Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project
Chapter 161 What should I do if the beauty I snatched is timid and loves to cry? 23
In the eyes of Lu Mingwu, a father, whatever his precious daughter does is just a child's temper, which is harmless and can be forgiven.
Even though Lu Ningxin scratched the faces of his other daughters.
In front of her, on one side, her lover was holding her daughter with scars on her face and crying heartbrokenly. On the other side, the loving Ning Xin was pouting and looking unhappy.
She said: "I'm just angry. I feel unhappy when my father treats her so well."
Lawrence Lu smiled and teased: "Sister, are you jealous?"
"Humph!"
Lu Mingwu shook his head helplessly: "You are so childish, don't do that again in the future."
Picking it up high and putting it down gently, Lu Ningxin remained unscathed and clung to Lu Mingwu's side acting coquettishly.
The lover hugged his disfigured daughter tightly, gritting his teeth with hatred.
Lu Ningxin is really lucky. With a father who loves her so much, she can get everything and do whatever she wants without any scruples.
No one in the Lu family would resist her orders.
Lu Ningxin met Jiang Xinlian for the first time when she was eight years old.
In a remote corner of the garden, on an old and peeling paint bench, a delicate and lovely girl fell asleep with her head hanging down.
Eight-year-old Jiang Xinlian is petite and exquisite, with a chubby face and round breasts, and her mouth is slightly open in deep sleep.
A fellow traveler laughed: "She looks so cute, but she is also so fat. Her chubby face makes people want to pinch her."
"You are cute when you are fat, and you still have fat on your face."
They were laughing at every word, and Lu Ningxin's lips were pouting higher and higher as they talked.
Even though she is as fat as a pig, she is really cute and as lovable as a New Year doll.
The girl who appeared out of nowhere was about the same age as her. Could it be another illegitimate daughter of her father?
She kicked the person accompanying her and said fiercely: "Go and give her a few strokes."
The man's expression was slightly stiff: "Miss, is this, isn't this bad?"
"You actually contradicted me!"
Lu Ningxin clenched her fists in anger, her eyes widened: "I'm going to tell dad and let him hit you!"
Lu Mingwu's love for her was obvious to all.
Several people accompanying them looked at each other, and finally someone stood up and said in a low voice: "What the eldest lady says is whatever she says, how dare we refute it?"
Lu Ningxin crossed her arms: "Hurry up and go!"
The person holding the knife looked unbearable, but he was just a stranger, how could he compare to his own interests?
If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth. That's right, that's it.
He gritted his teeth and slashed the girl's tender face with the sharp knife.
The expected blood flowed down, but the girl still slept peacefully with her eyes closed, her eyebrows peaceful.
The thin young man put out his hand to block it, and bright red blood flowed from the wound on his palm.
He turned to look at Lu Ningxin and whispered, "Miss, this is my sister."
The person holding the knife quickly retracted the knife and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Great, I don’t have to do such immoral things anymore.
Lu Ningxin looked at the thin and disfigured young man angrily, and said angrily: "What's your tone! Do you think I bullied her?!"
Jiang Wenjing lowered his head, clenched his injured palm and knelt down: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to accuse the eldest lady."
He had a tough tone, but he looked humiliated when he knelt down. She hated such people the most!
"I said yes! You all come over here and teach him how to talk to me."
She commanded angrily.
She is the eldest lady who is admired by all the stars, and is Lu Mingwu's most beloved daughter. His preference is unconditional, and no one will disobey her orders.
Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Xinlian are just sand on the ground, dogs lying on the ground. They let others bully them but they still laughed and said:
"Thank you Miss."
They are mud and have no dignity.
*
Lu Ningxin holds grudges the most, that skinny dog and that fat pig, she won't let them go so easily!
Someone who has eyes and knows what to do will naturally know what to do to make the eldest lady happy.
When Jiang Wenjing came back from outside, he was stopped.
"Hey, Slim Monkey, what did you buy?"
The man grabbed the handbag and looked through it roughly: "Let me see what I bought, milk? Pumpkin? Haha, I thought it was something good."
He took out a carton of milk and tore it open casually. Pure white milk sprayed on Jiang Wenjing's face, and the man's wanton laughter rang in his ears:
"Drink more. Look at you, you look like a skinny monkey. Oh no, the pitiful look you were kneeling on the ground that day should be called a skinny dog. Drink more and you will grow taller."
Jiang Wenjing lowered his head and said nothing. The people passing by showed more or less unbearable looks, but what did they dare to do?
"Ah, I'm talking to you, why don't you reply? I can't speak human language, so it's okay for a dog to bark twice. Hey, did you hear me? Bark for me...!!"
"Pfft!"
The blunt knife stabbed the man's neck fiercely. Jiang Wenjing raised his head, his dark eyes wide open, flashing with tearing madness.
"what do you want me to say?"
He pulled out the knife and stabbed it hard again, and warm blood sprayed on his face, again and again, without hesitation.
Blood splashed into his eyes, and his vision was red. He didn't blink, looking at the twitching man lying on the ground, feeling happy from the bottom of his heart.
"What do you want me to say, huh?"
There were screams and chaos all around, and the crowd of spectators started to move.
Scolding, yelling, pushing...
Jiang Wenjing let go of the blunt knife in his hand and was put into the punishment room obediently.
He killed the man because of his emotions. When Jiang Wenjing was put into the punishment room, he was already prepared to die.
Unexpectedly, after being beaten and tortured for several days, he was released.
Could it be that Lu Ningxin's conscience found out and let them go? Or is Lu Ningxin too forgetful and will not embarrass them anymore?
Jiang Wenjing stood in the messy room, the cold white light illuminating everything.
Jiang Xinlian leaned against the chair, her fair little face covered with ferocious scratches, bloodshot threads overflowed from the wounds, slowly flowed to her chin, and dripped to the ground.
She was a small one, sitting there quietly and motionless, her red lips losing their color.
Jiang Wenjing stood for a long time, until his legs went numb, then he slowly walked over, squatted down beside her, and tested the girl's breathing with his skinny fingers.
It was weak, gently brushing between his fingers, as if it would be blown away by a slight gust of wind, just like her life, fragile.
She is still alive.
Jiang Wenjing retracted his hand and gently twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Jiang Xinlian, why do you die so easily?"
He stood up, condescending, the emotion in his eyes receded, turning into cold and boundless indifference.
A fragile and perishable life, no matter how much you invest, your feelings will only be wasted.
When will she die? Jiang Wenjing thought indifferently.
It doesn't matter, everything doesn't matter.
Before their relationship could deepen, they died.
Love is killed by timidity.
Even though Lu Ningxin scratched the faces of his other daughters.
In front of her, on one side, her lover was holding her daughter with scars on her face and crying heartbrokenly. On the other side, the loving Ning Xin was pouting and looking unhappy.
She said: "I'm just angry. I feel unhappy when my father treats her so well."
Lawrence Lu smiled and teased: "Sister, are you jealous?"
"Humph!"
Lu Mingwu shook his head helplessly: "You are so childish, don't do that again in the future."
Picking it up high and putting it down gently, Lu Ningxin remained unscathed and clung to Lu Mingwu's side acting coquettishly.
The lover hugged his disfigured daughter tightly, gritting his teeth with hatred.
Lu Ningxin is really lucky. With a father who loves her so much, she can get everything and do whatever she wants without any scruples.
No one in the Lu family would resist her orders.
Lu Ningxin met Jiang Xinlian for the first time when she was eight years old.
In a remote corner of the garden, on an old and peeling paint bench, a delicate and lovely girl fell asleep with her head hanging down.
Eight-year-old Jiang Xinlian is petite and exquisite, with a chubby face and round breasts, and her mouth is slightly open in deep sleep.
A fellow traveler laughed: "She looks so cute, but she is also so fat. Her chubby face makes people want to pinch her."
"You are cute when you are fat, and you still have fat on your face."
They were laughing at every word, and Lu Ningxin's lips were pouting higher and higher as they talked.
Even though she is as fat as a pig, she is really cute and as lovable as a New Year doll.
The girl who appeared out of nowhere was about the same age as her. Could it be another illegitimate daughter of her father?
She kicked the person accompanying her and said fiercely: "Go and give her a few strokes."
The man's expression was slightly stiff: "Miss, is this, isn't this bad?"
"You actually contradicted me!"
Lu Ningxin clenched her fists in anger, her eyes widened: "I'm going to tell dad and let him hit you!"
Lu Mingwu's love for her was obvious to all.
Several people accompanying them looked at each other, and finally someone stood up and said in a low voice: "What the eldest lady says is whatever she says, how dare we refute it?"
Lu Ningxin crossed her arms: "Hurry up and go!"
The person holding the knife looked unbearable, but he was just a stranger, how could he compare to his own interests?
If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth. That's right, that's it.
He gritted his teeth and slashed the girl's tender face with the sharp knife.
The expected blood flowed down, but the girl still slept peacefully with her eyes closed, her eyebrows peaceful.
The thin young man put out his hand to block it, and bright red blood flowed from the wound on his palm.
He turned to look at Lu Ningxin and whispered, "Miss, this is my sister."
The person holding the knife quickly retracted the knife and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Great, I don’t have to do such immoral things anymore.
Lu Ningxin looked at the thin and disfigured young man angrily, and said angrily: "What's your tone! Do you think I bullied her?!"
Jiang Wenjing lowered his head, clenched his injured palm and knelt down: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to accuse the eldest lady."
He had a tough tone, but he looked humiliated when he knelt down. She hated such people the most!
"I said yes! You all come over here and teach him how to talk to me."
She commanded angrily.
She is the eldest lady who is admired by all the stars, and is Lu Mingwu's most beloved daughter. His preference is unconditional, and no one will disobey her orders.
Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Xinlian are just sand on the ground, dogs lying on the ground. They let others bully them but they still laughed and said:
"Thank you Miss."
They are mud and have no dignity.
*
Lu Ningxin holds grudges the most, that skinny dog and that fat pig, she won't let them go so easily!
Someone who has eyes and knows what to do will naturally know what to do to make the eldest lady happy.
When Jiang Wenjing came back from outside, he was stopped.
"Hey, Slim Monkey, what did you buy?"
The man grabbed the handbag and looked through it roughly: "Let me see what I bought, milk? Pumpkin? Haha, I thought it was something good."
He took out a carton of milk and tore it open casually. Pure white milk sprayed on Jiang Wenjing's face, and the man's wanton laughter rang in his ears:
"Drink more. Look at you, you look like a skinny monkey. Oh no, the pitiful look you were kneeling on the ground that day should be called a skinny dog. Drink more and you will grow taller."
Jiang Wenjing lowered his head and said nothing. The people passing by showed more or less unbearable looks, but what did they dare to do?
"Ah, I'm talking to you, why don't you reply? I can't speak human language, so it's okay for a dog to bark twice. Hey, did you hear me? Bark for me...!!"
"Pfft!"
The blunt knife stabbed the man's neck fiercely. Jiang Wenjing raised his head, his dark eyes wide open, flashing with tearing madness.
"what do you want me to say?"
He pulled out the knife and stabbed it hard again, and warm blood sprayed on his face, again and again, without hesitation.
Blood splashed into his eyes, and his vision was red. He didn't blink, looking at the twitching man lying on the ground, feeling happy from the bottom of his heart.
"What do you want me to say, huh?"
There were screams and chaos all around, and the crowd of spectators started to move.
Scolding, yelling, pushing...
Jiang Wenjing let go of the blunt knife in his hand and was put into the punishment room obediently.
He killed the man because of his emotions. When Jiang Wenjing was put into the punishment room, he was already prepared to die.
Unexpectedly, after being beaten and tortured for several days, he was released.
Could it be that Lu Ningxin's conscience found out and let them go? Or is Lu Ningxin too forgetful and will not embarrass them anymore?
Jiang Wenjing stood in the messy room, the cold white light illuminating everything.
Jiang Xinlian leaned against the chair, her fair little face covered with ferocious scratches, bloodshot threads overflowed from the wounds, slowly flowed to her chin, and dripped to the ground.
She was a small one, sitting there quietly and motionless, her red lips losing their color.
Jiang Wenjing stood for a long time, until his legs went numb, then he slowly walked over, squatted down beside her, and tested the girl's breathing with his skinny fingers.
It was weak, gently brushing between his fingers, as if it would be blown away by a slight gust of wind, just like her life, fragile.
She is still alive.
Jiang Wenjing retracted his hand and gently twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Jiang Xinlian, why do you die so easily?"
He stood up, condescending, the emotion in his eyes receded, turning into cold and boundless indifference.
A fragile and perishable life, no matter how much you invest, your feelings will only be wasted.
When will she die? Jiang Wenjing thought indifferently.
It doesn't matter, everything doesn't matter.
Before their relationship could deepen, they died.
Love is killed by timidity.
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