After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

"Is something wrong?" She was a little wary.

In the car, she hacked Yi Yunjian's chat history, and only then did she know about this person named Zhong Wanwan.

Yi Yunjian said those words because she learned some secrets from Zhong Wanwan, and knew about the past affairs of the Fang family.

Zhong Wanwan alone may not have seen the whole picture of the matter.

I only see the tip of the iceberg, and I don't know the ins and outs.

"Yes, I came here specially to find you." The woman smiled.

She was handsome, fair-skinned, and had a friendly smile.

"Looking for me?" Song Mo was surprised.

She nodded, "I hope you can leave Fang Xing."

"why?"

He just knew that Zhong Wanwan was adopted by his parents, that Zhong Wanwan was not his biological sister, and that Zhong Wanwan was an orphan who needed more care.

"After the car accident, I told you and your mother that she was too young to be taken care of, so I adopted her. I didn't expect it to hurt you instead." Fang Jianian sighed.

Fang Xing recalled, "Uncle Zhong Xi? I remember that there are photos of them in the company's archives, but unfortunately the car accident that year..."

Back in her room, she picked up the tortoise shell and made another calculation.

Those eyes were pitch black, like a rainy night, making people instinctively depressed and uneasy.

She has read no less than ten books of this routine.

After Yi Xiaocao finished speaking, she disappeared again.

"The third child." His father called him.

Love?It sounds more like hate.

Counting down further, there must be backlash, she can't count anymore.

"Thank you, master, for your golden words." Song Mo cupped his hands.

There was something weird and terrifying about that smile.

If he hadn't let the Zhong family and his wife go back in their own car that day, maybe he was the one who drove that car through that section of the road.

Time flies and everything here has been renovated.

"Don't you believe it?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Song Mo felt that something happened.

He stood up.

He was a little confused.

"I went back to sleep."

"Then, does he love you?" Song Mo asked something wrong.

He hadn't called her that in a long time.

In this way, everything he was confused about was answered.

This kind of plot, which is obviously a classic love rival in a novel, makes people feel weird.

"It turned out to be him. I said why you have been so lucky recently."

Fang Jianian recalled what happened more than ten years ago, and his memory was a little fuzzy, but his intuition told him that it was not that simple.

Fang Xing is destined for this calamity, which cannot be turned away.

It is obvious that someone bought the crime, but unfortunately the other party was too determined to overturn the case.

Yi Xiaocao's whole body was almost stuck to her face, anyone who was stared at like this would be furious.

"Maybe the opponent's target is not Lao Zhong, but us."

Zhong Wanwan gave an address and left confidently.

He walked to the swing and sat down. At that time, the swing that he needed help from adults to climb up looked a little short now.

There is no unreasonable love in the world, and there is no unreasonable hatred. Every effect must have a cause.

Back in the dormitory, Song Mo was startled when he turned on the light.

"It should be you who prove it to me and make me give up." Song Mo smiled, "Without proof, anyone can talk empty words."

Song Mo vaguely felt that this plot was very bad and very familiar.

Why did Zhong Wanwan hate their family, and why was he the first target of revenge?None of these have answers.

The cold wind was biting, Song Mo rubbed his hands and went back to the dormitory.

After Fang Xing sent Song Mo away, he stared at the piece of paper.

"Well, what's more, Yi Yunjian's cultivation level is still relatively low, and if he offends you by making oral karma, I hope you will be lenient."

Fang Xing didn't speak.

"Yes, I love him, I love him more than you, so I hope you can fulfill me." She responded very calmly, so calm that Song Mo shivered.

"Someone deliberately created the car accident, and then used it to make a fuss, deliberately instilling wrong information into her, causing her to misunderstand."

In the second month after Fang Xing was kidnapped, if a little girl hadn't happened to pass by him and told him that his son was fine, he really thought he had raised a white-eyed wolf and killed his son.

It's nice that it's not doomed or something.

"I hope you can leave, the sooner the better." Zhong Wanwan stared at her.

Recalling the innocent disasters he suffered, he wished that she would appear in front of him now and be revenged by him.

He already had a guess.

Yi Xiaocao didn't make any calculations, and asked directly, "Is your boyfriend Fang Xing?"

She knew the answer to this question before she asked it.

Song Mo was puzzled, but he also breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh?"

Memories make people lament the passage of time, lament that the old is gone and the new is coming, and things are changing.

He knew who the person who wrote these words was, and he also knew the resentment and hatred in her chest, but he didn't know where the hatred came from.

Fang Jianian sat beside him, "What are you thinking about so preoccupied?"

"Have I ever talked to you about her parents?"

Zhong Wanwan's parents died in a car accident. The driver deliberately stepped on the accelerator and hit the two of them when they got out of the car. Afterwards, he confessed to what he did.

The first love returns, and the heroine competes with the heroine, and then finds that the hero has fallen in love with the heroine, and is completely blackened because of love and hatred.

Fang Xing shook his head, "I'm fine, right? But I always feel that the car accident..."

Inside the villa.

"Miss Wanwan, you're here." He stared at the woman in front of him.

Yi Xiaocao explained, "My grandfather gave him a fate. He has great luck, and sometimes he can even affect the fate of others. Your fates are quite complementary, a rare good fate..."

"I was thinking, why does she hate me, or our family?" He stared at the dirty words on the paper, confused.

"dad?"

"Master Yi, what's wrong?" She leaned her back against the door panel, her face full of fear.

"Why? Could it be that you love him and want me to step aside?" Song Mo pretended to be puzzled.

He is going to see Zhong Wanwan tomorrow.

This was his favorite small park when he was a child. The dwarf trees beside the road seemed unusually tall to him at that age.

November 11th, 30:[-] am.

This answer was so naive that Zhong Wanwan couldn't help laughing.

He knew where to go to meet her.

Fang Xing drove to the place.

It seems that since he can remember, Zhong Wanwan's smile has been very fake, like a forced smile, as if he wants to suppress the beast in his body, like he wants to use this kind of smile to cover up his family feud and wait for an opportunity to avenge his hatred.

He hoped his father would give him an answer.

But when the person was really in front of his eyes, he felt that his heart was beating as usual, as if nothing could cause waves.

Fang Xing didn't smile pretentiously, nor did he show exaggerated anger, but just stared at her as if he were treating a stranger.

"Yes, I'm back." Zhong Wanwan smiled, Fang Xing was very familiar with the smile on her face.

It was the smile he was most familiar with since he was a child, a smile wrapped in the skin of joy and hatred.

Without a tense conversation, Zhong Wanwan walked to another swing beside him and sat down.