Exorcism Concubine: Miss Seven Against the Heavens

Chapter 13 The Hatred Mr. Xia

It's a pity that she was not recognized by that person until she died. Yang Mengyuan felt sad for that persistent Seventh Miss.

The falling drawing paper crumpled into a ball in Yang Mengyuan's hands, and suddenly it was worthless for that mother who was foolishly waiting for love. How could such a fickle person deserve the love of others.

Seeing this thin lover who had the same appearance as her father, Yang Mengyuan's brows tightened even more. It was the first time that she, who had always been rebellious, had such a strong hatred for a person.

"Tian'er, what are you all doing?" The crowd backed away, and an old man with a kind face leaned on a dragon-headed crutch in one hand and was supported by a nanny in the other, walking slowly, followed by a large group of servants.

The old man is probably over seventy years old, but he is in excellent spirits. His turbid eyes are shining sharply, and his kind face reveals a majesty. Under the gorgeous plain brocade robe is a slightly chubby body. The pace is steady, and you don't feel strenuous at all.

"Mother, why did you come out?"

"Taijun..."

"See you, ma'am."

The servants, the young lady of the Yang family, the elders, and everyone else are very respectful to this old man, except for Yang Mengyuan.

"What is that? It made Yang's house full of smoke." The old lady pointed to the paper painting all over the floor, her brows were solemn, and the attendants beside her quickly picked up a portrait from the ground and handed it to the old lady.

Everyone fell silent, and the young master and young lady of the Yang family didn't dare to say a word. They just wanted to teach Yang Mengyuan a lesson, but they didn't expect the incident to become such a big mess.

The old lady raised her eyes, and those cloudy but sharp eyes scanned from top to bottom, and finally landed on the expressionless Yang Mengyuan. Who is this child?The old lady obviously didn't know Yang Mengyuan either, but she saw the rebelliousness in her back then.

"You drew this? Very nice."

Everyone can see the satisfied expression on the solemn face of the old matriarch. Except for his grandson Yang Yanfeng, the old matriarch has never praised anyone, not even his most proud son Yang Tian.

Feeling everyone's glances, Yang Mengyuan glanced at the old lady expressionlessly, raised her brows, looked at Yang Tian with cold eyes, and said through gritted teeth, "I didn't draw it, I don't have such leisure time yet. Elegance, these paintings are nothing but paintings of a stupid woman waiting for love, and a stupid daughter trying to get her father's love."

Yang Mengyuan made a pun, expressing the expectations of the two women. Yang Tian's face turned green and pale when he heard this, especially the way Yang Mengyuan looked at him made him very embarrassed.

"Presumptuous, how did you talk to the old lady?"

"Am I wrong?" Raising her eyes, Yang Mengyuan looked at Yang Tian with a sneer, her icy eyes contained sarcasm and sarcasm, as well as hatred, the deep hatred, the hatred that penetrated to the bone marrow.

The atmosphere was stalemate, the old lady looked at the two people interacting, and her face was very ugly. Although this girl was rebellious, her attitude towards the elders was arrogant and disrespectful, which was really wrong.

It is no small matter for the old lady to get angry, and everyone is in danger.

"Cough! Old Madam, your Yang family is really full of talented people. These paintings are so ingenious that the younger generation really admires them." A young man in white who had come with the old matriarch bent down, picked up a portrait, and Can't help admiring.

After being praised by the young man, the old lady's face finally eased slightly, "What nephew Xia said, although the painting is good, but the person still lacks some quality." The implication is that Yang Mengyuan has no tutor.

Yang Mengyuan frowned, she couldn't hear the old matriarch's subtext.

"Hehe...Old Madam, you are too modest."

The painting moved away from his face, and the boy in white gave Yang Mengyuan a friendly smile.

Yang Mengyuan raised her eyes, and the two looked at each other.

At that moment, Yang Mengyuan's whole body trembled suddenly, and then she clenched her fists tightly, biting her lower lip hard, blood oozing out of her lip immediately.

he.

It was him.

The person who shot her brother and hurt Qian Junxi—Xia Yuchen, even if she turned into ashes, she would never forget him, he was responsible for everything.

Xia Yuchen was Yang Mengyuan's junior in high school. He approached her wholeheartedly and used her just for revenge.

The reason is that two years ago, Xia Yuchen's sister Xia Yuxin died because of Yang Mengyuan's brother Yang Yucheng. Xia Yuchen used Yang Mengyuan to lure Yang Yucheng to appear.

And Yang Mengyuan came here because of Xia Yuchen.

If it wasn't for Xia Yuchen, she would still be a high school student during the day, and a city hunter at night exorcising demons and maintaining the right way in the world.

But all of this was interrupted by Xia Yuchen's appearance.

Yang Mengyuan resented Xia Yuchen.

At that time, in the chaos, Xia Yuchen fired a shot at Yang Yucheng, and Yang Mengyuan stood in front of Yang Yucheng in a hurry, but Qian Junxi stood in front of her.

That shot, Yang Mengyuan woke up and came here, but Qian Junxi, the man who blocked the bullet for her, didn't know whether it was dead or alive.

Not only did he hurt Qian Junxi, but he also caused himself to come to this damned place for no reason.

Yang Mengyuan stared at the white-clothed boy with beautiful eyes full of hatred, and clenched her fists tightly.

No, no, it's not him, this is the Five Elements World, it's impossible for him to appear here.

The tightly clenched fist gradually loosened.

Even if it wasn't that man, but he looked exactly like that man, Yang Mengyuan never liked him, and even transferred all the resentment to him.

Although I know, this may not be fair to him.

But in this world, nothing is fair.

If you want to blame it, blame this man for looking too much like that person, it's his fault.

The young man's robe was white and spotless, his long golden hair was tied up with a bamboo hairpin, reflecting a circle of beautiful golden light, the golden piping embroidered with elegant patterns and the golden hairpin on his head complemented each other, his honey-colored eyes, Like the most luxurious opal in the world, it has a noble and gorgeous color, and every gesture reveals a natural nobility, making it hard to resist the gentle charm, just like a god descending into the world.

He has the same face as Xia Yuchen in the 21st century, but Xia Yuchen's hair is black, his eyes are black, and clear with a little childishness, while his hair is golden, and his eyes are honey-colored, as if immersed in water The opals are as clear, but with different tolerances, and they are not of the same level.

Suddenly feeling a chill on his neck, Xia Yuchen instantly felt a murderous aura.

The icy cold air passed by in a flash, but Xia Yuchen had to wonder if it was his own illusion. The girl looked at him with deep hatred just now.

Xia Yuchen felt very innocent, he didn't seem to have offended this girl, right?How could he be hated by others?

(End of this chapter)