The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

"Shui Ru, pick up the pen quickly!"

The gentle yet controlling urging of the woman beside him and the soft but impatient reminder of the man both said the same thing: Get a pen!

Pen?!

Bai Shuiru shuddered and was shocked by the dazzling white light in front of his eyes. He quickly raised his hands to cover his eyes.

The sweet smell of food could not satisfy her hunger, and the fragrance of flowers could not soothe her previous depression and unhappiness.

After the eyes have adjusted to the light, Bai Shuiru slightly loosens the gaps between her fingers.

The pair of clear almond-shaped eyes that slowly opened reflected the bright lights, highlighting her delicate and perfect appearance.

Bai Shuiru lowered her hands, looked down at her fair and slender hands and the gorgeous dress she was wearing, and looked around.

She was standing on the stage with a strange young man, and a piece of fine rice paper was spread on the table in front of them.

There were two or three hundred men, women, old and young, watching from the audience, all looking at them expectantly.

Bai Shui subconsciously used his hands and feet to block in front of him, and asked three soul-searching questions:

Am I a brush or a sheep?

Am I in the underworld or the ranch now?

What am I doing here?

Bai Shuiru widened her panicked eyes, trying to sort out the causes and consequences of her appearance here.

Memories are like thick ink dripping into clear water, dancing freely and comfortably into a charming and incomprehensible trajectory!

…I died of depression after having my hair shaved. Did my soul travel through time?

She became a real daughter who was mistakenly born by the nurse and was only recognized by a wealthy family 22 years later? She is now holding an engagement ceremony with her fiancé? !

Eh~, this is even more terrifying than me being reborn as a sheep and having my wool shaved off because of my impatience!

Bai Shuiru frowned and curled her lips in disdain, and just as she tried to rub her arms and shake off the goose bumps all over her body, her right hand was suddenly grabbed, and a thin, smooth object was stuffed into it, and she was forced to close her fingers and hold it.

She came to her senses and saw a purple bamboo wolf-hair brush in her hand. She immediately screamed "Ah~!" as if she had touched a poison, dropped the brush, staggered back with her eyes wide open, and kept shaking her head.

I don't want to touch the pen anymore, I don't want to write anymore!!

The wolf-hair brush dipped in cinnabar fell like a meteor amid the crowd's surprise, wiping across a bright red "喜" character that was about to be completed on the rice paper, rolling a few times, and falling with a "啪" on the polished marble floor.

It completely ruined the joy that was overflowing before our eyes.

The chaotic regrets and discussions among the guests present were immediately aroused, rising and falling like waves.

"zh——Shui Ru?!"

Liao Mingzhe immediately turned his head and glared at Bai Shuiru, gnashing his teeth and shouting. He walked forward, dragged the delicate and timid "fiancée" back a few steps away from the host, and began to use both kindness and force:

"Zhong Shuiru, what are you doing?! Didn't we have a good chat in front of the rose garden yesterday afternoon? I will be the only person in the world who loves you, and your happiness - is with me. Hmm?"

Zhong Shuiru?

Bai Shuiru was stunned for a moment, then reacted:

After the original body's biological parents recognized their biological daughter who had been mistakenly taken away for many years, they immediately announced to the public that the real daughter had returned to her ancestral home and changed her surname from "Bai" back to "Zhong".

The original body's adoptive mother seemed to have long anticipated that the person next to her was not her own biological daughter, and she had been harsh and picky in her treatment of the original body since she was a child. Although she did not starve or treat her daughter coldly, it was definitely not a good thing.

Fortunately, with the protection of his adoptive father, the original body was able to feel half of the family warmth.

But her adoptive father unfortunately passed away in a car accident five years ago, and the girl, who was about to become an adult, began a hard life of working part-time to pay for her own college tuition.

Therefore, although the original body is tough, he is definitely gentle, tolerant, and will not resist.

Silly girl, you deserve better!

Bai Shuiru secretly felt sorry for her original self and felt unfair for her. She noticed that her "fiancé" Liao Mingzhe had let go of her wrist, and with a gentle smile, he intertwined his fingers with hers and dragged her to the table.

Obviously, he was going to lead her to write the character "囍" again to represent the completion of the engagement ceremony.

"Sorry, my last name has always been 'Bai', Bai Shuiru!"

Bai Shuiru struggled hard, shook off the man's hand, turned around and snatched the microphone from the host.

Although Ming Shuiru's eyebrows and makeup were the same as before, her temperament was completely different:

The sweet and innocent petite girl is also seven points independent, firm and courageous. She approaches the man step by step with a queen's arrogant and inviolable sneer.

"What am I doing? Everything I do is better than what you, Liao Mingzhe, say or do!"

"When you learned that the Zhong family wanted to take me back as their real daughter, you immediately arranged a fake breakup with your girlfriend, Zhong Suiru, the daughter of the Zhong family, and got engaged to me instead. You even rehearsed more than a dozen plans to plan for my accidental death after the marriage."

"When I die as you wish, the high insurance money along with my property, shares, jewelry, etc. under the name of the Zhong family will all be easily in your and Zhong Suiru's hands!"

Liao Mingzhe subconsciously looked back at his "ex-girlfriend" Zhong Suiru, then raised his finger and pointed at his future "fiancée" who was suddenly eloquent and fearless. After a long while, he managed to say:

"Shui Ru, novels are for entertainment. Don't read too much and start to have wild thoughts, unable to distinguish between reality and story..."

"You are the one who got the inspiration to kill your wife from a detective novel, right?"

Bai Shuiru smiled contemptuously, and her oppressive gaze slightly turned to the face of Zhong Suiru who was standing nervously in the audience. She imitated the other's voice and tone and said coquettishly:

"Zhezhe~, after your engagement ceremony with that uneducated wild dove tomorrow, remember to go to the Qing Yu Hai suite. I bought those pieces of underwear that you liked last time..."

Turtledove - the cuckoo takes over the magpie's nest.

Love at the Sea - the most famous couple-themed hotel in Shenta City.

"By the way, the 'dove' in 'dove takes over the magpie's nest' refers to the cuckoo."

Bai Shuiru's vivid imitation and explanation of the idiom immediately triggered another wave of uproar and criticism from the guests present. The comments naturally turned to another daughter of the Zhong family, Zhong Suiru:

Not only is he uneducated, but he is also ungrateful and cruel.

Zhong Suiru's delicately made-up face immediately twisted, she glared at Bai Shuiru fiercely, bit her lip and stamped her feet, complaining:

"Sister, how could you slander me?"

"How could I do such a low and obscene thing?"

Before she could finish her words, Zhong Suiru covered her face and sobbed.

"evidence?"

Bai Shuiru's eyes were smiling brightly, but her words were cold and sarcastic.

"Yesterday evening at 17:30, I not only saw and heard your love action scene with Liao Mingzhe behind the osmanthus bush outside the glass house in Zhong's Garden, but also filmed a 15-minute video."

"Don't you usually like to record and broadcast short videos simultaneously? Please give us your comments and suggestions, media present here."

Bai Shuiru blinked gently, and the ending tone of her voice gradually became lighter and slower, but it was powerful.

When I was playing tricks on you, you didn't even have a trace of your eighteen generations of ancestors!

The faces of Liao Mingzhe on the stage and Zhong Suiru in the audience immediately turned pale and blue at the same time. They kept exchanging glances to discuss countermeasures, trying to grab Bai Shuiru's mobile phone first.

"Shui Ru, you're crazy!"

Mrs. Zhong quickly stepped forward, grasped Bai Shuiru's slender wrist, and pulled her off the stage while whispering.

"Come with me to touch up your makeup."

"No matter how crazy I am, I am not as crazy as you, Mrs. Zhong, right?"

Bai Shuiru shook off Mrs. Zhong's hand and smiled. Her gaze shifted from Zhong Suiru to Liao Mingzhe, and finally back to her biological mother.

"After learning of my existence, you were unwilling to see Liao's Changzhuo Technology fall into the hands of another family, so you immediately separated your adopted daughter Zhong Suiru and Liao Mingzhe, and instead pushed this future son-in-law to your biological daughter, me, who had just been recognized ten days ago."

"I really don't know whether I should sympathize with Miss Zhong, or be happy for Mr. Liao, or admire your cleverness, Mrs. Zhong?"

Mr. Zhong, who was in shock, came to his senses and hurried to the stage to greet his wife and biological daughter, trying to change the topic and ease the atmosphere.

Bai Shuiru looked at Mr. Zhong, the biological father of the original body, with an apologetic look, and returned to the center of the stage. She glanced at Zhong Suiru, who was surrounded and comforted by her best friends and "crying with her face covered", and smiled in approval:

"Miss Zhong, there is no need to blame Mr. Liao for eating from his bowl and looking at what is in the pot. After all, you and he are 'family members'."

The white water raised like a willow eyebrow, like a small and sharp blade that suddenly cut open the curtain covering the secret.

"Hasn't Miss Zhong been using the partnership between the Zhong family's Zhongding Grain and Agriculture and the Mingxin Group to show her favor to a Mr. Hei-Smilin?"

"It's too early to tell who is the backup plan between Miss Zhong and Mr. Liao!"

Among the guests who were crowded and talking, someone suddenly called out in a low, trembling voice:

"Mr. Black!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately turned their heads stiffly following the gazes of the people around them and looked at a man at the outermost edge of the crowd.

"Thank you, Miss Bai, for helping me to identify the character of the person I'm working with."