Cannon Fodder Beauty Can't Escape [Transmigration Book]

The room is occupied by the meaning of emptiness.

Zhong Yisheng leaned against the head of the bed.

The cold light of dawn slyly pierced through the curtains and poured into the room.

Thin sweat drenched the pajamas, and the back was cold.She turned her head to look to the other side of the bed.

Meng Qinghan's sleeping posture is not very elegant, her head is tilted by her neck, her delicate chin rests on her shoulder blades, her arms are wide open, her palms are facing down, she seems to have forgotten that there is another person on this bed.

Zhong Yisheng couldn't help thinking.

In the past year, she avoided herself, when was she so undefended?

If you think about it carefully, they just said more than the past year combined.Not only that, Meng Qinghan also... scolded Zhong Yueming.

At this time, Meng Qinghan turned over and the bed shook.

Her side face was pressed against the pillow, facing Zhong Yisheng.The redness on the nose has receded a bit, but against the cold white complexion, it is still particularly ferocious.

Zhong Yisheng has long accepted that he is a three-line female supporting role without personality, and also admits that he is a candidate who does not need to be favored.

She knew that everyone loved Zhong Yueming, as long as Zhong Yueming appeared, there would be no place for her.

People all over the world feel that Zhong Yueming has been wronged, and she is a daughter born with a golden spoon in her mouth, so everyone follows the concept that love flows to the 'weak' and gives their love to Zhong Yueming.Her father, her younger brother, and the people she likes are all like this.

In fact, she has long been used to it, a year of mutual torture is enough, she gave Meng Qinghan a chance to choose, she doesn't want to imprison her freedom anymore.

She asked the housekeeper to return the phone to Meng Qinghan a week ago, and she also knew about Meng Qinghan's contact with Zhong Yueming, she didn't stop her, but went to bed with her as usual.

That night, Meng Qinghan was too rough.

She was angry, and she didn't know what she was angry about.She seemed to be struggling, stroking her shoulder while avoiding meeting her eyes.

During the last time, she vaguely heard Meng Qinghan say: "This is the last time."

When she was half asleep and half awake, Meng Qinghan took screenshots of the chat records between her and Xu Yin. She didn't even delete the pictures in the album, but just sent the chat records to her WeChat, and then withdrew the messages.

She didn't even want to perfunctory, hurt her so bluntly.

At noon yesterday, Ming Fei Entertainment's official live broadcast started, and Tezhu Sun asked if she wanted to blow up the live broadcast room or advance public relations, but she said no.

She waited for her end.

An ending that has already been written.

But when she was getting ready to leave, Meng Qinghan didn't identify her unspoken subordinates as she expected, but went through the scene sloppily, turning the prepared press conference into a mess, Provided countless joys to netizens.

She also thought that maybe Zhong Yueming changed the battle plan and wanted to take a long time to catch big fish, but Meng Qinghan's eyes were so open that she could no longer speculate maliciously.

It was impossible for Meng Qinghan to be in the same room with her in the past, and she also knew that Meng Qinghan didn't like to see her, so she only came back once a month.

Every time Meng Qinghan went back to her room after finishing, she didn't even want to look at her more.Every time afterwards, she dragged her tired body to wash.

But this night, she appeared at the door of the room with the quilt in her arms.

She took the initiative to come to sleep with her.

She fell asleep in her bed.

What does she want to do?

When Meng Qinghan just fell asleep, she checked Baidu. Baidu said that if a person who hates you suddenly shows interest in you, then you have to be careful about the food and drink she gives you. It may be poisonous in it. The possibility of hiding a needle in the clothes is more than 80.00%.

—Assassination.

Zhong Yisheng thought it was impossible.

Meng Qinghan is a person who can clearly distinguish between love and hate, she can't keep things in her mind, she likes who she hates, it's written on her face, and she says what she can't write on her face.It's like she said that Zhong Fanyin is a township-level actor, which fully expresses her contempt for Zhong Fanyin.

My thoughts are filled with various fictional plots, and the sky is bright before I know it.

The butler prepares breakfast and waits happily in the dining room.

Zhong Yisheng came back last night, she should be able to eat breakfast, then according to Meng Qinghan's schedule, the two of them will definitely bump into each other, then Zhong Yisheng will definitely notice the change in Meng Qinghan.

He was immersed in his own imagination, and even thought about where the two of them would spend their honeymoon after marriage, but Mrs. Zhang suddenly appeared behind him, planning his imagination for the future.

Mrs. Zhang wrinkled her face, as if she was having a stomachache, and looked panicked.

The housekeeper said: "Miss is still awake? Where is Miss Meng? Still sleeping? It's already seven o'clock."

Mrs. Zhang's eyelids twitched: "Wake up, Miss Meng is taking a bath in her room, and Miss Zhong is putting on makeup."

Butler: "Then you told Miss Meng about Miss coming back last night?"

Mrs. Zhang nodded: "I said..."

The butler felt that his enthusiasm had been shattered: "Miss Meng is making trouble again?"

Mrs. Zhang quickly shook her head: "That's not true, it's just..."

The housekeeper was almost terrified by her, "Say it quickly, as long as they don't fight, I can accept it!"

Mrs. Zhang said: "... There is blood on Miss Zhong's bed sheet, on the towel beside the bed, and on the paper towel thrown in the trash can..."

The butler was struck by five thunders, "It can't be... a fight, right?"

Mrs. Zhang has a very bad impression of Meng Qinghan, and coupled with Meng Qinghan's previous bad deeds, she automatically put the fault on Meng Qinghan, "Miss Zhong has only been to the hospital once, and this time I don't know where she was injured. , I think it's better to get out, it's too dangerous for such a person to stay with Miss Zhong, it's already miserable enough for Miss Zhong to have such a father, and it's really not worth raising a trash with elbows out."

The sound of Zhong Yi who was soaking in the bathtub that night appeared again in front of the butler, and the dying appearance almost scared him to faint. At that time, he really wanted to strangle Meng Qinghan to death.

If... If Zhong Yisheng was injured again because of her, he would definitely let Meng Qinghan go as far as he could!

He walked upstairs aggressively with a sullen face, and Mrs. Zhang followed behind him.

If the two of them hold a guy in their hands, they will look like criminals.

It just so happened that Zhong Yisheng and Meng Qinghan went out one after the other, seeing their angry faces, they were both taken aback.

Zhong Yisheng frowned slightly and asked, "Uncle Jiang? What's wrong?"

She changed into a light green short skirt today, her hair was coiled up, very refreshing and very charming, she looked very energetic.

Instead... Meng Qinghan next to her has a red nose, swollen eyes, and blisters around her mouth. She looks sluggish, and her clothes are loose, as if she has been captured by a monster all night. .

The housekeeper and Mrs. Zhang couldn't express their anger.

Things are different from what they imagined.

The housekeeper held back for a long time, and said: "Breakfast is ready, Miss, do you want to eat at home or take it to the company?"

Zhong Yisheng said warmly: "Let's eat at home."

The butler snorted, glanced at the two of them, and pretended not to care and said, "What's wrong with Miss Meng's nose?"

Zhong Yi's face remained unchanged: "I hit it."

housekeeper:"……"

Mrs. Zhang: "..."

what are you talking about

Regardless of the broken expressions of the two of them, Zhong Yisheng went downstairs directly, and Meng Qinghan swayed behind her, looking like he hadn't woken up yet, looking dejected.

Their walking posture is like being tied with invisible ropes, and the distance is just right.

It was clear that they were still so alienated, but there was no such tense malice as before, and the auras of the two of them matched inexplicably.

The housekeeper and Mrs. Zhang looked at each other, with double rows of question marks above their heads.

After breakfast, Zhong Yisheng planned to take Meng Qinghan to the hospital to have a look at her nose, but Meng Qinghan refused, she just wanted to go back to sleep.

Zhong Yisheng took a step back: "Then let Uncle Jiang accompany you in the afternoon."

After Meng Qinghan drank the milk, she put her face on the table and said drowsily, "Okay."

Zhong Yisheng walked to her side and raised her face: "Go upstairs to sleep?"

Meng Qinghan jumped up, nodded slightly, and walked out of the restaurant with heavy steps.

The butler happened to walk over rubbing his hands, with a solemn expression, hesitant to speak several times, and then said: "There will definitely be friction when two people get along, but we have to choose the right way to resolve it."

He was worried, and before he could finish the next sentence, he saw Mrs. Zhang looking hurriedly, stretching her neck to look this way: "Mr. Zhong is here again... and Missy."

Upon hearing this, Meng Qinghan suddenly woke up like a shaved goat, full of energy.

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