Quick wear: She is the heartthrob

Chapter 252 16. Borrowing an Orphan
Huangfu Tingyue clenched her hands with hatred in her eyes amid the scattered debris on the ground.

Mrs. Xiangye, who had been honored for half her life, didn't look too good either. She looked at her daughter with vacant eyes, as if she was recalling something through this situation.

Huangfu Jiang: "Yes, why does she have such a good life? Why does everyone favor her so much and prefer her so much? How am I worse than her in a medicine jar?"
This is the mother Huangfu Tingyue has never seen. The mother in her memory is talented and skillful. She is wise and loving, but she has never been so resentful.

This thought only flashed through her mind. After all, she was smart and perceptive, and she quickly figured out the meaning of her words.

Huangfu Tingyue: "Gong Furuo is exactly the same as her mother?"
Silence, dead silence.

The results of the temptation are already obvious.

At this moment, the sadness of sharing the same fate overwhelmed all the thoughts in her heart, leaving only a trace of excitement that her wish could come true.

Huangfu Tingyue: "Mother, you have to help me."
Huangfu Tingyue: "If Gong Fu were that person's daughter, you wouldn't want to see her proud in front of us, mother and daughter!"
Jiang Cheng really didn't want to. She stretched out her white, tender and delicate hand and gently patted the back of her daughter's hand.

Huangfu Jiang: "You were a little more impulsive this time, and you left a lot to say."
Huangfu Jiang: "Today, my mother will teach you that you don't necessarily have to use open guns to deal with someone you hate. Hidden arrows are the most hurtful."
Xu Xu whispers came from the eldest lady's boudoir.

On this bright and bright afternoon, some dark conspiracies destined to be washed away by the sunshine are taking place in this exquisite and elegant boudoir.

……

In the study room, Huangfu Muji smiled slightly at the partially completed painting on the table. Through the limited brush and ink, he could vaguely tell that the protagonist in his painting was a woman - a woman with a moving figure who was dancing gracefully.

He had been cold-hearted and cold-hearted since he was a child. He originally thought that no one in the world could make an exception for him, but he never expected that a child who was a full generation younger than him could forcefully leave an indelible mark on his heart.That girl, she probably thought they first met by the koi pond in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The first time Huangfu Muji met Gong Furuo was on a sunny March day. In the boundless spring scenery with humid air, Huangfu Muji, who was on an errand in the south of the Yangtze River, was entrusted by the old lady to stay for a day at the southern end of the Yangtze River. The popular and famous Lane Temple prays for talismans and worships Buddha.

Time has passed, but he still clearly remembers the situation that day.

Thinking of this, he filled the pen with pink ink and decorated the woman's body with beautiful and delicate peach blossom petals.

Perhaps it was because of his exposure to Buddhism that the wind was gentle and the sun was blowing in the temple, and the peach trees over there were blooming and blooming. Even people like Huangfu Muji couldn't help but take a second look.

Just like this, the woman who raised her wrists, lowered her eyebrows, and gently relaxed her hands in a hidden place burst into his sight unexpectedly, and she also broke into the door of his heart that had always been tightly closed in an extremely domineering manner.

The woman has a graceful figure, a clear face in a white shirt, and black hair dyed in black, like a fairy coming out of a peach blossom.

It wasn't until the dance ended, and the girl's light applause and laughter suddenly filled the air, that he noticed that there were two girls standing far away from her, who seemed to be her friends.

Tool Man: "Fruo, you dance really well."
She turned back and smiled softly.

Gong Furuo: "No way, don't make fun of it."
Huangfu Muji saw her appearance clearly.Although her features were young and tender, Huangfu Muji couldn't resist the sight of her elegant character.

(End of this chapter)