all the guests present are prominent figures from the business world. Please do not cause any trouble"

She stood in place, watching Feng Bowen walk towards her. This is what a groom looks like, appearing so full of springtime joy. After experiencing so many storms and hardships, this man shows not a trace of weariness on his face, still possessing the same elegance he had two years ago.

Feng Bowen, filled with anger, glanced around and then turned to smile at the bride, Yaqi, behind him. Noticing that she remained silent and did not take the money, he lowered his voice and leaned slightly closer to her ear, saying: "If you do not want the money, then please leave immediately, leave right now."

The fragrance of wood lingered in the car, creating a sense of tranquility. He decided to drive to a more distant place before letting her out, thus achieving his own peace and also helping Feng Bowen to shed a burden.

It is indeed a marriage, and the *illustration* book is merely a change of bride.

Wishing you happiness. She forced a smile, her cracked lips twisting into an unappealing grin. After saying this, just before the tears fell, she retreated back into the car

Feng Bowen turned around, his impatient gaze sweeping over.

She remained silent, merely gazing at him, unable to utter a single word, as if she had lost her voice. Under the scorching sun, her hair was dripping with sweat. She was aware of her own disheveled state. Before she came out, she had thought of countless things to say. Yet now, face to face, after calling out "Feng Bowen," she did not know what else to say.

She looked at Feng Bowen's face, two years had passed. Two years ago, when she took the blame for Feng Bowen and went to prison, she foolishly served two years in jail. How could she have imagined that their reunion would be under such circumstances

There was not a breath of wind around, and the air was filled with a restless heat that pressed down on people, making it hard to breathe. Feng Bowen could no longer afford to waste time; the guests were all waiting. Seeing that she remained silent, he said: "You should hurry and leave. You look as dirty as a beggar. I will give you some money to buy food and clothes, and find a place to stay for now. I will look for you another day."