Lying Cinderella: Mask of Pandora

"There is no evidence at all to prove that Ji Qingrui is dead. 【】Ye Lingyin, I have been investigating this matter, not only Ji Qingrui's whereabouts, but also your background. Your admission information is all forged. Entered Blue Mountain College premeditatedly."

Lin Luowei approached her step by step, his pupils were deep and boundless, and his handsome face was expressionless.

"I found out some things about Ji Qingrui. Her mother, Wen Xiaoxian, was seduced and raped when she was 14 years old. Her family didn't find out until she was six months pregnant. Wen Xiaoxian refused to reveal who the man was. Her parents felt that she had lost the Wen family. Wen Xiaoxian was kicked out just after giving birth. She lived with some men successively, and married a man who was more than 20 years older than her a few years later. When Ji Qingrui was eight years old, Wen Xiaoxian and her drunken husband were together. found that Ji Qingrui had been abused, so she was sent to the hospital, and her psychiatrist happened to be Ji Rongyan."

Ye Lingyin's face turned pale instantly, her fists clenched tightly, her fingertips trembling slightly.

She had no way to retreat, her back was pressed against the wall, and the cold touch came through the thin skirt.

Lin Luowei leaned on the wall with one hand, bent slightly, and moved her soft lips close to Ye Lingyin's left ear, and her cold voice floated over like the wind: "Ye Lingyin, do you remember that you once made up a story for me? It was a tragic experience, but that experience coincided with Ji Qingrui unexpectedly."

Ye Lingyin's heart twitched uncontrollably, and the truths that had been burned by the fire suddenly emerged one by one in her mind.

The drunken man waved a wine bottle and smashed the bruised woman on the head, blood spattered, the woman wailed, and finally passed out, the man lit a cheap cigarette, kicked the woman's limp body away as if nothing happened, and lay down on the bed □□.

After a while he was snoring loudly, and the half cigarette in his mouth fell on the scattered newspapers, igniting sporadic flames.

There was a "click" on the door, and it was gently locked, and the raging flame devoured everything like a bright red poisonous snake...

The evening wind was howling, and a skinny little girl was sitting on the steps of the green belt downstairs. She hugged her legs, buried her head deeply between her knees, and tears dripped down, soaking her dirty floral dress. .

Mom, you should go to heaven...

Go there, there will be no more pain...

someone will love you...

love you like i do...

The old images are cruelly turned out from the memory, and the pure white world is distorted in an instant...

Ye Lingyin closed her eyes in pain. After a long time, she turned her face away and said slowly, "It's really boring."

She wanted to say it with a smile, but the tears couldn't stop sliding down her cheeks, and her voice choked up.

Those clear eyes seemed to be covered with dark clouds at this moment, and the clear water was rippling in the dark eyes.

But she was still so stubborn, and the corners of her mouth tried to pull out an indifferent arc.

"Do you still want to deny the matter now? Do you want me to take Ji Qingrui's photo to ask Dean Li to check it face to face!"

Lin Luowei pressed Ye Lingyin's shoulders, forcing her to look at him, and those teary eyes suddenly bumped into his eyes.

For a moment, Lin Luowei was shocked by Ye Lingyin's tears, what kind of stubbornness that was.

"Lin Luowei, you said that Ji Qingrui was a joke, right?" Ye Lingyin asked suddenly.

Lin Luowei froze for a moment, then subconsciously nodded.