Keeping the promise

Chapter 222 Going abroad

When she jumped into the sea desperately, she swam quickly towards the designated reef.

The cold sea water irritated her skin, but she had only one belief in her heart, which was to escape from Li Yunting and start a new life.

Zheng Wancheng successfully swam to the reef, hid behind it, held his breath, tried not to make any sound, and avoided Li Yunting's frantic search.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zheng Wancheng waited behind the reef for the right time.

Finally, when she was sure that Li Yunting had left and the surrounding situation was relatively safe, she quickly swam away from the reef.

At this time, Xu Junlin and others had already met them at the agreed location. When they saw Zheng Wancheng, they quickly pulled her onto the boat.

Zheng Wancheng was soaked and shivering, but her eyes revealed a sense of relief and hope.

Xu Junlin handed her a blanket and said, "Wancheng, you have suffered."

Zheng Wancheng took the blanket, wrapped it around himself, and said with a slight tremor: "Thank you."

Everyone looked at her, feeling happy for her but also heartbroken for what she had been through.

Afterwards, the speedboat quickly sailed away, taking Zheng Wancheng towards the border, away from the past full of pain and entanglement.

Zheng Wancheng brought his son to a quiet and beautiful town abroad, where there is a clear blue sky, fresh air and friendly residents.

On a sunny day, Zheng Wancheng sat in her small garden, gently stroking her son's head, her eyes full of tenderness and love.

She said softly, "Baby, Mommy will give you a name, Zheng Zihui, okay?"

The extremely cute little boy was blinking his big eyes as bright as stars, full of endless curiosity, staring at his mother in front of him.

His tender little face was filled with an innocent smile and his mouth made babbling sounds from time to time, as if he was trying hard to communicate with his mother!

At the same time, his chubby, chubby little hands were not idle, waving happily in the air, as if trying to catch something interesting.

Zheng Wancheng smiled, hugged her son tightly, and said, "Mom hopes that your future life will be filled with sunshine and happiness forever."

In China, after Li Yunting woke up, he fell into extreme decadence. He lost his former charm and got drunk in Qinhuai Feng's night bar every day.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, and he always held a wine glass in his hand and kept pouring wine into his mouth. People around him pointed at him, but he didn't care.

"Wancheng will not leave me, never..." he murmured to himself, his voice full of pain and despair.

The salvage team has been conducting salvage operations for a month, but there is still no news about Zheng Wancheng.

When Zheng Chenglin, Zheng's father, heard the news, he rushed over anxiously. When he saw Li Yunting, who was drunk and dreaming, his anger instantly erupted.

He rushed over and punched Li Yunting hard in the face, roaring: "You bastard! You killed my daughter, I want you to pay with your life!"

Li Yunting fell to the ground by the punch, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he did not fight back, just stared blankly at Zheng Chenglin.

"Give me back my daughter! Give me back my daughter!" Zheng's father shouted while continuing to punch and kick Li Yunting.

Qin Huaifeng quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zheng's father, persuading him, "Uncle, calm down. This won't solve the problem."

Zheng Chenglin stopped, pointed at Li Yunting and cursed: "It's all because of you that my Wan Cheng..." After saying that, he burst into tears, heartbroken.

Li Yunting lay on the ground, tears falling from the corners of his eyes, "Dad, it's my fault, I am sorry to Wan Cheng..."

Zhong Chunjie and Li Jiyang were strolling on the street, enjoying the tranquility and warmth of the moment. Suddenly, they saw the familiar but slightly weathered figure of Zheng's father among the crowd in front of them.

They hurried forward and saw that Zheng's father's face was full of anger and grief, and his body was trembling slightly with excitement.

Zhong Chunjie said softly: "Uncle, it's us."

Zheng Chenglin raised his head and saw that it was them. The anger in his eyes subsided a little, but he still couldn't hide his sadness.

Zhong Chunjie looked at Zheng's father distressedly and said, "Uncle, this is not the place to talk. Let's take you to my hotel first."

Zheng Chenglin nodded silently and followed them to the hotel.

After entering the room, Zhong Chunjie considerately poured a glass of water for Zheng Chenglin and asked him to sit down and rest for a while.

Zheng Chenglin sat on the sofa, holding the water cup tightly in both hands, his eyes still full of pain.

Zhong Chunjie looked at Zheng Chenglin, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to secretly tell Zheng Chenglin that Zheng Wancheng was still alive. She walked to Zheng Chenglin and said in a low voice: "Uncle, Wancheng is actually still alive."