Quick wear, the beautiful and soft female supporting role's charming road

Ning Jiaoyue looked up at the man driving with an angry face, calmed down, and said softly: "Brother, don't be angry."

Zhou Lingbo raised an eyebrow and looked at the beautiful but pale face through the mirror in the middle. "Angry? I'm not angry. I'm not your biological brother anymore."

"Look at what you've become because of a man. You're so ugly and spoiled."

Ning Jiaoyue's eyebrows darkened, "I don't want to either, but I still like him now."

"The more I can't have him, the more miserable I feel. Maybe once he becomes my boyfriend and we become closer, the novelty will wear off and I won't like him anymore."

The more Zhou Lingbo and Zhou Lingyi listened, the more they frowned and the more worried they became.

"Why would you think that?!"

They said in unison.

Ning Jiaoyue's eyes were cold and she said calmly, "What do you think I think? Actually, I think... Li Hui isn't that good either. But we've been together the longest. Besides him, who else could I like?"

He complained to himself and felt sad in secret.

The original small ball of air in her body came out again, expressing her inner thoughts and making the two siblings understand her loneliness and grievances. The color of the small ball of air became lighter.

Seeing this, she felt a little better.

However, it was only now that she realized that she had been restricted in every way since she came to this world.

The pressure made her breathless.

There really wasn't a single person here that could arouse her interest, and instead she hated them all.

She still planned to start sorting out the clues from her original mother.

When Zhou Huanfu was not at home, she pried open his study and went in to look around. The study was very clean and had many books.

After searching for a while, I finally found a letter in an English book of Romeo and Juliet.

A love letter.

She gently opened the yellowed paper with her fingers, and lines of beautiful handwriting came into view. The name at the end was "Qiongying".

Qiongying?

After reading it, she put the letter back into the book intact. When she flipped through it again, she found a yellowed photo inside.

Ning Jiaoyue looked at the woman with a sweet smile, who looked 50% similar to her... It seemed that this was her original body's mother.

However, it seems that Zhou Huanfu missed her because she observed that the book had been flipped frequently.

Zhou Huanfu is a middle-aged man, so he wouldn't like to read such a romantic classic.

Since he had feelings for his original mother, how could he ignore the child born between them and not show any love for him?

I have already made a judgment in my heart.

The original body might not be Zhou Huanfu's biological son.

After Ning Jiaoyue restored everything to its original state, she slipped out, but unexpectedly ran into Zhou Huanfu and Zhou Lingbo who had returned at the door.

This is really staring at each other.

A quarrel was inevitable, and she portrayed the image of a rebellious girl vividly.

In the end, it was natural for him to go find Li Hui.

Maybe all plots have some melodramatic elements. It rained really hard tonight, and she waited pitifully in front of Li Hui's apartment in the pouring rain.

We must capture Li Hui tonight.

His heart had already been unstable since she mistakenly called Lanska "Li Hui".

Now all we need is a strong medicine.

In the past, Chuchu pitifully collapsed in front of his door, and he would never even look at her, but now - "Brother Li Hui, my father doesn't want me anymore, are you willing to take me in?"

"Brother Li Hui,"

The girl's black hair was wet by the rain and stuck to her body, outlining her graceful figure. Her face, as white as jade, was so pale that she looked like she was about to die.

Li Hui looked down at her from above, holding an umbrella. "How pitiful."

There was no mercy in his eyes, only malicious desire.

Ning Jiaoyue put her arms around his neck and leaned against his chest obediently and lovingly.

He took her in anyway.

The heavy rain fell, hitting the ground, and transparent flowers bloomed.

If the "jade white" of the room were stained with red, it would certainly be extremely holy and pure.