Crossing all worlds: divine power automatically full level

Sometimes Matilda couldn't help laughing when she heard it.

She is quite good at studying.

Know that plans in this world cannot keep up with changes.

Not to mention his sister and stepmother, who were both hopeless. Would the wealthy Ding Ling next door really like them? Would he really be taken down by their clumsy plans?
"...When the time comes, you can find the right opportunity, bring a bottle of red wine, wear something sexy and knock on his door. When he opens the door, you can flirt with him with your eyes. Young men of this age are full of vigor and vitality, and they cannot resist the flirting of beautiful girls. As long as you grasp the opportunity and find his weakness, you can hit him with one strike! As long as you take him down, our family will have a good life, and we won't have to pay rent or worry about money anymore..."

The stepmother's voice was very penetrating, and every word fell into Matilda's ears.

She lowered her eyes and felt depressed.

They also despised their stepmother.

But she didn't say it.

Even though she didn't say anything, she was still scolded by her sister and beaten by her stepmother the next morning. In their words:
"Why don't you have a little more self-awareness? Do you need us to tell you when you need to buy food and daily necessities? You ran out of paper at home, why don't you go out and buy some?!"

Her father looked at her with a cold expression. When she came home from shopping, he saw what she had in her hand and didn't ask any questions. He just slapped her in the face.

Snapped!
The slap knocked her unconscious. The things in her hands fell to the ground. Her sister saw it and started to scold her. She also came forward and beat her up.

She curled up on the ground, waiting for her sister to leave, cursing.

She slowly stood up.

Her expression was numb, her eyes were empty, and she could no longer shed tears.

The longer she stayed in this house, the less likely she was to cry.

If my brother wasn't here.

She couldn't stay here any longer. She would rather die than stay in this house.

"He's so old and smokes every day, where did he get the money? Did he steal it?"

"I asked you to use the money to buy things, not to buy cigarettes!"

'You just watch cartoons at home! Do you think you are still a little girl? There are many girls your age who work to support their families. I think you should come with me to work in the future!'

……

The voices of my stepmother and sister rang in my ears alternately.

Matilda just pursed her lips and said nothing.

She just closed the door and wanted to be quiet, but as soon as she closed the door, her sister kicked it open again, "Who allowed you to close the door? Did you listen to me carefully? I'm telling you..."

……

The days pass by.

Just this month.

Matilda's life was particularly difficult.

She didn't know why this happened.

My father's temper became more and more strange and irritable. He was nervous every day, and sometimes if I looked at him for a few seconds, he would glare at me and then slap me.

Matilda was traumatized by the beating and dared not look at him anymore. Every time she saw her father, she would quickly pass by him.

She could only get a break when her parents and sister left home.

This day.

She sat at the stairs, her legs swinging outside the stairs, and her slightly dim eyes looked at the bottom of the stairs, as if she was looking into the dark abyss that could devour people's hearts.

Soon.

She saw the neighbor uncle wearing a felt hat coming back with two cartons of milk, and she greeted him familiarly:
"Hi."

This so-called uncle was none other than Leon. He was tall, wearing overalls, had a flat head, dark complexion, and looked to be around forty years old. He had a high nose bridge, deep eyes, and ordinary temperament, and looked like a simple and honest middle-aged bachelor.

He was slightly stunned when Matilda greeted him, but he still pursed his lips, revealed a slightly shy smile, and nodded at her.

He walked past her and noticed the bruise at the corner of her eye from the corner of his eye. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a white handkerchief from his arms.

He handed over the handkerchief:

'Give.'

Matilda was stunned for a moment, then she smiled and took it, "Thank you."

"You are here..."

Leon pointed to the corner of his eye, "What's going on?"

Matilda's eyes flickered, and she forced a smile, "I accidentally fell down."

Leon knew what the fall meant, but he didn't expose Matilda's lie. Instead, he handed over the box of milk in his hand, "Here. Have a taste."

Matilda took it, thanked him, and said she would treat him next time.

Leon smiled and turned away.

Not long after Leon left.

Someone else came upstairs.

The man's profile alone fascinated Matilda at first sight. She swore that she had never seen such a beautiful profile since she was a child, even on TV or in movies. It was impossible to describe it even if it was carved with a knife or an axe.

After the protagonist of this profile came upstairs and Matilda saw his appearance and figure clearly, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

What kind of young man is that?
It was as if he was walking in the spring breeze and sunshine. Just the sight of him walking towards her made her stare in amazement. When she came to her senses, the man had already walked into the next room, leaving her with only an extremely eye-catching and shining back.

"...!!!"

Matilda blinked, her heart trembling. She couldn't help but stood up quickly, and shouted before the other party closed the door:

'Is that the landlord?'

"it's me."

"Really you?"

Matilda was surprised, 'Mr. Ding Lingding? '

"You can call me that."

The person who came was Ding Ling.

His journey of conquering the world officially began at this moment.

"The decoration team left five days ago. I thought you weren't coming. I didn't expect you to come here suddenly today."

Matilda is not a beauty-conscious person.

But it is undeniable that everyone in this world will instinctively appreciate beautiful things.

And Ding Ling is undoubtedly a very beautiful one.

It is very eye-catching. Just looking at it a few more times will make people feel happy and make them want to get closer and communicate.

Matilda is precocious, autonomous, independent and brave, and she is curious about Ding Ling.

I waited for Ding Ling for more than ten days.

I finally waited for it.

How could I possibly give up this great opportunity to communicate with the top stars?

She knew that her sister, stepmother and others coveted Ding Ling. Originally, she didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but after seeing Ding Ling, she suddenly changed her mind.

She wanted to have a good talk with him.

"I've been busy these days, so I came late."

Ding Ling stood at the door and slightly turned his body. "It's not appropriate to communicate at the door. If you don't mind, come in and take a look. I'll make you a pot of tea."

"Tea?"

Matilda's eyes lit up slightly, "Is it the tea art of Dragon Country?"

"You can say that."

"Then trouble you."

She was already very curious about Ding Ling, and now that she saw him in person, she was even more attracted by his appearance and demeanor, so Matilda took the opportunity to enter Ding Ling's home. The house was well decorated.

When Matilda was working on the renovation, she would come over every day to take a look and she knew very well how luxurious and exquisite the decoration was.

But after actually going in and taking a look, I still felt stunned.

The bedrooms, kitchens, toilets and other places are all decorated as if with jewels, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off them.

Matilda was stunned and said, "I don't remember it being so luxurious before."

"After the decoration was completed, I asked some jewelry experts and decoration teams to come and spruce it up a bit."

"...!!"

Matilda was speechless.

Is this the world of rich people?

Is it necessary to renovate an old house so well?

But after touring the house, she had to admit that it was necessary.

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Living in such a spacious, bright, luxurious and green house, I feel really happy, and my depressed mood seems to have improved by three points.

She began to talk to Ding Ling about the house.

During the conversation.

Matilda found that Ding Ling was easy to talk to, especially gentle and elegant, just like a noble prince charming.

Ripples began to form in her heart.

Compare with Leon.

Ding Ling is really perfect.

Moreover, Ding Ling took the initiative to invite a Cinderella like her into the room to visit and also invited her to have lunch together.

Leon never does.

Leon looked very mysterious and seemed to have many stories. She was curious about him.

But Ding Ling looks more mysterious. Just by looking at Ding Ling's eyes, you can tell that there must be endless stories about Ding Ling. In addition, Ding Ling's appearance and demeanor are unparalleled in the world. Compared with Leon, Ding Ling is undoubtedly more attractive to her.

Don't doubt Matilda's aesthetics.

The world's aesthetics are universal to some extent.

Just like Oriental people can appreciate Western beauties and handsome men.

Westerners can also appreciate the beauties, handsome men, beautiful scenery, etc. of the East.

Ding Ling was the ultimate embodiment of oriental beauty, and she immediately attracted Matilda.

Ding Ling was good at speaking and had a good sense of humor, which helped to brighten Matilda's gloomy mood.

……

Lunch time.

A hotel representative delivered the meal to the restaurant.

A table of delicious food.

There were many foods that Matilda had only seen on TV and had never eaten.

She couldn't help but swallow and looked at Ding Ling.

Ding Ling smiled and said, "Just feel free. Don't be shy. We are already friends, aren't we?"

"Yes. We are friends."

Matilda nodded heavily, "Being your friend is the luckiest thing that has happened to me in recent years."

Matilda didn't think she had anything worthy of Ding Ling's attention.

She has nothing.

And Ding Ling is too perfect.

When facing Ding Ling, she even felt a deep-seated inferiority complex. Now that Ding Ling was willing to be friends with her, how could she possibly refuse?

Her heart was surging and excited.

But when there was a knock on the door and she heard the voices of her stepmother and sister, her face suddenly turned pale.

Ding Ling knew this world very well, and naturally knew the situation of Matilda's family, but he did not say anything. If he wanted to win over Matilda, he had to enter her inner world and make Matilda's recognition and intimacy towards him reach the maximum value.

This requires patience.

You can't just sweep it away arbitrarily.

and so……

Matilda's family is a very useful "tool" for scoring.

The more despicable and shameless these tools are, the easier it is for Matilda to capture them. So Ding Ling would never kill these tools. On the contrary, he would be relatively friendly to them.

At least that's the case in the early stages.

So, he politely opened the door.

'Hi! '

Standing at the door were Matilda's sister and mother. It was the first time for them to see Ding Ling. When they saw Ding Ling's face clearly, they were both stunned. They screamed wildly in their hearts: Oh my God! This man is so handsome!
It's not that they haven't seen handsome guys before. On the contrary, they have seen quite a few. But they swear that they can't even dream of someone like Ding Ling! He is really too charming and handsome.

That's why both of them spoke with tremors:

"Let's find, find, find Matilda's."

"I invited her to have lunch at my house. If you don't mind, you can come and eat together."

"Really, really, is it possible?"

Both of them were so excited that they stuttered.

"Of course. Come on in."

Ding Ling smiled.

The two of them walked in excitedly. When they saw Matilda sitting at the table and looking at them blankly, their smiles froze for a moment, but soon they smiled again and said,
"Matilda, I never thought you would have lunch with Mr. Ding. You are so lucky!"

The two of them cursed in their hearts: This bitch! How dare she be so bold as to take the initiative! Don’t you know that Ding Ling is my prey? Humph! After lunch, I will find the right time and make you pay!
The two of them smiled on the surface, but they were cursing Matilda in their hearts.

Matilda knew the two of them very well. She could tell that they were just acting and were being very perfunctory to her. She also chuckled twice with a fake smile, then stood up and looked at Ding Ling hesitantly:
"Ding Ling, I, I..."

"We are friends, aren't we?"

Ding Ling smiled and said, "It's the same as before. We are friends, so don't be polite to me. Just say whatever you want to say."

"Ok."

Matilda looked at Ding Ling with gratitude. Ding Ling gave her too much face in front of her stepmother and sister. Especially when she saw their faces gradually turning green, she felt inexplicably happy, as if she had drunk a few bottles of ice water in big gulps in summer. She looked at Ding Ling with an increasingly intimate look.

But when she spoke, she blushed and hesitated:

"I, I want to bring my brother over..."

'Can. ’

Ding Ling smiled and said, "There are so many dishes that we can't finish them. We prepared this just to entertain your family. I'll go with you and bring your brother over."

"no, I'm fine."

Matilda didn't feel comfortable asking Ding Ling to go, so she stood up and said, "I can go by myself, Ding Ling, you sit down."

Initially, she was called Mr. Ding Ling.

But later they became friends, and Ding Ling asked her to call him by his name, and she couldn't refuse, so she did.

It's more catchy now.

It sounds particularly pleasant.

Especially when she saw the twisted looks in her stepmother and sister's eyes, she felt even more proud. How could a powerless Cinderella who was humiliated at home have such a glorious day?! (End of this chapter)