Qingrui seemed to be dreaming. She glanced at Ji Rongyan. The man looked gentle, as if he was a loving father. She then looked at her sister next to her. She was beautiful and cute, with skin as white as snow and a voice as clear as

Shui. When she laughs, she cackles like a silver bell, and is even more beautiful than the little princess in the comics.

She looked at the huge living room in front of her. There were plush dolls on the sofa, vibrant green plants on the windowsill, bright and gorgeous crystal lamps, and a noble and elegant spiral staircase.

This was not the small, dirty room she had stayed in before. This place was as bright as a fairy tale.

Ji Jinyuan pulled Qingrui to go upstairs. She turned around and wanted to say thank you to her new mother, but she saw that Yao Moqi had put away her smile and looked at Ji Rongyan coldly.

She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she felt as if the young woman with a friendly smile just now and the cold woman now were not the same person at all.

From the very beginning, Yao Moqi guessed that she would be her husband's plaything...

At the end of the corridor was a window. The wind outside the window ruffled Ye Lingyin's long hair. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ears and turned to walk to the elevator.

Yao Moqi killed her son, but she also killed Yao Moqi's husband. Although Lin Aochuan was an accomplice, she could not kill Lin Aochuan's son.

Just like that, they spent half of their bright and glorious lives, and in their later years they were left alone and separated from their relatives. The pain was unimaginable.

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Back home, Liao Jinpei and Liao Zhu were dancing in the living room. A romantic dance music was playing on the huge screen. Liao Jinpei put his arms around Liao Zhu's slender waist and led her to spin in the music.

They look really well matched, the man is handsome and handsome, the woman has a smile like a flower, her skirt is flying, and even the exchange of eyes seems to have sparks.

Ye Lingyin watched quietly until they found her standing at the door. Liao Jinpei stopped, walked over and turned off the home theater, then faced Ye Lingyin and helped her put the leather bag in her hand on the sofa. His expression was very natural.

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"You're back, and you just happened to help Zhuer see how she was dancing. I told her that she was as stiff as a carrot when she danced, but she refused to admit it."

"You are just like a carrot!" Liao Zhu glared at Liao Jinpei angrily, ran over to hold Ye Lingyin in his arms, and said angrily: "My brother bullied me again! Lingyin, you must help me teach him a lesson.

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"Okay, okay," Ye Lingyin smiled and patted Liao Zhu on the shoulder, looking back at Liao Jinpei, her voice was as gentle as water, "Zhu'er obviously dances very well, why are you opening your eyes and telling lies."

Then she turned her attention to Liao Zhu, looked at her reddish face, and asked, "Why did you suddenly start learning to dance?"

"I'm going to use this dance for a few days at a girlfriends party. I originally wanted to find a coach, but my brother said he dances well. Huh, if I dance like a carrot, it's because he's not good enough and didn't teach me well!"

Ye Lingyin said: "I think you have danced very well. If I were an outsider, I would have thought you were a couple. You cooperate so well."

She seemed to be speaking carelessly. Liao Zhu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Liao Jinpei, turned away, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't want a husband who is so carefree."

"Hey, my good sister, can you not say that I am a philanderer in front of my wife? I don't want to kneel on the washboard tonight."

Liao Zhu chuckled, "Then kneel down on the instant noodles. If you break one, kneel down one more night."
Chapter completed!