In a silent room.

Everyone's eyes fell on Dong Zhenghao.

They are eager to understand what happened.

Dong Zhenghao, this young man from an Eastern family.

At this moment, it became the focus of everyone's attention.

He took a deep breath and began to speak:

"My surname is Dong. When you hear my surname, you also know that I come from an Oriental family."

Dongfang Family, one of the top ten families, has a prominent position and strong strength.

Under the family, there are many subsidiary families, and the Nangong family is one of them.

"Nangong Jie and I have known each other since childhood, and we were childhood sweethearts."

"The family also intends to let us have more contact and cultivate feelings."

Hearing this, Zhao Wenji's eyes widened, as if he suddenly understood something.

Tan Ziling and Ziming also showed expressions of sudden realization, with a hint of reminiscence in their eyes.

An inexplicable emotion surged in their hearts.

Dong Zhenghao continued:

"Nangong Jie is actually the child bride dedicated to the Dongfang family by the Nangong family."

Speaking of this, Dong Zhenghao paused and continued for a moment:

"At the moment of awakening the contract, in order to prevent the betrayal of the affiliated family"

"The family will ask its children to live with the children of the main family."

Dong Zhenghao paused, gritted his teeth and said:

"Sign a slave contract."

"What!"

Mu Baiting exclaimed and covered her mouth with a look of shock.

How could something so unreasonable happen in this world?

She looked around, hoping someone would tell her it was just a lie.

However, what she saw was everyone's silent faces and eyes that did not dare to look at them.

They all know this is true.

Mu Baiting was unwilling to give in and looked at Tang Wenming, hoping to get some comfort from him:

"Civilization, is this true?"

Tang Wenming was silent for a moment and finally nodded.

Everyone fell into silence again, their hearts filled with complicated emotions.

This seemingly glamorous world of aristocratic families hides a lot behind it.

It's not as simple as it seems.

At this moment, Dong Zhenghao mentioned.

It was during the period of chaos that those prominent families wanted to protect their own power and interests.

An extremely strict restraint imposed on the affiliated families.

This is not just a tradition, but an invisible shackles.

The subordinate family is firmly bound to the will of the master family and cannot break free.

When Mu Baiting heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She had read some legends about the ancient family in the family's ancient books.

However, I never imagined that such a cruel tradition would exist.

she asked in disbelief:

"How come there is such a tradition?"

"Wouldn't this kind of restraint on the family lead to resistance and conflict?"

Dong Zhenghao shook his head slightly, the self-mockery on his face became even stronger.

He sighed:

"In times of chaos, the fights between families were far more intense than they are now."

"In order to survive and reproduce, some powerful families have to resort to this method to ensure that their status is not threatened."

Mu Baiting was silent, but her heart was filled with ripples.

She was well aware of the intrigues between aristocratic families, but she never imagined it would be so dark and cruel.

She couldn't help but ask: "How could the country allow such a thing?"

"Some families are indeed restrained"

Dong Zhenghao said, laughing to himself.

"But we are a noble family!"

"The tradition of the aristocratic family means that even the state cannot interfere casually."

That's right.

And this is just one side of the dark side of the family.

Dong Zhenghao smiled bitterly and said:

"At that time, the country had not yet formed the scale and system it has today."

"What's more, these families are often inextricably linked to the country, and the country also needs their support to maintain stability."

"so!"

Mu Baiting suddenly grabbed Dong Zhenghao's collar angrily, her eyes flashing with anger and confusion.

"You just signed a slave contract with your childhood sweetheart, Nangong Jie, and branded her with the mark of slave!"

"What does she mean to you?"

Dong Zhenghao was shocked by her anger and was speechless for a moment.

He lowered his head and clenched his hands into fists.

He seemed to be trying hard to suppress his inner struggle and pain.

"Have you ever really liked her?"

Mu Baiting's question pierced into Dong Zhenghao's heart like a sharp sword.

He raised his head, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"me"

"There's nothing I can do!"

Dong Zhenghao, who had been suppressing himself for a long time, finally broke out when Mu Baiting was blamed.

"Can I fight against the entire family by myself?"

"I, I have tried my best!"

"But it's of no use at all"

"Yes! I am useless, so tell me what should I do?"

"I really"

Dong Zhenghao hugged his knees and cried.

"I really don't know what to do."

"It's not like I'm just a talent!"

"I always regret it"

"Then what?"

Mu Baiting's voice sounded particularly clear in the quiet room.

"Is regret useful?"

Mu Baiting looked at him, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes:

"Since you regret it, then make up for it!"

"make up?"

Dong Zhenghao repeated the word, as if trying to understand its true meaning.

"Then how should I make up for it?"

He finally spoke, with a sense of helplessness and despair in his voice.

"I've done everything I can."

Although his voice was calm, it revealed a deep helplessness and exhaustion.

After hearing this, everyone fell into silence.

The atmosphere in the room became heavy and oppressive.

In fact, they don't have much of a solution.

This kind of matter can only be decided by the parties involved themselves.

Although outsiders like them feel distressed and angry, they are not qualified to intervene.

In the final analysis, it was the decadent traditional concepts of those aristocratic families that were at work.

They are like invisible shackles, binding the hearts and dreams of these young people, preventing them from freely pursuing their own happiness.

Let two childhood sweethearts who were already in love fall to this situation.

“It’s too bad, it’s simply terrible!”

Zi Ling's voice was like a torn string, sharp and harsh, instantly breaking the oppressive and heavy silence in the room.

Her hands held Zi Ming's palm tightly.

Zi Ling raised her tear-stained eyes, her eyes shining with determination and unyielding light.

"You are so bad at making her feel so miserable all the time!"

Zi Ling met his gaze without flinching and continued:

"Ziming and I originally signed a slave contract. However, at that moment, I never regretted my choice."

Her voice gradually became softer, as if she was recalling that time:

"Although, after Ziming took the initiative to conclude a life-and-death contract with me, I was so happy and excited."

"But!" (End of this chapter)

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