A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 915: I Hate Them
Suddenly being yanked by someone, Mu Yan was taken aback, her steps faltered. Barely able to steady herself, just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt a cold wind from behind, sending chills down her spine.
She turned around abruptly and saw a thug wearing a nose ring and dyed blonde hair swinging a stick at her head.
Her heart was filled with fear, and she instinctively wanted to retreat, as some scenes flashed through her mind.
In a dark alley, a mother was frantically running forward pulling her daughter, with people chasing behind them.
The comforting voice of the mother, the desperate crying of the child, hammered at her heart, so real it made her heart palpitate.
The grip on her wrist suddenly increased in strength, dragging her body to run forward.
"Run fast," Lin Jiamu shouted, pulling her into a mad dash.
Mu Yan snapped back to reality and followed Lin Jiamu’s steps.
She was wearing flat shoes and usually exercised, so her running speed was not bad.
There weren’t many people on the street at this moment, and there were few vehicles on the road. The entire street was shrouded in the night, eerily somber.
"Don’t run, stop!" The rough voice of a man shouted from behind.
The sound of footsteps pounded against Mu Yan’s eardrums like a drum, and those hidden memories erupted like a flood filling her mind, fear, despair, and a will to survive intermingling in her heart.
They hadn’t been running long when a team suddenly appeared and blocked those hooligans directly.
Mu Yan looked back and recognized that they were the people protecting her. She stopped, pulling Lin Jiamu, "It’s okay now."
Lin Jiamu followed her gaze and asked, "Jiang Jingheng’s people?" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
"Yes," Mu Yan responded softly, closed her eyes for a moment, took a breath, but her heart was wildly turbulent.
Suddenly, she looked up at the people fighting ahead, at those thugs waving sticks, and her face turned pale instantly.
In an instant, her head ached like it was splitting open, it hurt, hurt so much, her whole body began to ache, as if those sticks were hitting her, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
Her body suddenly seemed to lose strength, collapsing weakly to the ground, hands clutching her chest, sobbing, "Mom, it hurts so much."
Lin Jiamu noticed something was wrong with her and quickly squatted down, asking, "Mu Yan, what’s wrong with you?"
It was as if Mu Yan didn’t hear him, completely immersed in her memories and emotions.
The pain, it was really too much.
The young girl lay in her mother’s arms, eyes brimming with tears, aggrieved and scared, "Mom, why does someone always bully us?"
The bruised woman wiped her daughter’s tears while saying, "That’s not bullying, it’s tribulation. God says that only after experiencing tribulation can one attain happiness. Nuannuan, don’t be afraid, we’ll get through this."
"But Mom, you’re hurt." The little girl looked at her mother’s bruised body, pouted, and tears burst forth, "Mom, I don’t want happiness, I just want you to be okay."
"Be good, Nuannuan, Mom doesn’t hurt."
"Waa, Mom, why are there so many bad people."
"It will be fine, be good, Nuannuan."
...
Mu Yan suddenly screamed to the sky, "Who is it, who is it!"
Her face was full of grief and anger, tears rushing down furiously, who would want to harm her and her mother like this.
Who else could it be? She remembered everything, leaving the Zhuang Family, being chased and beaten, everything, everything.
"Who? What do you mean?" Lin Jiamu didn’t understand what was wrong with her, but could tell that her emotions were very bad.
Mu Yan looked at him, her tears falling even more fiercely, the hatred in her eyes bursting forth, "I hate him, I hate them!"
