The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

"unacceptable!"

Yang Haoxuan slammed the table and stood up, "How could he treat you like this!"

Yang Qianqian was very calm: "Brother, I have seen through it. Sooner or later, I will not be able to stay in this Shen Wang Mansion. If you have time, go to the outer room to help my sister find a separate courtyard. If my sister is divorced in the future, she will definitely not be able to return to the nursing home, so it is better for her to live in the outer room for a while."

She had a face that was described by the Queen as "as beautiful as jade", but to have ended up like this, one can imagine that the Yang Mansion must be a den of tigers and wolves. It's impossible for her to go to a mountain of tigers knowing there are tigers there, right?

Although she wanted to be independent, she couldn't just let Fourth Miss Yang disappear like that. Now Third Young Master Yang had appeared, and because of their similar looks, she inexplicably felt a sense of trust in him.

No matter what their sibling relationship was like before, it seemed that he really cared about him now. Besides, just for that face, she was willing to trust him a little more.

There is no way. Sometimes when you are alone for too long, you will inexplicably develop a sense of trust in familiar people.

"Okay, I'll help you find a house when the time comes. If King Shen doesn't want you, I'll keep you. We won't go back to the Yang Mansion!"

Yang Haoxuan patted his chest indignantly and promised, "Fourth sister, don't wrong yourself, live a good life, if you are wronged, just come to third brother."

"Okay, from now on, brother will be fourth sister's supporter!"

What Yang Qianqian said was absolutely sincere. The man in front of her was truly her biological brother, and she treated him as her own brother from the bottom of her heart.

As for raising a child, it's not her turn. With Yang Qianqian's means, she won't have to rely on others to support her.

However, I have been watched by those beautiful girls in the mansion these days and have no chance to go out. I would like to ask Yang Haoxuan to find a separate courtyard outside. If I really want to go out, I can say I am going back to my parents' home.

With Yang Haoxuan as a witness, are you still afraid that the people in Prince Shen’s Mansion won’t believe it?

After seeing Yang Haoxuan off, Yang Qianqian stared at the sky for a long time. It was great that she had one more person she could trust in this world!

After returning to the house, he was in a daze for a while holding the dough figurine he bought last time, as if he was back to the night when his adoptive parents had the accident.

The ten-year-old girl and her twelve-year-old brother hugged each other and cried. Her brother said, "You are my only relative in this world. Sister, I will take care of you!"

That way, her grief-stricken heart slowly calmed down. She raised her head, tears still streaming down her face: "Brother, Qianqian only has you as her relative. From now on, Qianqian will only listen to you!"

Sometimes I wonder if I was born with bad luck. I was abandoned in a hospital when I was young, and my adoptive parents, who were doctors, took me home. Then, when I was sixteen, my adoptive parents were traveling and the plane crashed, and they both died.

In order to take care of her, her 18-year-old brother gave up the opportunity to go to university and went out to work to earn money for her tuition.

Later, in order to open a plastic surgery center for her, he used up all his savings and even mortgaged the house without telling her.

Over the years, it seemed that no one around her had a good time.

I wonder if my brother will feel less pressure after she leaves. I wonder if Miss Yang Si has entered her body. Will she take care of my brother for me?

The wind blew in through the open window, and I realized that my face had become cold without me knowing. I wiped it lightly, and tears were all over my face.

I got up and closed the window, but for some reason I hesitated for a moment, as if someone had once stopped there and looked in, and there was still a faint familiar smell lingering.