Dirty Games

A series of her words like firecrackers burst in Lu Haoyang's ears, which also shook his nerves. He guessed that the last traffic accident had made her nervous, so he tried to put her tone mildly. "Du Chengxi is a very complicated person. I just don't want you to be used by him and become the chess pieces of Du family's struggle."

She said with a faint smile, "do you think he wants to use me, but how do you know I don't want to use him? He defeated Murong Yanyan and became the prince of Du family. It was good for me. If Murong Yanyan didn't have the Du family, she would be nothing. What else would she take to deal with me and help her daughter to ascend the throne? "

Lu Haoyang's lips pursed into a line, and his dark eyes became extremely deep. He clasped her chin and spat out from the thin lips one word at a time, "as long as I'm here, you'll be OK. If anyone dares to move you, I will make her worse than death. " In his eyes, there was a fierce and bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes. The deep cold atmosphere brought the temperature around him to the freezing point.

She drooped her eyes, even if he could really take care of her, she would not change her mind. Only in his own hands is his life the safest. If Murong Yanyan wants her life, she will let her get out of the Du family first!

"I want to say hello to Uncle Du, can I?"

He was stunned. He didn't know what she was going to do, but he nodded to show his permission.

Du Yunsheng has been watching her secretly. Seeing her coming, he suddenly becomes extremely nervous, as if someone who has done something wrong is preparing to accept the blame.

"Uncle Du, I didn't frighten you with this dress today, did I? I just want to pay tribute to the late Mrs. Du. " Jing Xiaomeng said with a smile.

"Good nephew daughter-in-law has a heart." Du Yunsheng opened the stiff corners of his mouth, revealing a trace of smile.

"I don't know if it's heaven's jealousy of beauty, or the little devil's making trouble and letting your wife die early. Poor, she died with her eyes closed. She watched in the sky that the people who had killed her took her husband, occupied her home and bullied her son. Her heart must have been cut like a knife? " Her voice was light and fluttering, like a gust of knife wind from Du Yunsheng's cheek, which made him feel faint pain.

The corners of his mouth twitch, strong guilt and sadness like a black turbid current surrounded him. Xia Aoshuang's death is a scar in his heart that can never be healed. Now Jing Xiaomeng tears it apart bloody and sprinkles a handful of salt on it.

Seeing her talking to Du Yunsheng, Murong Yanyan forgot the pain on her face and hurried over for fear that she would "sow discord.".

"Just now I saw Miss Jing talking and laughing with my stepson. It seems that they have a lot to do with each other. You should have known each other for a long time." She seems to smile rather than smile. The implication of this remark is to imply that today's dress up was deliberately arranged by Du Chengxi.

"Ms. Murong, Du Lu and Du are partners. Mr. Du was elected as the director. I congratulate him on his right to be elected. Also, please call me Mrs. Lu." When Jing Xiaomeng said this, she was smiling with a rather ceremonial smile, but there was no smile in her eyes, only the chill that made Murong Yanyan afraid.

In order to overcome the fear in her heart, she was not frightened. When she spoke to her, Murong Yanyan's eyes were always looking at her shoulder, not her face. "Would you call me Mrs. Du?"

"In my eyes, only the original match can become a wife. Are you the original match?" Jing Xiaomeng replied rudely. Every word was full of mockery, like the fifth slap in Murong Yanyan's face.

Her internal organs were burning with shame and anger, but she resisted it and didn't show it. She has always been very tolerant, otherwise she would not have been today.

"If you are angry with our Du family because of Ruoling, you should not. Ruoling and Haoyang knew each other first. She was pregnant before you knew her. She didn't intervene in you. On the contrary, you intervened between them. "

Jing Xiaomeng gave a faint smile and looked pale. "Ms. Murong's words are not right. My husband has never been in contact with lingai. Lingai imitates someone's means and steals seeds. Unfortunately, she is not so lucky as someone. My husband will not pay for a woman's tricks with ulterior motives. As for me, I am very willing to get along with lingai and take care of her to give birth. After all, she's just a four aunt, and there are two aunts and three aunts on it. It would be very difficult to climb into my position if there was no one behind to come up with ideas and repeat the old tricks. What's more, with Mrs. Du's experience, I will certainly prevent fire and theft, and I will not let history repeat itself. "

Since she has decided to play Xia Aoshuang, she doesn't need to be polite to Murong Yanyan. The more aggressive she is, the more afraid Murong Yanyan will be because she is guilty.

Murong Yanyan clenched her fingers in the folds of her dress and pinched her nails into the meat seam. She felt like an onion, peeled off layer by layer, and pulled out the darkness and ugliness inside.

"I don't know if someone said something behind their back, so that there was a deep misunderstanding between us. However, I believe that the Qing Dynasty is self-cleaning. I am frank and open-minded, and I have never done anything shameful to my conscience. No matter what people with ulterior motives say, I will not care." She tried to keep her voice calm, pretending to be calm."Since you have a clear conscience, next time you see me, don't show the expression of watching horror movies. You have dropped two champagne glasses. And when you speak, please look at me instead of looking away. I think you are guilty and dare not look at me. " Jing Xiaomeng sneered and said slowly.

A muscle on Murong Yanyan's face twitched slightly, and her eyes moved from her shoulder to her forehead, which seemed to be looking at her, but in fact it was not. Man, if you do too many bad things, you are afraid that ghosts will knock at the door in the middle of the night.

She opened the corner of her mouth, showing exaggerated fake smile, "you are really joking, you are not a ghost, why should I be afraid of you?"

In her speech, a middle-aged lady came over. She was the third miss of the Yi family, the aunt of Liuliu, and she was called the third aunt of Yi by the outside world.

Yi Sanyi is a master of metaphysics. She is famous not only in Longcheng, but also in the whole metaphysical circle. She is now the president of the Oriental metaphysics society. She is a pure Yin life. She is different from others since she was a child. When she is six years old, she will show people her looks. She is known as "living immortal" in celebrity circle.

When Jing Xiaomeng comes in, aunt Yi is watching her.

"When you came back, I knew you would come back."

In her words, the door of the banquet hall suddenly opened slowly, as if pushed by a pair of invisible hands.

A gloomy cold wind whistling in, just like the ghost novel in the same, chilling.

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