Quickly wear the host, she is willing to help others

Chapter 61 My mother loves the long and hates the short (3)

Therefore, Fu Yingxuan's appearance is definitely the same.

Fu Nanqing didn't quite understand, so she blinked and said, "Sister... go back to sleep."

Changyan glanced at Fu Yinghuan again before leading Fu Nanqing back to the room.

After coaxing the child to sleep, Changyan called the lamp.

"This memory is not right."

Tingzhan was very pleased: [It’s good that the host can find the problem so quickly. 】

Changyan:……

Changyan was very helpless: "Don't tell me, it was because the last task scored 95 points, so it was made more difficult for me."

Tingzhan was slightly naughty: [Correct answer. 】

Changyan asked again: "Are there any false memories in it?"

Tingzhan: [It can be said that Changyan might as well look back at it again. 】

Changyan silently looked back at the memory, and finally found out what she had overlooked.

"Although the memory given above is from the perspective of the original owner, it was recorded from the perspective of a bystander. Fu Yingxuan's memory is her own, which happened to be the time of her death."

Tingzhan saw the situation and didn't care anymore: [Zhangyan has passed the novice protection period. People's memories are biased. They can be blurry or concrete, which means they may make up some things or change the details.I passed on to you the memories of her life, and as you glanced at them, in just a short moment, it was naturally difficult to detect any deviations. 】

Changyan asked: "Does that mean Fu Yinghuan didn't send him there?"

Tingzhan: [Judge by yourself. 】

Changyan patiently read Fu Yingxuan's memory again, and finally confirmed that it was Fu Yinghuan who sent her there.

What Fu Yinghuan said today touched her deeply.

Fu Yinghuan knew Fu Yingxuan well. A change in her attitude would tell her that her plans had changed.

She was not annoyed by the yin and yang face, and she didn't even show any signs of being angry. When Inoue Kazuhiko was mentioned, she didn't feel much.

At least, judging from Chang Yan's profound experience, she has no love, and even when she mentions those words, she is as cold as winter snow.

The next day, Fu Yinghuan called her over.

Fu Yinghuan took the book to test her homework. This time, she asked very deeply, and Changyan answered according to Fu Yingxuan's habit.

Fu Yinghuan looked at her face with pigtails and a blue student uniform, and the smile in her eyes deepened.

She speaks very nicely, is soft and waxy, and gives people a gentle and sweet feeling.

Fu Yinghuan is wearing a bright yellow cheongsam today. The cheongsam has white jasmine blossoms and a touch of green. An exquisite and complicated auspicious cloud shawl is draped on her shoulders.

Delicate and agile, quiet and gentle.

Fu Yinghuan is really beautiful, probably because of this, even if she sent the original owner there, and the original owner had the opportunity to make a wish, he never made a wish to hurt her.

Fu Yinghuan waved gently: "Fu Yingxuan, sit here."

She pointed to the empty seat next to her.

Changyan followed Fu Yingxuan's example and walked over and sat down.Fu Yinghuan touched her head for a rare moment and said in a soft voice: "I went back yesterday and I thought about it carefully."

The expression on Fu Yinghuan's face changed. She suddenly pulled out the pistol from under the clothes beside her, put it against Chang Yan's forehead, and clicked the wrench. She instantly became dangerous: "Although your every move and every word has been carefully considered, even though it is different from My silly daughter's behavior and habits are not much different, but I know that you are a fake."

Changyan:……

I know my acting skills are not very good, but I let it slip too quickly...

This love-brained mother is really unusual... but she's actually more interesting than before.
Fu Yinghuan's eyes flashed with solemnity: "Tell me, where did you hide my silly daughter?"

Changyan sighed helplessly: "When I was born, my mother didn't want me and left me to my grandma. Grandma named me Yingxuan. She treated me very well and often told me that as a woman, I must be upright and innocent. Don't imitate my sister-in-law to walk around the city and live in dissolute ways. When I was seven years old, my grandma realized that her end was coming and told me that my sister-in-law was my biological mother. However, she didn't like me, so I couldn't call her mother, but had to call her sister-in-law."

"After my grandma passed away, I met my sister-in-law. She was really beautiful and sang very nice songs. She also had a daughter named Nan Qing, who was also disliked. I felt like I had found someone with whom I share the same fate. I'm afraid She learned to be frivolous from my sister-in-law, so I would rather lead her and teach her when I am tired."

"I don't like my sister-in-law's lover. He is a cruel and cruel person. Lovers are willing to degenerate and despicable. But I am still cowardly and scared, so I can't leave my sister-in-law, and I can't take Qingqing with me."

Changyan stared at Fu Yinghuan intently: "Girl Fu, do you want to continue listening?"

Changyan also silently braced himself to see if he would be struck by lightning.When it comes to matters involving rules, Ting Zhan is very cunning and doesn't try to get into trouble at all. She must step out of her own way.

Fu Yinghuan's eyes flashed with pain, but he did not put down the gun in his hand: "Continue."

The beauty was as she wished: "When I was 13 years old, my sister-in-law told Inoue Kazuhiko personally that she would give me to Inoue's subordinates. I was unwilling to commit myself to R, so I struggled and killed him. I wanted to take Qingqing and escape quickly. However, Qingqing was shot to death indiscriminately."

Fu Yinghuan's beautiful eyes opened slightly and her hands shook slightly. She seemed to be trying to distinguish whether what Chang Yan said was true or false.

Changyan suddenly asked: "Sister-in-law, who are you? You haven't really fallen in love with that man."

A woman who has been in the venue for a long time, who can really be emotional, who can love to this extent.

Fu Yinghuan avoided answering: "Go on, you are not Yingxuan, where did Fu Yingxuan go?"

Fu Yingxuan seemed to be sure that the long face was not Fu Yingxuan, without any hesitation or confusion.

Changyan continued: "There really is an underworld after death. I met a person who said that by paying a price, his people could go back to the past and fulfill their wishes. And she wanted to fight."

Changyan's lightning strike did not come.

Changyan didn't continue talking. Fu Yinghuan thought about it for a long time, which seemed like a century.

Then, Fu Yinghuan put down the gun.He didn’t even ask who Chang Yan was.

Fu Yinghuan crossed her arms and lowered her almond-shaped eyes. She controlled her emotions very well, making it difficult for people to see her true thoughts.

Changyan looked at her and asked: "I don't know which party you are from. I just want to say that the organization behind using women to achieve their goals is not much better. The species of men may not necessarily treat his pillow. He will reveal his true feelings to those around him, but he will definitely have no reservations about his friends, especially friends who have been through life and death."

To use women in this way, don't say that women should do this for the sake of justice or sacrifice.Changyan looks down on such organizations and people.

Fu Yinghuan looked at the person holding her daughter's body: "Why do you think there must be an organization behind me? I can't just lower myself and serve someone R."

Changyan chuckled softly: "In this era, if you have a choice, you are willing to be humble. If you don't have a choice, you are just a miserable person in the world. Ms. Fu, how many times have you been addicted to smoking?"

Fu Yinghuan froze, holding a small and elegant cigarette in her hands, turning it around but not smoking: "Has Yingxuan ever seen the future?"

Changyan answered truthfully: "She died early and did not see the future."

(End of this chapter)