Traps Of Love

Mi Xiaoya's clear eyes suddenly shrank, and Cheng Wanrong's three words set off a wave in her heart. How can that snobbish stepmother appear in Wanfu garden?! Did Cheng Wanrong and Mi Yuancheng collude with Leng Yucheng, just like Gu Fengzhan?

Not far away, the noise in the house continues to come one after another, MI Xiaoya can't help but step back and take a deep breath against the wall. The damp cool air ran up her back directly along her throat. She felt a strong atmosphere of conspiracy, which was so strong that she couldn't breathe.

Leng Yucheng used such a careful conspiracy to deal with an outsider like her. After years of fighting with lengzetianming, how many terrible things did he do to lengzetian that she didn't know?

This is the first time that MI Xiaoya really deeply realizes the horror of Leng Yucheng. He is not only like Leng Zetian's cunning old fox, but also a terror devil. In order to control Leng Zetian, he does not hesitate to use any means.

In her mind, Leng Zetian's files suddenly emerge. The details that once puzzled her are explained in an instant.

Leng Yucheng did not regard Leng Zetian as his own child from the beginning to the end, but regarded him as the object of hatred and the tool of arbitrary use. So Leng Zetian's childhood, there must be more dark shadows she didn't know, so Leng Zetian will hide part of the past, can't bear to let her know

All the details, scattered in the archives, are finally clear and heavy at this moment.

Mi Xiaoya slowly turns her head and looks at the side of her body with complicated eyes. She is full of bruises and tears at the softest part of her heart.

"Well --" Wen Jingchu opened his eyes warily.

Mi Xiaoya gently put her broken hair behind her ears and said in the most gentle and absolutely firm voice, "don't be afraid. From now on, I will protect aze with you."

"Go Mi Xiaoya pursed her lips, and the sadness in her eyes soon turned into greater courage. She pulled up her gentle eyes, looked at the backyard of the house in front of her, and said in a low voice. "This is your home. You are the real cold lady. I'll help you get back what belongs to you. "

Maybe Leng Zetian didn't have a real home. However, in the future, she will give him a complete home.

Wenjing was stunned for a moment. It seemed that she was moved by the soft wave light of her eyes. There was a light vapor in her blue eyes.

Shen yanruo's curse continues to come from the house with bright lights. At this time, MI Xiaoya, with a gentle and quiet beginning, stealthily turns around the main door, from a corner of the garden and from the window into the deserted bedroom.

The layout of this room is quite different from the simple and elegant style of other rooms in wanfuyuan. It is in the style of American Palace. The ceiling is decorated with golden desk lamps, the ostentatious luxury furnishings, and the extremely uncoordinated European round bed. Every place is overused.

Mi Xiaoya rubbed her temples. She really didn't like this style.

As soon as she stops, MI Xiaoya turns to pull Wenjing into the room.

However, when she saw the tears on her face, she was startled.

"What's the matter with you?" Mi Xiaoya can't help asking.

Wen Jingchu couldn't speak, but her tearful eyes were staring at the bed.

Mi Xiaoya looked along her line of sight and found that the four feet of the bed were padded up with something like a book. The shape of that thing Kind of like a photo album?