chapter 153
"Yes! It's me!"

Jiang Miaomiao didn't mean to deny it at all.

In those eyes full of hatred, there is even more madness: "I just want to ruin your wedding and let you be buried with me!"

It started with her sneaking into this big and grand engagement party.

She never thought of any way out.

Everything on the island.

It should have belonged to her.

It should be her who is envied by others.

Why did she fall from being the proud daughter of the Jiang family to where she is now.

But Shi Lian, an orphan girl, can marry An Chen in such a glorious way?

She is a girl wearing a book.

A book-wearing girl who holds the entire plot of the novel in her hand!

How could he not be able to beat a novel heroine?

Jiang Miaomiao hates it.

Hatred and jealousy are constantly devouring her sanity.

"You...you..." Mother An pointed at Jiang Miaomiao. Because of her status, she couldn't say harsh words, but her eyes were full of anger.

He thought that the little girl from the Jiang family was a good match for his son.

Didn't expect it to be so dark.

Fortunately, she didn't go her own way and force An Chen to marry her!
"Hahaha... Let me tell you, if that bucket of stuff is spilled on Shi Lian, Shi Lian will lie in the hospital for a year or so at most."

Jiang Miaomiao's eyebrows were ferocious, and she burst into a malicious smile, with madness raging in her eyes: "But, An Chen wants to help her block..."

Mother An only felt her eyes darken: "You, what do you mean?"

"It means... your only son, the only heir to your An family, will die!"

She uttered every word and every word fiercely.

Finally, he laughed wildly.

An's mother staggered back two steps, her eyes kept getting dark.

She turned around and stumbled to the couple on the high platform.

"Chen Chen?"

Shi Lian heard Jiang Miaomiao's words just now.

She supported An Chen's increasingly heavy body, and touched An Chen's face with one free hand: "Can you still hear me?"

The boy's face was pale.

Those beautiful glazed eyes were gradually stained with a trace of haze.

Her face reflected in his pupils was also gradually blurring.

The boy was having a hard time, wanting to reach out and touch her face weakly.

The hand dropped down.

One second before the confusion.

The young man's pale lips spit out two words soundlessly——

"Lingling..."
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An Chen's health was not good.

Only by receiving strict treatment and control all the time and maintaining peace of mind and body can we live a normal life.

And Jiang Miaomiao, who is a girl wearing a book and holding a script in her hand, naturally knows what can induce An Chen's illness, make him allergic, and aggravate his illness.

That bucket of chicken blood mixed with drugs.

Although it was directed at Shi Lianpo.

But she knew very well that with An Chen's care for Shi Lian, she would definitely stand in the way of Shi Lian!
As long as An Chen stood in the way for Shi Lian.

The medicine she mixed with it would induce An Chen's attack, and even...death!
Then, how could the An family accept a woman who killed their son?
She can't get it.

Shi Lian also don't want to get it.

She can't get it.

Then ruin it!
Anyway, in this novel world, her life is meaningless.

Maybe... dead.

She still has a chance to return to her world.

Jiang Miaomiao thought very well.

Count everyone in it.

She even felt that she had a chance to transmigrate into the novel.

There is also a chance to leave the world of fiction.

However, Shi Lian would not give her this chance.
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The night is cold as water.

Jiang Miaomiao curled up in a corner, her breath filled with a damp and rancid smell.

She even felt that the place where she was sitting was wet.

She hugged herself tightly.

I shivered a little from the cold.

But he dared not make a sound.
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[I'm the author of a sweet article, I don't know how to abuse or be, and I'll be sweet back tomorrow. 】

(End of this chapter)

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