Dressed as a sickly villain, he seduces the innocent heroine

The quarrel continued, and her mother kept saying the same things as she had said during their last chat. Shen Anxue could feel herself deeply exhausted.

She didn't know how to talk to her mother to make her stop, she was so tired.

There is no unpleasantness between me and Lin Wanju, so why do we need to break up?

You are not a fish, you know the happiness of fish.

Shen Anxue really wanted to say this to her mother, but was afraid that she wouldn't understand. Sometimes, some of the eldest lady's actions were indeed excessive, but she deserved it.

She often wavers back and forth.

Shen Anxue knew that this would hurt her lover, so she was happy to accept the punishment.

"Look at you now..."

Chen Cuilan's voice was filled with tears. She reached out and grabbed her daughter's wrist, holding it high. Her thin wrist was revealed under the cuffs of her suit.

Above the thin blue veins is a somewhat hideous scar.

"Have you ever had these before?"

"Even if the eldest lady hated you in the past, she would never have killed anyone. But now... Chen Dingchuan is dead. An Xue, what do you want me to do before I tell you what I say?"

The two words "An Xue" were calculated by Chen Cuilan after asking many fortune tellers. She turned all the money she earned from selling sweet potato noodles into money for the fortune tellers.

If one company doesn’t work out for you, try another.

I always wanted to give my daughter a good name to bless her throughout her life.

The sweet potato season is long, from transplanting to its rampant growth.

On the hillside, when autumn gradually approaches, you can use a sickle to cut the sweet potato leaves, dry them and make them into pig feed, and use an iron hoe to dig up the soil and dig out one sweet potato after another.

Brush it dry and clean it, grind it into powder with a machine, filter it over and over again, let it settle in the sink, then wait for the starch to sink to the bottom and pour out the water in the sink.

Sweep away the stones on the dam, spread bamboo mats, and then you can dry the powder.

After going through all these processes, the money earned is only a few thousand yuan.

But this money became the key to supporting Shen Anxue. She needed to keep the money carefully to prevent her gambling husband from stealing it.

An Xue...

It means as quiet as snow.

The fortune teller stroked his beard, saying that auspicious snow means a good harvest, and that quiet and peaceful people often get better results.

Listening to the fortune teller's chatter, Chen Cuilan nodded. She understood what he meant and willingly gave him the ten dollars.

You can buy a few pounds of sweet potato flour.

But now?

The injuries on the body of his daughter, whom he regarded as a treasure, continued to increase.

Even though Shen Anxue was wearing more and more famous brands, her temperament was also improving, just like Chen Dingchuan back then.

But the more they resemble each other, the more scared Chen Cuilan will become.

I was afraid that my daughter would experience the same thing as the other person.

"Mom, what do you want me to do?"

"There are many people in this world who are unhappy in their marriages. Have you seen others not getting married because of this?"

"Chen Dingchuan is Chen Dingchuan, and I am me. We are completely different."

"The eldest lady has been very good to me. Although she did go a little too far in the past, that was just because she was spoiled by the master."

Shen Anxue talked to her mother for nearly ten minutes, but she refused to give in and kept asking her to leave this mansion with a horrible and cannibalistic owner.

The watch hands on his wrist were ticking slowly. If he continued to delay, the young lady would go crazy.

Shen Anxue has experienced the power of this.

She looked down at her mother, with thousands of words in her heart, but she couldn't express them.

"Mom, I want you to calm down."

"Except for leaving, I can agree to everything else. I have already promised Wanju that I will never leave her side again, so... I can't promise you now."

Shen Anxue looked up and saw a figure at the railing. Although it was just a glimpse, she understood that if she continued to ignore it.

The cost will be terrible.

So he became ruthless and grabbed his mother's wrist, slowly trying to stop her from grabbing his hand.

"Mom...you have to give me time...and give yourself time."

"Wanju isn't that bad."

After saying this, Shen Anxue went upstairs. She had promised the eldest lady, so she absolutely could not go back on her word.

When she came into the room, Lin Wanju had already taken off her slippers. She hugged her knees with her hands, rested her chin on them, and just stared at Shen Anxue.

"You're late...at least three minutes."

When Lin Wanju spoke, her voice was filled with grievance, like a doll on the verge of breaking.

"Feel sorry."

Shen Anxue reached out and hugged Lin Wanju, patting her back with her fingers to comfort her.

"Anyone who talks to Mom will be unable to control themselves and say a few more words. This is normal..."

Shen Anxue didn't want to tell the eldest daughter about the quarrels with her mother and cause her unnecessary worries.

The feeling of being hugged was very comfortable. Lin Wanju was so immersed in it for a moment that she didn't even want to care about Shen Anxue's breaking the appointment.

Of course... the premise is that she didn't turn on the system's God's perspective and eavesdrop on their conversation.

Now that she knew that Chen Cuilan had such a deep prejudice against her, Lin Wanju felt very disappointed.

Alas... the damn original owner is digging a hole here, waiting for me to jump into it.

But she was unwilling to accept this. After making so much effort, was she going to be the one to be abandoned?

Lin Wanju pursed her lips tightly.

"But you broke your promise... An Xue... I'm very sad."

Lin Wanju looked like a pitiful fellow with his eyelashes drooping.

It’s really frustrating. How could I make someone who is so good to me sad?

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Sorry...sorry..."

Shen Anxue pressed her face against Lin Wanju, her spirit on the verge of collapse.

"I can't let my mother down, and I don't want to abandon you. Why do I always have to make a choice?"

Tears streamed down her cheeks. Shen Anxue felt that the string in her head had finally broken after playing countless tense and exciting music.

Lin Wanju felt a wet cheek pressed against her neck, hot and wet...

The low crying sound was caused by Shen Anxue's mental breakdown.

[Congratulations, host. Your mental control skills are superior, so I can give you extra points.]

[Bad Luck value decreases by 100, Good Luck value increases by 50.]

When Lin Wanju heard about the award, she was stunned. She was a little reluctant to accept it.

Because I gained these points completely unconsciously, does mind control count as such?

I've only heard before that the love of a yandere can be suffocating. Am I really that bad?

Lin Wanju held Shen Anxue's hand and hugged her.

"I don't know how to respond, Mom..."

"I'm a bad daughter."

There was a tone of extreme decadence in Shen Anxue's voice. If it were Chen Dingchuan and Zheng Jiajue, she would just harden her heart and pretend they didn't exist.

After all, they are just friends.

I can still let go.

But mother...

That's mom.