Peng Zhiyue first met Yan Yunzhan at her wedding. The child was so small that it only reached her waist.
At that time, she married into the Yan family and became the eldest mistress of the Yan family and the wife of Yan Yunming.
Yan Yunming has someone in her heart, and she understands.
The marriage between the two of them is, at best, a marriage of pearls and curtains; at worst, it is a family marriage.
The Peng family needed to maintain family ties, and she was the victim.
Therefore, Peng Zhiyue has always been very clear about her identity and plays the role of the eldest mistress of the Yan family well.
However, when war broke out, the gears of fate began to turn.
One day, she was pressed into the tent and her lip was cut.
Peng Zhiyue couldn't believe that he would treat her like this: "Are you crazy!"
"You and his childhood sweetheart, if your uncle hadn't arranged your marriage with... Yan Yunming, you would have married Hu Kang long ago, right?" Yan Yunzhan showed a pleading look, and he said seriously, "Ayue, anyway, my uncle's purpose is to let you marry into the Yan family. I am also a Yan family, so marry me!"
"Pah——"
What came faster than the slap were Yan Yunzhan's tears.
When Peng Zhiyue saw him crying, it was a lie that she wasn't moved. But she couldn't hear such words either.
"Treasonous!"
"Yan Yunming has a sweetheart. Back then, I held the rooster and went to bed with you. Ah Yue, it was I who went to bed with you!"
"Shut up!" Peng Zhiyue slapped him again.
The palm prints overlapped, and the left side of his face showed clear fingerprints.
Yan Yunzhan smiled, with determination in his eyes: "Ayue, I love you."
