After slacking off on the chaebol's son, she was caught and forced to kiss him and cry

"Your daughter?" The playful smile in Pei Miao's eyes completely collapsed and turned into coldness, like a sharp knife, dismembering Su Peiyun's heart.

Su Peiyun felt extremely uneasy, her lips trembled, and she swallowed.

Then Pei Miao uttered two words lightly: "Dead."

died? !

How could he be dead?

Su Peiyun widened her eyes in disbelief, shaking her head and crying, "No, she is so timid and afraid of pain."

"She wailed for a long time after being hit. How could she be dead?"

"Who are you!" Su Peiyun screamed at the top of her lungs, "Why do you look exactly like my Miaomiao?"

"Age, height, mole at the corner of the eye..."

"Su Peiyun." Pei Miao's eyes turned, and she smiled with a fake smile: "What's the point of worrying about this?"

"I'm not your daughter, but your daughter is dead. Can you guess where she is?"

"It's you! You killed her, right? You had plastic surgery to look like my Miaomiao, wanting to be Fu Bian's daughter so that you can live a life of luxury and wealth." Su Peiyun's blood froze and her expression was blank.

Pei Miao raised an eyebrow: "You're quite good at brainwashing yourself."

"Auntie, I didn't have plastic surgery."

"You might as well ask your husband, Fu Bian, about your daughter."

"He knows better than I do."

As Pei Miao spoke word by word, Su Peiyun's expression became more and more frightened, nervous, and even distracted.

She vaguely realized that she had killed her daughter, but she still couldn't believe it.

Fu Bian, a gentle, kind and generous philanthropist, was just drunk and walked into the wrong room that day. It was impossible for him to have such dirty thoughts about his stepdaughter!

But more and more things have happened recently, and Su Peiyun couldn't help but think deeply about it.

Could it be that she really killed Miaomiao?

Do not!

Absolutely impossible!

Su Peiyun's eyes were fierce: "No matter who you are, don't try to sow discord between me and Fu Bian!"

"Fu Bian likes Miaomiao so much, how could he possibly hurt Miaomiao?"

"That's your business. What does it have to do with me?" Pei Miao walked closer to Su Peiyun while smiling, and finally forced Su Peiyun into a corner.

Su Peiyun's thin shoulders hit the wall, and she frowned in pain.

Pei Miao looked arrogant and lazy, and patted Su Peiyun's cheek nonchalantly.

It's full of humiliation.

"Auntie, it was your daughter who died."

"You ask me, but you don't believe me. Then let her die in peace."

"You don't love her anyway, do you?"

No?

Su Peiyun shook her head with difficulty.

Do not!

Although she does favor boys over girls, she also wants to curry favor with the powerful.

But Miaomiao was born from her belly, a piece of flesh that fell out!

How could she not love Miaomiao!

Pei Miao looked at Su Peiyun falling into despair and pain, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she turned and left.

Su Peiyun was left gritting her teeth, caught in painful doubt and struggle.

With a "boom", her brain went blank, and the memory that she had deliberately forgotten suddenly appeared in her mind.

The scene where Fu Bian looked at Miaomiao with a dark and ambiguous look, put his hand inside Miaomiao's clothes, and smiled while pressing Miaomiao's shoulder and whispering...

One paragraph after another...

Su Peiyun fell to the ground in despair, feeling pain and despair...

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Warm reminder: this "Pei Miao" is the original owner. The heroine came here after she committed suicide!

Two months ago.

"Miao Miao, don't worry. Bring the milk with you. You are growing now, so you must eat breakfast so that your body can develop better." Fu Bian looked at "Pei Miao" who lowered her head and ran out the door quickly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses.

A gentle voice sounded, interrupting Pei Miao's departure.

"Pei Miao" shrank back, not daring to look up and stopped where she was.

Fu Bian, holding a bottle of milk and a sandwich, slowly walked up to "Pei Miao" and pressed her shoulders gently but firmly with his big hands.

He bent down slightly and rested his forehead against hers.

Pei Miao shrank her neck in fear and whispered, "Dad, I have class at 8 a.m. and I'm going to be late."

"Hmm..." Fu Bian responded softly.

Pei Miao bit her pink lips, her eyes quickly reddening. She took a step back and tried to wake him up by calling him, "Dad, don't be like this."

In response to her was Fu Bian's playful laughter. "Pei Miao" looked up and saw Fu Bian raising his eyebrows: "Miao Miao, you are so disobedient."

"You don't have classes tonight, come back early."

"Pei Miao" swallowed, nodded, took the milk, and left quickly.

She ran so fast that she disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if some ferocious beast was chasing her.

Fu Bian stood there, his eyes deep, the smile on the corner of his lips growing deeper and deeper for a while.

He took out his cell phone and called Su Peiyun: "You and Chunjiao will stay in the apartment in Tankang Community tonight."

Su Peiyun's puzzled question came from the other side.

Fu Bian simply said, "When did you ask me so much?"

Then he hung up the phone.

night.

"Pei Miao" squatted at the door of Fu's house for more than three hours, and saw on his mobile phone that the time was already past twelve o'clock.

Dad should be asleep, right?

After pondering for a moment, "Pei Miao" finally stood up, opened the door carefully, and saw that the lights in the living room were not on and it was dark. She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A smile appeared on her tired face.

Tiptoe into the living room and go up to the second floor.

Her room was at the very back of the second floor. "Pei Miao" walked very slowly, fearing that she would wake up Fu Bian or anyone else.

When they arrived at the door, "Pei Miao" took out the key from his pocket and inserted it nervously and hurriedly.

"Miaomiao."

A gloomy voice came from behind.

"Pei Miao" shuddered uncontrollably, a chill running down her spine as her heart trembled.

She slowly turned her head and murmured, "Dad, Dad, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Fu Bian's rough fingertips stroked Pei Miao's delicate neck.

"Miao Miao hasn't come home yet, how can Daddy sleep?"

Fear appeared in Pei Miao's eyes and she took a step back.

Fu Bian smiled, held her hand, and opened the door with her.

He held her down firmly with his hands and led her inside.

"Pei Miao" cried and struggled, tears overflowing, she pulled Fu Bian's hair and hit him.

Unfortunately, there was a huge disparity in power between men and women, and Fu Bian easily punished her.

The voice was ruthless yet gentle: “Miao Miao, don’t be so excited.”

"Which one do you think your mother will choose..."

"Uh...huh."

"Pei Miao" had her mouth covered by Fu Bian and was slapped hard.

Forcing her to say, "Dad."

"Pei Miao" slowly closed her eyes, despair filled her like a shabby puppet, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

The surrounding sounds gradually faded away.

Her eyes began to blur.

It would be nice if he died.