Summary of Chapter 65 – A pivotal chapter in Scapegoat Bride by iReader
The chapter Chapter 65 is one of the most intense moments in Scapegoat Bride, written by iReader. With signature elements of the Internet genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
It was fine if she did not say it, but after she finished, Xiao Xuan's grievances overflowed, she wholeheartedly wanted to become friends with Han Yi Er, but she was rejected time and time again. Now that she was the Young Mistress, she was afraid that she did not have any fate with the word "friend".
"Don't spout nonsense, Young Mistress and I are not friends."
The maid's mutter slowly drifted into Yun Ao Tian's ears. He had indeed changed from his usual self, and upon seeing Han Yi Er's puzzlement, he recovered his cold expression. "Eat more, you have to help me carry the things in a while, so you don't have the strength to do so!"
These words caused the surrounding maids to feel greatly disappointed. Was it because the young master wanted to bring food to the young mistress that he wanted her to carry things up? How could this be?
Han Yi Er however, did not complain at all. After all, she was already used to it. She had once waited for too many expectations to bring countless losses, and now, she no longer had any expectations anymore ...
The breakfast in the Desolate Domain slowly ended. After changing his clothes, Han Yi Er and Yun Ao Tian left the villa.
This was their first time traveling together, and Han Yi Er had no idea where they were going.
While driving the flying car, Yun Ao Tian recalled a scene from a few days ago when he passed by the small paths near the villa.
At that time, Han Yi Er used both of her hands to pull the carriage door, begging all the way.
It was only until she fell to the ground and saw the bloodstains on her face that she had somewhat regained her senses. However, the moment she felt that her stubbornness was similar to Li Yi Er's, how much had she gone overboard?
If she could reverse the flow of time, if she could return to that scene, would she be able to stop the car and take care of her?
Yun Ao Tian regretted.
Passing by this road once, he would think of the scene of her following the car. Every time he thought of that scene, he would feel endless self-blame!
Only now did he realize that when he was hurting her, he was also getting hurt ...
What could he salvage? What can be made up for? Time can never be reversed.
"Be careful!"
Han Yi Er's cry of surprise pulled Yun Ao Tian back from his thoughts. A car suddenly rushed out from the crossroads, and was about to collide with his car.
With a "zi" sound, he stepped on the brake, causing the tire to quickly spin on the slippery road. Due to the force of the impact, Yun Ao Tian leaned forward, while Han Yi Er steadily sat on the front passenger seat, because ....
The first thing Yun Ao Tian did when he stepped on the brakes was to reach out to his and block her from getting thrown out by the inertia ...
As the car gradually came to a halt, the atmosphere in the car suddenly froze ...
Looking at the arm in front of him, Han Yi Er's broken heart was slowly healing.
In this chaotic situation, what kind of power made Yun Ao Tian think of protecting Han Yi Er at the first possible moment? Was it unintentional or intentional? And who was the woman that came to mind the moment he reached out his hand?
"Are you okay?"
"Are you okay?"
The two of them spoke out at the same time. Han Yi Er was still somewhat shaken and concerned about Yun Ao Tian, but Yun Ao Tian's tone of voice had clearly calmed down a lot ...
They looked at each other, and the only reflection of their profound eyes was Han Yi Er ...
The only reflection in her enchanting eyes was also Yun Ao Tian ...
They could only look at each other. They were deeply attracted by each other's eyes ...
Han Yi Er who was in the carriage could no longer hear anything, she looked out the window, the blue sky was filled with white clouds, it was extremely peaceful, but why was her heart in such a mess, why did her spirit disappear as well?
Was it only his caring actions that disturbed her?
Han Yi Er let out a small sigh, as she continued to suppress the heart that hadn't throbbed for a long time ...
After rolling up the window, the atmosphere was no longer as lively as it was before. Yun Ao Tian looked out and gently asked: "You scared, right?"
"No ...." She lightly shook her head and returned to her usual indifference ...
The car drove on again, but neither of the two people in the car could forget what they had just seen in each other's eyes ...
About half an hour later, the car was parked in front of the Far East department store.
The department store is owned by Pynchon International and is aimed at high-end consumers in the city.
Since all the rich people use cars to travel, and they don't have the time to go shopping in the Walking Street, this kind of parking to facilitate a line of fully branded shopping malls is undoubtedly the best place for the rich people to shop.
Top brands such as Louis Vuitton, Versace, Boss Hugo, Valentino, Dior, Prada have everything. The real attraction is that as long as popular styles in Europe and the United States are available, they can be sold immediately, so there's no need for rich people to go shopping abroad.
However, the identity of the CEO here had always been a mystery ...
Far East's General Store had become a listed company in just a year's time. It had also introduced first-rate international brand clothing and rented the most prosperous building in the country. The strength of the CEO wasn't average, but in the business world, he had never shown himself. Or was it for some other reason?
After stopping the car, Yun Ao Tian and Han Yi Er walked towards the main entrance of the shopping mall together.
"They're selling flowers, they're selling flowers ..." A young boy about six or seven years old shouted while holding a few flowers in his thin clothes.

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