Chapter 28

Zhong Liqiong rearranged the bones and placed the snow-white hole head in the middle of the bones. "Mother, I'm not a tomb robber. We have a lot of good things in Zhongli's house. How could I covet a dead man's things. The burial next to me is here intact, and I didn't take any of it..."

Oh, what is that expression, mother? Why is your face so blue?

"Mother, are you feeling unwell? Your face looks so ugly!" Zhong Liqiong asked with concern.

Aww!I'm so angry at you!
Yan She kicked her again, as long as she doesn't speak, everyone is fine.

"Don't keep kicking me, my ass is flat." Zhong Liqiong stood up from the ground and put the re-wrapped bones on the table. Seeing that Yan She's face was also ugly, she asked, "Little She She, Are you uncomfortable too?"

The corners of Yan She's brows twitched, she really wanted to punch this white eye unconscious.

The atmosphere in the room was so weird, Zhong Liqiong blinked her beautiful eyes, sat on the chair, grabbed a piece of pastry, and put it in her mouth. "Mother, I'm hungry, can I have a bigger dinner?"

Zhongli Hanchun sighed, and ordered the kitchen to prepare some delicious food.

The conversation was divided into two sides. The counterfeit Zhong Liqiong (hereinafter referred to as the counterfeit Xiaoqiong) was invited back to the room. After everyone had gone out, she pulled Zihe and asked, "Who is that person? Why does he look so similar to me?"

"Who cares who she is? You're not the one to worry about anyway." Zi He pulled the fake Xiao Qiong to the dressing table, and combed her hair carefully. "You are the best, no one can compare to you."

The counterfeit Xiao Qiong smiled and went to play with the jade pendant on her waist.

Zihe had just combed her hair when she heard a knock on the door. "Who is it?"

"Little sister, I'm the third sister." Zhong Liyan came to look for the fake Xiao Qiong.

"The third sister is here." The counterfeit Xiaoqiong opened the door happily, first looked at Zhong Liyan's hand, and showed disappointment when she saw the empty hand.

"Third Sister, tomorrow is my sixteenth birthday, and you haven't given me a gift yet~" The counterfeit Xiaoqiong pouted, a little displeased.

"Tomorrow is my birthday, so your gift is naturally indispensable." Zhong Liyan pampered the tip of the counterfeit Xiao Qiong's nose.

Zihe served tea and stepped aside to serve.

"Zihe, you go down, my little sister and I have something to talk about." Zhong Liyan dismissed Zihe, and asked with a smile: "Little sister, you also met that person today, she is exactly like you, what do you have?" A good way to spot her?"

The counterfeit Xiaoqiong frowned, bit her lower lip, thought for a while and said, "I know it, she knows it, why does she know it too?"

Zhong Liyan narrowed her beautiful eyes slyly, and then said: "This is also what I am surprised about. If you want to talk about many things about you, only you know. How did the other party know and still say it so clearly."

"Yeah, I'm also very strange, and I don't remember many things when I was a child, but she knows it, she is simply a roundworm in my stomach!" The fake Xiaoqiong pouted her red lips, very distressed.

"Then do you think there is anything you know that she doesn't?" Zhong Liyan asked further.

The counterfeit Xiao Qiong thought for a while, and said excitedly: "There is one!"

"What is it?" Zhong Liyan hurriedly asked.

"Well, I can't tell you, hehe~" the fake Xiaoqiong giggled.

"My little sister is still keeping secrets with the third sister, is she not getting close to the third sister?" Zhong Liyan showed a sad expression.

"No, I really can't say it. Besides, even if we say it, it has nothing to do with distinguishing who is real and who is fake." The counterfeit Xiao Qiong shook her head, there are some things that cannot be said...

(End of this chapter)

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