Her hair was tied up high, and the transparent headdress in the shape of a transparent water droplet was filled with flowing and clear brilliance, close to her cloud-like hair, which was light and dreamy mist.

The white gauze long skirt wrapped around her slender figure, and the white satin-woven iris fell on her waist to enhance her innocence and brightness. Except for the lily-shaped bells wrapped in silver wires on her wrists and ankles, there were no other decorations on her body. She moved her lotus steps lightly, and the bell made a crisp and lively sound...

In the luxurious banquet hall, the men stared at the peerless elf who seemed to be coming out of the fairy tale world, and were eager to inquire about her origin.

The ladies dressed up in a colorful manner followed the dazzling two handsome boys, one black and one white, with their hot and greedy eyes as fierce as wolves and tigers.

However, their entire attention was on the girl who was wandering around mischievously...

Well, she is so proud! A small sense of satisfaction surged in Xingyu's heart.

Anyway, she made up her mind today to steal the limelight of the two witches, one big and one small, and hehe, the eyes of the famous ladies were so eager to shoot her through. Well, she wants to say-oh, let the storm come again!

"Che, Yao, thank you!" She was so proud.

Xingyu hooked Yuwen Che with his right hand and Yin Yaoyang with his left hand. I heard from Yu that neither of them likes this kind of occasion. Well, it’s such a good friend!

Yuwen Che looked at her and smiled.

He does everything he does, just for her a smile...

Yin Yaoyang snorted coldly.

Xingyu glanced at his left arm, which was still cast, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

"Haha... your hands are okay?" she asked in a low voice.

"Hmph..." He still didn't understand how he fell from the second floor to the first floor.

"I'm sorry!" Xingyu pulled his arm coquettishly.

"Hmph..." Yin Yaoyang's expression turned soft.

"Xiaoyu, can't I know what whispers are you saying?" Yuwen Che narrowed his eyes.

He cared very much.

"No, nothing! Haha..." Xingyu waved his hand, "Really, Che, really nothing!"

If Che knew that she had made Yao like this now, her glorious image of a cute, innocent, kind and beautiful girl in Che's heart would be ruined. No, no!

Yuwen Che turned his eyes to Yin Yaoyang in confusion.

He was looking at Xingyu, with a faint smile on his lips...

"Daughter, it turns out you are here! It's so easy to find a mother!" A woman wearing a black face suddenly rushed to Xingyu and said coquettishly.

"Ling Xinmeng, are you here to attend the funeral?" Xingyu rolled his eyes to the sky.

It’s not enough to wear black, but it’s even covered with black veil. Those who don’t know will think that today is the old man’s fiftieth anniversary.

"Don't it look good?" Ling Xinmeng dragged the hem of the skirt and turned around, "Xing'er, there is something wrong with your aesthetic vision. How mysterious is black! Don't you think your mother, I am cold and sexy?" She closed her eyes intoxicatedly.

Evil, star language is full of powerlessness.

"Hello aunt, I am Xingyu's friend Yin Yaoyang (Yuwen Che)." The two handsome men saluted Ling Xinmeng respectfully.

Wow, so handsome, even more so than Achuan! A big love appeared in Ling Xinmeng's eyes, and the thief couldn't help but stretched out. She had such a good figure, wouldn't it be illegal to touch it?

"Mom..." Her face was really thrown into the extra-river galaxy. "Think twice, aren't you afraid that the old man will lock you up in confinement?" My dad's jealousy came to an extreme comparable to a mountain torrent.

Ah! Ling Xinmeng retracted her hand awkwardly, woo!

"Hmph! I'm still trying to attack young men when I'm old. I can't change my shit. You're a natural bitch!" An unpopular sharp female voice popped out from behind Ling Xinmeng.

Ha, the great witch has appeared in public. She hasn't seen her for many days, and her old face seems to have changed again!

Yuan Renjing, Shangguan Chuan's wife, is a pitiful, ridiculous and pathetic woman. If she could act as honest and honest as her name, she might still win the care that her husband had caused by guilt and pity. Unfortunately, she cried, complained, jealous, and mean, which made her lose even the minimum respect.

Thinking that she lost because of her appearance, Yuan Renjing spent a lot of money to have plastic surgery. Her face, which was originally elegant and beautiful, gradually became unrecognizable. She cut a good face like a steak and cut it into the east and the west... Unfortunately, her husband's expression became colder and colder when he saw her.

She is pitiful, but "a pitiful person must have something hateful." She is obsessed with being obscene and becomes a joke for others after dinner.

...

"Bitch?" Ling Xinmeng blinked, what was that thing, "Sister, are you so angry because you are not a bitch?"

"You are the bitch! Seducing someone else's husband, shameless prostitute!" Yuan Renjing yelled hysterically. What's wrong with this idiot woman?

Ling Xinmeng shrank her shoulders and retreated behind Xingyu to seek protection.

A fool, he is simply a shame to the witch! Xingyu glanced at her.

"Auntie, this is your fault. You can't bear to see your husband because you are incompetent. Such a shrew scolding will insult your noble background!" Xingyu smiled with a good temper.

Yuan Renjing raised her chin lightly, "Then will your shameless mother make the point of robbing someone else's husband? What a joke!"

"Oh—? Did she snatch it? Shangguan Chuan's spouse's column is still your name?" Ling Xinmeng really wanted to snatch it, but there was no room for her to speak now.

"You..." is simply a scammer.

"Oh, aunt, to be honest, I really sympathize with you. Why do you take a man so seriously? As the saying goes: a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a prostitute, a prostitute is not as good as a steal, and a steal is not as good as a man. This is the bad nature of a man!" Xingyu shook his head, "You should be glad that my mother is not like those real vixen, otherwise you will not even be able to protect the title of that official wife!"

Be content in life.

Yuan Renjing was about to get mad, "Stupid girl! Who are you dare to talk to me like this! You are such a wild breeder without a tutor!"

Tutor?? "Sorry, aunt! In my world, I am the heaven, I am the earth, I am the lawless, you, care, no, let's take it!" She never compromised and made herself sad.

"You, you-!" This girl was too arrogant.

"Mom, Mom!..." The girl in a rose-red exposed dress ran to Yuan Renjing, "Brother Yao! You are here too, Ling'er is so happy!... Ling Xingyu, why are you holding Brother Yao's hand!!"

Xingyu leaned his head against Yin Yaoyang's arm even more violently, "Didn't Yao say no?"

If you glar, glar at me, you can bite me if you don’t agree!

"Oh, and, Sister Zi Ling, why did you dye your hair back?" I was a little uncomfortable if you couldn't see the turkey.

"You did it right?" She was just a fairy.

It was really a ghost when she came out of the boutique that day. She became a rat crossing the street. Everyone looked at her with horror and disgust. The child chased her behind her butt and threw small stones. Several monk-like people held a bowl and chanted strange curse at her that she couldn't understand. The most exaggerated thing was a Taoist priest holding a peach wood sword with yellow notes hanging around her neck and muttering, "Where is the fairy escape? The Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the rule, and mamami coaxes..." He chased her all the way. Fortunately, she ran fast enough and ran into an alley. A middle-aged woman turned around and entered the house when she saw her. She brought out a pot of blood from nowhere to beat and fell straight towards her. Her hair and clothes were completely ruined!!

"What?" Xingyu looked innocent.

Well, she didn't want to be a vixen? She just kindly fulfilled her wish.

Shangguan Ziling stared at Xingyu with anger.

"Dear!" The tall middle-aged man hugged Ling Xinmeng's slender waist.

"Chuan--!" Ling Xinmeng hooked his neck delicately.

Tsk tsk tsk, Xingyu touched the chicken skin on his body, which was disgusting.

"Husband, please respect yourself in public!" Yuan Renjing's eyes were about to catch fire.

Shangguan Chuan frowned, "Who are you?" He looked familiar but couldn't remember.

Yuan Renjing opened her eyes wide, "I am Renjing!"

"...You're going for plastic surgery again?" Shangguan Chuan said lightly.

I had plastic surgery so much that I couldn’t even recognize my husband. It’s so sad. Without love, what does the appearance mean?

"Dad!" Shangguan Ziling shouted flatteringly.

"Oh, old man!" Xingyu shouted perfunctorily.

"Xing'er..." Shangguan Chuan touched her head lovingly.

It was so comfortable that he hugged his lover and daughter from both sides, and ignored the resentful eyes of his wife and daughter in the room.

"Xiao Xing'er, dad is looking forward to your gift!" His daughter is always unique.

Xingyu smiled proudly.

She slowly walked to the center of the hall and looked around.

Take off your shoes and take a deep breath.

She has shown her unique skills!

Taking off the hairpin with her hair, she swung her long hair like a black waterfall, her hazy and blurred eyes, and her swaying skirt began to fly...

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Chapter completed!