Quick Wear: Don’t Be Afraid of the Yandere Villain

Liu Menggui was stunned for a moment after hearing her answer, then he also smiled, but still asked in a low voice uncertainly: "Miss Jiang really thinks so?"

Wan Ge nodded, and Liu Menggui subconsciously grabbed her wrist: "He is not a good man, Miss Jiang must not like him. You can be friends, but you must not like him."

Wan Ge had some doubts about the other party's reaction just now. Seeing that the other party was so anxious, Wan Ge could be sure that the person in front of her was also reborn.

But she was not sure whether the other party did not want her to marry Feng Yimu because she liked him too much or because she followed in her footsteps in her previous life.

But sometimes she could see the hatred in her eyes when she mentioned Feng Yimu. Perhaps the latter was more likely. She was just like herself, just a pawn to overthrow the Jiang family.

Now that she had experienced the same previous life as herself, she was determined to change everything in this life, and she was a crucial role.

Without her liking him and the support of the Jiang family, Feng Yimu would not have been able to sit in that position.

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What made Wan Ge sure that she was like him was because he accidentally overheard her conversation with the maid.

"Miss didn't find the person you said."

"Okay, I know, you go down first." Liu Menggui frowned. How could he not find that person?

That shouldn't be the case! How could he listen to the topic and write the poem if that person wasn't there? Or was he hidden now?

Wan Ge heard her mutter, "Where is that ghostwriter?"

Just this one sentence, this behavior of looking for someone, Wan Ge was extremely sure that the other party was reborn.

But he didn't expect that in addition to the two of them, there were also people who were reborn.

When Feng Yimu drew the same poem topic as in his previous life, he immediately recited the poem without thinking, and they were sure that Feng Yimu was also reborn.

The ghostwriter disappeared, and Feng Yimu answered only after the episode disturbed his previous life. The fact is that he got the poem before he answered.

Although it was only a few lines of poetry, it was not so easy to remember. It was just that Feng Yimu's talent was shallow because he was not favored and could only recognize simple words. No one would teach him seriously.

In fact, his brain was still useful. He had the ability to remember everything he saw. He just took a glance and remembered the whole poem.

But in this life, he did not have a ghostwriter, or even an interlude, and he recited the whole poem naturally.

Liu Menggui's face turned pale. Was he also reborn? Feng Yimu, who was reborn as an emperor, could he be his opponent?

Liu Menggui was a little worried, but he thought of another question. The enemy was in the light and I was in the dark. It was still unknown who would win.

Thinking of this, Liu Menggui suddenly wanted to cover his vest more.

At the same time, on a pavilion, a man took a sip of tea in his hand, slowly looked at the man kneeling on the ground in front of him and said: "You said you were his ghostwriter, and he couldn't write poems without you? What is he doing now?"

"Sir, spare me! Sir, spare me!" The man kneeling on the ground kowtowed hurriedly: "I don't know why this happened. The third prince really has no talent."

Although he can recognize words and understands a lot of principles, poetry and songs are not his strong points at all.

"So the poem he is talking about now was not written by you?"

The man nodded hurriedly: "Although it is a little familiar, it is indeed not written by a commoner."