Senior Sister Salt Department is Only Sweet To Me

The morning sun gradually climbed out of the clouds, smearing out a warm orange light.

Wearing a pure white gauze dress with delicate makeup, Shen Muyang sat in the back seat of a red Bentley and glanced at the street scene outside the window with no interest.

The traffic flow on the street is still sparse, and today is a rest day.

It was also her engagement day.

She is engaged to Xiao Shao, the heir of Shili Group.

Shen Muyang had no expectations for this commercial marriage.

But thinking about her step-sister Liang Minwen's hatred, gritted teeth, but powerless and helpless eyes when she looked at her yesterday, she felt a little bit of interest in her heart.

Over the years, the stepmother and step-sister have exhausted her scheming to separate the relationship between her and her father, but after all, blood is the most reassuring existence. How can my father not put all his life-long efforts on a stepdaughter who has no blood relationship body.

While she was still thinking, a little bit of water "tick tock" fell on the car window, interrupting her distraction.

The weather is really fickle. It just rose on the first day, and now it is dark clouds covering the sun, and a light rain has fallen.

Shen Muyang didn't like rainy days, she felt damp and cold, especially the water vapor in the air made her skin sticky and uncomfortable.

Her eyes gradually lost focus in the rainy scenery outside the window, and she suddenly remembered the last night of last night. After Liang Minwen's angry look, the sinister smile she gave her was too sinister, and the villain was arrogant. Chilling.

What is there to be happy about Liang Minwen?

Before she could think about it, there was a sharp braking sound, followed by a huge "bang" crash, and the world in front of her spun up and down.

There was severe pain all over her body, but for a moment, her head buzzed and she lost consciousness.

"Di-" A sudden sound of the instrument beeped.

"No way! The injured have lost their vital signs!"

Shen Muyang slowly opened his eyes, the surroundings were white, and doctors and nurses were busy circling around.

what happened?

She tried to get up, and got up easily, lightly without any sense of reality.

She turned around and saw that there was still a person lying on the bed, covered in blood, and her facial features were covered so that she could not see clearly, but no matter how blurred it was, she could still see that it was herself.

She is dead.

Shen Muyang, who got this realization, was actually relieved, fortunately, at least she doesn't have to marry someone she doesn't like.

There is no need to continue that dark and uninteresting life.

As soon as the picture turned, it became a sad style.

Shen Muyang didn't know why, but after a moment's effort, when he opened his eyes again, he stood in the corner of the huge mourning hall.

She listened to the mournful funeral song, and looked at the huge black-and-white portrait at the front of the mourning hall, a little stunned.

How can she still be conscious when she's dead?

The one floating now is your own soul?

"Xiao Yang, my father hasn't taken good care of you all these years, I'm sorry." A middle-aged man, sitting on the first row of chairs in the mourning hall, covered his face with his hands, burst into tears and forbearance, tears kept falling from his fingers .

Shen Muyang looked a little sad, and walked over slowly, to be precise, it should have floated over and stood quietly beside him.

This father has always been so serious and rigid. Although he loves her, since he has a stepmother and stepsister, his relationship with her has gradually drifted away.

Before her death, she complained very much about him.

It was also at this time that Shen Muyang saw a figure flashing past the entrance of the mourning hall in a trance.

But the entire mourning hall had a solemn atmosphere, everyone was dressed in rigorous black, only the figure was white, which looked quite dazzling in the pure black.

When he got closer to Shen Muyang, he could see clearly that the man was slender and thin, with a white shirt hanging on his body, wrinkled, and it seemed to be a little dirty. front row.

It's Senior Sister Meng Han.

Did she come to her funeral? But who wears white to a funeral?

They haven't seen each other for two years since the senior high school graduate. They heard that the senior is still very good in college, and gradually started to make small achievements at home and company.

Shen Muyang couldn't believe her eyes, she was such an excellent girl that everyone admired, how could the always elegant and noble senior sister allow herself to be like this?

Not the slightest bit of grace to speak of.

Then something even more surprising happened.

Meng Han staggered to the front of her black-and-white portrait, stroking her portrait, tears rolled down her expressionless face, and muttered to herself, "How could this be? Xiao Yang, I'm leaving. You are not here to be slaughtered by others."

"If there is a parallel world, I will definitely hold you by my side and take care of it myself, even against your will."

Every word was like a red-hot iron brand on the fire, and the "thorn" was branded on her heart.

Shen Muyang's heart immediately clenched, and she almost fell to her knees, but she is a soul now, and it is impossible for her to make such a move.

Sister Meng Han, what does this mean?

Those dusty memories flooded in all of a sudden, and everywhere Meng Han treated her well.

But isn't that the sympathetic care of the senior sister to a poor junior sister?

Shen Muyang was stubborn, she just didn't want to be pityed by others, so she silently ignored Meng Han's good intentions again and again, and finally drifted away from the only close existence in this school, no longer in contact.

She lives in the shadows, no one loves her, she complains about herself every day, and has an erratic personality, which even her family shuns.

Where can I be worthy of being Meng Han's friend?

Shen Muyang could only choose to refuse Meng Han's approach, even if she was very reluctant, but she didn't want to drag such a beautiful person into the quagmire. She had no cure and was only suitable for decaying in the dark alone.

But now, Meng Han's words completely shattered all her cognition.

"Miss, please don't do this, please respect the undead?" The sore and familiar male voice was Shen Muyang's father, noticing this girl who was different from the other mourners, suppressed her grief, and stepped forward to stop Meng Han's death. Unreasonable behavior.

Meng Han's fingers still rubbed the cheeks of the young girl in the portrait, like the most precious treasure in the world, nostalgic and lingering, turning a deaf ear to what Father Shen said.

"Our family doesn't seem to have invited you." Dad Shen seemed to finally see the girl clearly, without any impression, "If you are a classmate of your beloved daughter, please don't touch the portrait again, there is a seat behind, please take your seat. , do not disturb the rest of the dead."

Meng Han then reluctantly retracted his fingertips, turned and looked back at the sad father, his eyes were as cold as ice.

The shock shocked Dad Shen for a moment, blocking the language.

Even though he was in a poor state, wearing not very decent and dirty clothes, and his face was so pale that he would fall to the ground at any time, Meng Han's aura at this time was still pressing.

Just one look makes one's heart palpitate.

"Why are you like this? You have no quality at all! You are so disheveled when you come to express condolences. This is the father of the deceased. You have no manners at all. Who are you staring at?" Step sister stepped forward and said angrily.

"Hey, you're fine, don't be too sad." The stepmother also came over to support Dad Shen's arm, and looked at Meng Han disapprovingly, with an elder-like reproach.

Father Shen coughed a few times, raised his eyes and glanced at the portrait of Shen Muyang, his eyes were filled with sadness and solemnity.

There were many elderly guests who came to offer condolences around, and they came to comfort them one after another. Out of the corner of the eye, they glanced at the girl in the light-colored dress, and they all looked disdainful.

Who would look down on an uneducated and polite young girl?

"Heh." Meng Han suddenly sneered, pushed through the crowd with all his might, and approached the man who was surrounded, "It's quite decent to play a loving father here now."

The frost-like delicate eyebrows are full of ridicule.

"What do you mean?"

"Where did the neurosis come from?"

"Is this little girl crazy? No manners!"

"I'm sorry Xiao Yang, I've been too busy these years, I only know about work, and I spend too little time with her." Father Shen almost choked up and shook his head in regret.

"You're sorry for her more than this?" Meng Han's eyes were like needles, piercing into Dad Shen's heart, "Since you brought this disgusting mother and daughter into the house, you just wanted to kill her! They are every day. Thinking about how to harm Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang hasn't had a good day in these years."

"I-I didn't."

"Who are you calling disgusting?!"

"Where's the security guard, blast this madman out!" The stepmother and step-sister's face changed drastically.

"You should try." Meng Han gave the two mother and daughter a look of disgust and hatred, and immediately a bodyguard stepped forward to block the security they called.

In terms of the number of people, Meng Han brought more than twice as many people as the security guards here.

It looks like it's here to make trouble.

Meng Han continued to approach Dad Shen and pointed to the mother and daughter who were yelling beside him, "You see clearly, the murderer is this mother and daughter, they ordered someone to kill your biological daughter with a car, aren't you acting as a loving father? ? Now that you know that they killed your beloved daughter, what are you going to do with them?"

"You fart!" Step-sister Liang Minwen shouted angrily, and was blocked by Meng Han's people, so she didn't dare to make a big move.

"At the intersection, the passage on the left is clearly a red light. When the car hit the road at a speed of 120 yards, there was no sign of stepping on the brakes at all. The surveillance video is evidence. As for the driver who drove the car, he had an incurable disease. For the sake of the poor family, they spent a lot of money to buy a life in exchange for Xiao Yang's life." Meng Han said every word, sonorously and clearly, to Father Shen.

Father Shen swayed, "How, how is it possible." Looking at his stepmother and stepsister, his eyes were full of shaky grief, and the whole world was shattered.

"You lie! Old man, don't listen to her nonsense!" The stepmother shouted quickly, she was so frightened that she lost her soul at once, struggling to push away the shackles of the bodyguard in front of her.

"No, Dad!" Liang Minwen was also panicked.

"I have found the intermediary, his testimony and the recording of the transaction are all there!" Meng Han walked towards the mother and daughter step by step in the crowd that fell silent and was shocked by her words, "Now, what else do you have to say? Right? Even if this 'fake' loving father chooses to protect you in the end, I will make you fall into danger."

Every word even had an echo in the huge and quiet mourning hall.

In front of the iron evidence like a mountain, the mother and daughter slumped all of a sudden.

"Yes, she is going to take away my brother Xiao, why is she engaged to brother Xiao?" Liang Minwen cried unwillingly when she saw what happened.

"You guys are committing a crime!" Dad Shen obviously couldn't take such a blow, and slumped to the ground when he heard Liang Minwen's words.

After a long while, he wept and shook his head again, "I'm also guilty, Xiao Yang, I just want to give you a complete home. When I'm busy with work, I can also let you have relatives to accompany you and grow up healthy. I'm sorry for you."

A middle-aged man who is only 40 years old suddenly seems to be many years old.

The seemingly warm family he reorganized was now fragmented, like a joke.

Meng Han got the result she wanted, a bleak smile crossed the corners of his lips, and he stumbled towards the gate of the mourning hall step by step as he had come.

"Who is not guilty? Xiao Yang, I didn't protect you well."

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The heroine had a more tragic past life, and she will work hard to rewrite her destiny in this life!