"Who do you think you are?"
How crazy Le Qing was, how calm Shen Ziyu was.
Like ice, there was no fluctuation between the words, like time standing still.
Everything that the original owner suffered would not have been possible without Yue Qing's promotion.
For all that was added, although the original owner did not have much resentment towards her, how could Shen Ziyu, as a true bystander, not know this.
After Leqing later learned about the engagement between the original owner and Yan Han, she was jealous, but she pretended to be innocent in front of the male protagonist Mu Wen and looked down on her.
Well, there's no rush now.
Repayment or something is definitely required.
Yan's mother has seen many women like this, but it's really disgusting for her to dare to provoke her wife and pretend to be deeply in love when she clearly has no capital.
Regarding his daughter-in-law’s attitude, my son has really good taste.
Shen Ziyu glanced sideways at her and saw the man appearing behind her.
Why did she feel familiar?
It's the male protagonist!
The system is so full of hatred that the host has forgotten what the male protagonist looks like.
"oh."
Shen Ziyu responded lightly, and the little bit of emotion that remained in her body couldn't affect her at all.
"Tell me, who are you?
Why does Yan Han treat you differently?"
Le Qing wanted to calm down, but every time she saw such indifferent Shen Zi, she got angry.
Why, she can get everything she wants easily The smile on Shen Ziyu's lips froze slightly.
Looking at the appearance of the heroine and Mu Wen's ugly face behind her, she probably felt a little uncomfortable going back.
No man can tolerate his woman competing for other men outside.
This not only embarrasses him, but also makes him want to go and slap such a stupid woman to death.
However, this mentally retarded heroine always peeks at her idiot, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.
Host, this is called jealousy.
""I am jealous of your sister, my ancestor is very grand.
It's just a little bit unpleasant.
Shen Ziyu smiled extremely brightly, put down the jewelry that Yan's mother had just chosen, walked slowly towards Leqing, stretched out his hand and pinched her chin: "Don't peek at my people at will, otherwise the price will be paid."
It will definitely not be the same for the rest of my life.” cold This is Leqing's only feeling.
Seeing her smile brightly, it made Leqing feel as if she was on an iceberg and was buried in the bone.
Those bottomless eyes are like the gloom at the bottom of a cold pool, which can swallow up a person completely and prevent him from even screaming.
Very good, it seems that she is still a little aware.
Shen Ziyu threw away his right hand, wiped his fingers with the tissue, and then threw it in the trash can with disgust.
Even picking up garbage is disdainful.
"You" Leqing was silent even as she spoke, still immersed in the coldness from before.
That feeling was something she never wanted to recall in her life.
Host, is it a bit wasteful to use mental attacks on the heroine?
Such Leqing will kill herself sooner or later, but the host still wants her to experience those artistic conceptions, slowly destroying the heroine's brain and replenishing her nerves as her mental power goes deeper and deeper.
I always feel that my own hosts are all good.
"Tsk" Shen Ziyu sneered, but she didn't think it was a waste.
From the moment Leqing dared to peek at her idiot, she had to wake up.
After all, she was still very kind, she just used a little destruction. aa2705221: