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It seems that they broke up, otherwise there wouldn’t be any Liang Yanran issue.

“At first, everything was sweet. Our very own Handsome Xue was not only a heartthrob but also a culinary master, inventing a variety of delicious dishes every day. They say to win a person’s heart, you must first win their stomach, Xue An understood this completely. Every day he wrote a poem confessing his love. Not to mention Xue An’s literary talent is indeed exceptional. With his tender and touching poems, even the most heartless fairy would be moved…”

Qingqing Zijin clearly described the timeline: fifteen years ago, Xue An fell for his first love. He was the embodiment of an innocent straight man, who could write poems and make delicious food. Being knowledgeable, eloquent, he pursued her for a whole year before the goddess disappeared, leaving Xue An in depression for a long time.

Two years later, the goddess returned, and Xue An gave three exclamation marks to express his inner excitement. After that, Xue An reduced the frequency of his Weibo postings and occasionally shared meals made for his goddess. According to the few photos available, the background was in a hospital. It was speculated that the goddess was ill and hospitalized at the time, and Xue An had been looking after her.

Half a year later, Xue An suddenly posted three words – I’m sorry.

He deleted it one minute after posting, and also cleared all his Weibo posts. From that moment on, Xue An never posted on Weibo again.

According to the report of twelve years ago, during the time the goddess was hospitalized, Xue An rejected all the advertisement and movie contracts, entirely took care of the goddess, and for this, he missed a blockbuster film, giving Zhou Zhengru an opportunity to become famous. Consequently, Xue An missed the best opportunity for development.

Twelve years passed, the entertainment industry has changed numerous times, fans have graduated, started work, got married, had children, but Xue An remains the same. However, whatever may have happened to him in the past and under his deliberate low profile, no one remembers anymore.

The only impression people had of him was being the youngest winner of the Golden Deer’s Best Actor and being Liang Yanran’s boyfriend.

The conjectures of Qingqing Zijin were based on the pictures and texts of Xue An’s deleted Weibo posts. All her speculations were subjective but gave a glimpse into the fact that Xue An indeed had a first love more than a decade ago. The end of their relationship, apart from Xue An and the goddess herself, was probably a secret forever.

After Qingqing Zijin finished, a discussion storm aroused on the internet about who Xue An’s first love exactly was. If she is still alive, she probably breathed a sigh of relief because otherwise, it could have been her who died.

“It turns out to be true.” said Ye Zhen, seeing the pictures and text posted by Qingqing Zijin, she shed bitter tears.

The whole world knew that Xue An didn’t love her, only she was still deceiving herself. How sad it was.

Deception, betrayal, murder, how could this hatred be resolved?

However, Xue An vanished. She went to Xue An’s house looking for him. He owned three properties in Jingzhou, but he was not at any of them.

“Even if you flee to the remotest corners of the earth, I will find you and personally avenge my death.”

“Ye Zhen.” Ming Jing called her.

Ye Zhen turned around, seeing Ming Jing’s gentleness and compassion made the hatred in her heart diminish many times. She took a deep breath, composed herself, walked over to him and said, “Thank you for helping me avenge my death. However, the death of Liang Xiaohong is not enough for my life. I want to find Xue An and kill him personally.”

“And then what?” Ming Jing asked softly.

Ye Zhen was stunned, her face suddenly turned pale.

Yes, she is not Liang Yanran, neither Ye Zhen but Ming Xin. In her impulsive state, she had harmed Ming Xin.

Ye Zhen bowed her head, feeling guilty, she said, “I’m sorry, I was too impulsive.”

Ming Jing walked into the room, followed by Ye Zhen who closed the door.

Ming Jing walked to the French windows, holding Buddhist beads in his hand, he said lightly, “In the era of the Buddha, King Vajra thought he should practice Buddhism after reading the Twelve Causes. So he gave away the throne to the prince and joined a monastery. Buddha knew that Vajra was to be killed by a bull the next day due to his Karmic debts. Therefore, Buddha told Vajra about the intricate meanings of Buddhism, and Vajra entered the state of spiritual concentration and attained the fruits of an anagami. The next day, Vajra was killed by a bull and he was reborn in the heavenly world after his death…”

Ming Jing’s ethereal and gentle voice floated in the room. Ye Zhen didn’t understand why Ming Jing suddenly started narrating a story, but she listened seriously.

“The bull’s owner, out of fear, sold the bull that had killed a person. The person who bought this cow, while leading the cow to drink water, was again killed by this bull from behind. The son of the buyer was very angry, so he killed the cow. The beef was taken to the market to be sold. A man who bought a cow’s head, while on his way home, hung the cow’s head on a tree branch and sat under the tree to rest for a while. Unfortunately, the branch broke, the cow’s head fell off, the bull’s horn pierced the man and he died immediately.”