Rebirth of The Avenging Queen

"Aren't you angry that your father has done so many things for the company, but he hasn't been treated fairly?" The woman looked at Fang Lian: "are you still in the mood to read your book?"

"Otherwise?" Fang Lianmu sneered: "otherwise, what do you think I should do?"

"You, of course, should help your father to think about something!" The woman sighed: "don't think that parents are just for themselves, and parents are also for you and your sister."

"I know what you're here for. You can go." Fang Lian's eyes flashed a little and turned his head and opened the book again: "on Grandpa's birthday party, I have my own opinion."

The couple looked at each other and saw a smile in each other's eyes. The man asked, "what are you going to do?"

“……” Fang Lian didn't reply. There was a silence. Only the melodious violin echoed in the room with the piano.

Fang Lian didn't make a sound. The couple's faces were a little ugly, but the woman said, "I believe Xiao Lian is still square, right? She will never do anything to cause us trouble, right?"

“……” Fang Lian's eyes were still staring at the book in his hand, but his brow was wrinkled.

"Well, I also believe in Xiaolian." "The man nodded:" then you read, I went back to the room with your mother

"Yes." Fang Lian answered coldly.

The couple went out and heard the door closing behind her. Fang Lian raised her head and looked disgusted. She was not interested in reading any more. She threw the book in her hand to the fireplace and watched the book printed on the cover of Notre Dame in Paris being swallowed up by the fire. The burning pages were slightly rolled open and finally turned into ashes.

Until then, Fang Lian's mood improved. She sat up, straightened her long hair and stretched herself.

At this time, the retro telephone landline in the bedroom rings. The tone is dull and leisurely. Fang Lian gets up lazily and walks barefoot to pick up the phone: "hello?"

"Xiaolian, did you sleep?"

"Not yet?" Fang Lian sits down and rolls up the phone line with her fingers. Fang Fang doesn't need to think about calling her at this time, but he also knows that it's because of ilanyou: "what's the matter with aunt?"

"Nothing. My aunt just wanted to ask you about your plan..." Fang Fang has a fierce eye.

"Auntie, there are two choices. You can choose yourself." Fang Lian interrupts Fang Fang's words. She is still reluctant to let Elan you die. It's not easy for her to find such a toy] that suits her. The rattan plait she specially made for Elan you can be delivered this Saturday, just in use.

"What choice?" Fang Fang asked with a frown.

"One is to let her die. It's very simple. It's enough to poison and assassinate the two of us. It's enough that we can match the inside and the outside. We don't even need to meet the two of us." Fang liandun looked at an LV handbag on the other side of the low table: "there is another way to make her life worse than death."

"Life is not like death?" Fang Fang is a little interested: "how to say this?"

"You know more about this circle than I do. If she offends a family she shouldn't offend, or someone she can't afford to offend, once isolated, the next thing she faces is all the abuse, blame, contempt and abandonment of everyone. " Fang Lianyang said, "I'm sure I will do this."

"How sure are you?" Fang Fang is still a little worried though she is moved.

"Ten." Fang Lian raised the corner of her mouth. It was a plan to make the best of both worlds. She also thought about it for a long time.

"Good." Fang Fang nodded: "my aunt believes you. It's not too early. Take a rest."

"Good." Fang Lian answered.

"And." Fang Fang before hanging up the phone, Mou color a deep admonishment way: "aunt believe you are a child of discretion, will not add trouble to aunt and Fang's house, right?"

“……” Fang Lian's lips were disdained. Fang's people were all the same: "please rest assured, aunt."

"Well, good night." Fang Fang hung up.

Listening to the blind tone of "Dudu" on the phone, Fang Lian said softly, "if anything, I will surely drag the whole Fang family to accompany me to hell." With the corner of his mouth raised, Fang Lian put the microphone back on the telephone.

She leaned back and fell on the soft and hard hair of Changsha. Fang Lian folded her hands on her abdomen and put the light on her face. Her smile was bright but inexplicably gloomy.

"Ilan you..." Fang Lian smiled and murmured, "don't be so easy for me to play bad..."

She has great expectations for ilanyou

"Hiss..." Taking a breath of cool air, ilanyou suddenly shuddered: "it's so cold..."

It's always tough in the winter when I just took a bath, especially in her room, it's always overcast. Even if the air-conditioning temperature is very high, I still feel a little cold when I leave the bathroom.

Using a hair dryer to dry her hair, Ilan Youcai sat back in her bed.

"Woof." Two dogs son jumped to Yi Lanyou's leg, with the head in her arms rub rub."Darling." Yilanyou rubbed the head of Er Gouzi: "it's so lovely and lovely."

"Wang Wu..." The two dogs kept selling cute to Ilan you.

"I can't take you out even if you are so late." "This Sunday, I'll take you out to play on Sunday," Elan said, raising her lips

"Woo..." Two dog son slants head, seem to be a bit lost.

"Darling." Yilanyou gives the second dog son Shun Shun Mao: "I have class tomorrow, you also obediently go to sleep, OK?"

"Woo." The two dogs licked ilanyou's hand.

"It's itchy." Yilanyou smiled and took back his hand: "go to sleep, don't make trouble."

"Woof." Finally, two dogs jumped down from ilanyou and walked back to their kennel in three steps.

"Good night." Ilanyou smiled.

"Woo..." Close your eyes, the two dogs make a subtle sound from their throat, like saying good night to Ilan you.

Yilanyou's mouth was raised, then he turned off the light and lay on the bed.

She is looking forward to the birthday party of Fang's family this Saturday. In the previous life, she was framed at the birthday party. She saw something that she shouldn't have seen. The injured Fang's family looked up and turned over. She was completely arranged in isolation by the whole upper class society. Being isolated here is equivalent to seeking her own death.

What about this life?

What will Fang Fang do? What would Fang Lian do? What would Fang Yuan do?

She would like to know, again, to see who calculated who.

Today, what she said to Wang Xiaoman is also what she said to herself. She will never leave a way for those people to live. However, she is fledgling now, so she still has scruples. What she wants is revenge, not death.

She will keep her own life, live well and watch those people die one by one Dead in front of her, dead in front of her

One, will not let go!