What should I do if I was forced into marriage by the sick and charming young lady?

"He's doing well. Don't worry about that. After all, he is valued by a nearly perfect daughter like Yuexue Lixu. You can stop worrying about anything for the rest of your life. Money is a magical thing that can solve 90.00 problems." %[-]'s troubles, whether it's love or a baby's smile, can be solved with money."

"Perhaps so."

"Let's go, Xiaohe, if Sijin belonged to me, I might let you meet him, but he doesn't belong to me now. If some things are investigated deeply, there will be disasters, Miss Yuexue Lixu, she Not good men and women, do you understand?"

Yu Qingxue turned her head, glanced behind her, then lowered her voice and said:

"In this country, cutting off the little finger, sinking the body in Tokyo Bay, pouring cement is not a joke, and moving forward is hell. True love is not something everyone can meet, including me, I can only endure it."

Feng Xiaohe is afraid of death, and she is also afraid of implicating Feng Xiaona. If her life is in danger to meet Gao Sijin, then she doesn't have the courage.

She is just a pretty ordinary woman, but Xiao Ai...

I really want to see him.

"Isn't it okay to let me take a look at him? Even the latest photos are fine."

"Xiaohe, do you have a lot of things you can't let go of? You have to be chic. You don't have to be with him forever if you love someone. I like a flower, but you don't have to pick it off. I like the wind. Do you want the wind to stop and let me Smell? I like clouds, do I let the clouds float down to cover me?" Yu Qingxue patted Feng Xiaohe's weak shoulder, "Go back, there are many beautiful people and things waiting for you in the world, Kabukicho There are many cowherd shops, you can meet guys who are better at making girls happy than Sijin, forget about him."

Yu Qingxue played both soft and hard ways, looking at the glass door, she knew that once she stepped in, she and her sister would face a situation of eternal doom.

"Is he really happy?"

"He is very happy, at least happier than when he was in Bincheng. If you appear in front of him, it will only make him unhappy again."

"Okay, I see, it's good to know that he is happy..."

She's just an ordinary girl with no power or power, what can she use to compete with the chaebol?

The eye sockets were reddish, and the unwillingness turned into liquid and flowed out. Those memories burned her heart.

"Xiao He, are you happy?"

At Christmas, Gao Sijin put his arms around his waist and watched romance movies in the cinema.

"Sijin..." Feng Xiaohe looked at the tall building of the Yuexue family in Shinjuku District and said, "I am not happy, without you, I will never be happy in my life, but I wish you happiness."

"Don't come to country J in the future, Xiaohe. In fact, when you bought the plane ticket, Miss Yuexue already knew about it. She asked me to tell you that next time you set foot in this country again, she will treat you as a The real enemy is wiped out."

"Well, I see."

"By the way, there is a mental damage fee of 500 million. This is the last time. Miss Yuexue's patience is limited. Say goodbye to him."

"Xiao Ai, I love you! Goodbye!"

Feng Xiaohe stood downstairs and shouted upstairs. She didn't know if Gao Sijin heard it, but she tried her best to shout.

The surrounding wind is blowing, but it bypasses Feng Xiaohe's soul. From now on, Xiaona will be Xiaohe's only spiritual sustenance.

The clenched fist slowly opened, tears wet the heavy makeup, love does not belong to her.

Volume 71#Chapter [-] Feng Xiaona will never approve

The sense of humiliation in his heart was like an endless flame, as if his lungs were burned into a liquid state by the flames, melting drop by drop into a red liquid.

She wanted desperately to rush into the glass door and run to Gao Sijin's side, giving him a big hug like a heroine in a movie.

But Yu Qingxue's warning made her dare not move. She was afraid that Xiaona and Xiaona would become unlucky because of this, so she took her sister's little hand and walked farther and farther away from the building where Gao Sijin lived.

"It's really unreasonable..."

The intricate emotions made Feng Xiaohe want to shout out, but shouting suddenly on the street would only get strange looks.

She wants to live and be happier with her younger sister Xiaona than anyone else, but when she thinks that Gao Sijin is not around for the rest of her life, the pain is like a hand holding her throat, making her unable to breathe.

"Sister..." Feng Xiaona gritted her silver teeth and said with piercing eyes, "I will study hard, and sooner or later I will pass the knowledge and become a person who is deeply feared by the Yuexue family. At that time, I will let my sister reap the truth. Happiness."

"Xiaona, it's a good thing to be ambitious, but forget it, we're just ordinary people, and we don't have any money to fight."

"Whoever said that there is no capital, 500 million will be the capital for us to take back my brother. I will never let what happened today."

Usually Feng Xiaona always gives people the feeling of a cute puppy, but now Feng Xiaona's eyes hide a murderous intent like a wolf, Feng Xiaohe suddenly remembered that her sister is actually not the kind The lamb to be slaughtered, when the time is right, she will even use a pen to stab the eyes of her classmates.

Feng Xiaona, who is only 14 years old, is only a young girl, but her lips outline a cruel arc. She is obviously the younger sister who can give everything to Feng Xiaohe, but seeing such a younger sister, Feng Xiaohe unexpectedly felt A sense of dread that cannot be described in words.

"Are you still Xiaona?"

"Sister, of course I am Xiaona, I like my sister the most."

With a sunny smile on Feng Xiaona's face, she looks pure and lovely, but in the depths of her pupils, there are flames of revenge and paranoia for ultimate happiness.

"In addition to my favorite sister, I also like brother Sijin the most."

"Xiaona, my sister will marry another man in the future..."

"If my sister really does that kind of thing, I will commit suicide for you to see." The relaxed and cheerful tone said something terrible, "My sister will marry brother Sijin, and the three of us will be together forever and ever Living a perfect happiness like a sphere, as long as I work hard enough, then no one in the world can stop the reunion of our family of three, I will work hard, sister."

The younger sister seems to be broken, or it is a mistake to misunderstand her as a coquettish puppy. She is a hunter and a carnivore in the jungle, and she will never be inferior to others.

"Anyway, let's get ready to go home, Xiaona."

"I see, sister, although I said that I want to take Brother Sijin back, I am still too weak now. I am only 14 years old, and I have no power or power. I don't have the capital to fight the Yuexue family at all," Slender The immature little hand gently hooked my sister's hand, "Sister, can you give me the 500 million you just got for safekeeping? I want to invest it, don't worry, sister, I will definitely make the money available in a short time." It has been multiplied several times."

Feng Xiaona, who has the memory of two lifetimes, vaguely remembers the rise of the stock market and the trend of future technological development, so as long as she has the principal of 500 million, she will soon be able to make the 500 million through investment several times.

Facing her sister's stubborn gaze, Feng Xiaohe hesitated for a moment, then put the card in her hand.

The two sisters were walking on the street, the hustle and bustle around them had nothing to do with them, the silent wind blocked all sounds, and they were thinking of different things.

"what?"

Feng Xiaohe suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"What's the matter, sister?"

"Xiaona, wait a minute."

When passing a bookstore around the corner, Feng Xiaohe saw a poster, which roughly meant that a light novel published by Dengeki Bunko would be released soon. The first thing that attracted Feng Xiaohe was the female character on the poster, who was a girl with a A maid with a morbid smile, her wine-red eyes have lost their highlight, her waist-high ponytail is perfectly chic, and her curvy and graceful body is wearing a black maid dress with a hint of sexuality.

The most important thing is the weapon in his hand - the flame-shaped dagger.

Feng Xiaohe recognized this female character at a glance. This is the heroine Kuroki Nao in Gao Sijin's finished novel. The title "In the Name of a Maid" was written in Chinese on the most eye-catching position of the poster. The very small text says some debut works of heavyweight newcomers from country C. The pseudonym is Yuexuesijin, and it is expected to be released on the 25th.

"Xiao Ai's book will be released on the 25th?"

I calculated the time, today is the 23rd.

Isn't that the day after tomorrow?

Feng Xiaohe originally wanted to buy a plane ticket and leave with Xiaona today, but now she plans to stay for two more days, only two days is enough, and she wants to buy a few more Gao Sijin's novels as souvenirs, even if she can't read them She also bought it if she knew Japanese, because this book was written by Xiao Ai.

"Xiao Ai, knowing that you continue to write novels here is enough for me."

The originally gloomy mood suddenly improved a lot. The book that no one cares about in China has reached the point where a physical book is about to be published here, which makes Feng Xiaohe can't help but smile. It couldn't dilute the feeling of parting with Gao Sijin, but it also gave Feng Xiaohe great comfort.

Now she has to quickly convey this good news to Feng Na and Qu Xiqian, who are also book fans.

"Is that enough, sister?"

Feng Xiaona suddenly asked.

"Yes, my sister is already content."

"Even if my sister is already content, I will never admit it!"

Feng Xiaona stared at the beautifully crafted poster, her face suddenly became as cold as ice.

How could it be possible to accept what was exchanged for my brother's freedom and my sister's misfortune?

She wriggled her lips, and finally couldn't restrain the soreness in her eyes. When she left Yu Qingxue just now, Feng Xiaona didn't cry, because the tears could not be left for the enemy to see.

But when she saw that her sister was so weak and so easily satisfied, Feng Xiaona finally couldn't restrain her feelings, and shouted at her sister:

"Why did my brother and sister's happiness become other people's playthings? Why didn't they become more angry? Why did my sister compromise so easily? Is my sister very happy seeing my brother still writing novels? What kind of false happiness is this? ?Yu Qingxue is right, my sister is an obedient herbivore! Sooner or later, I will kill all those who hinder my sister's happiness and create a world with only the three of us. Even if my sister is so dishonest, I will always Protect my sister from being harmed by anyone, even if she becomes a demon because of it..."

Volume 72 #Chapter [-] Painting and Revenge

At eight o'clock in the evening, the night is dark, and the weak light is as dim as a tulle.

Katakura Takahashi has long been accustomed to such an environment, holding the digital board in his hand, staring at a blank screen, not knowing what to draw for a long time.

"Hezhi, this thing has electricity, it's very dangerous!"

The voices of girlfriend Miyo and younger sister Kazue came from outside the living room. Now Kazue has changed a lot. One day when she was having dinner, she burst into tears, like a newborn baby, calling for mother loudly.

The sudden tears surprised Katakura Takaya and his girlfriend. Since then, Kazue no longer completely closed his heart. Although his mind is still around three or four years old, this is enough.

Katakura Falcon is not in a hurry, if he can make his sister slowly return to normal, even if it takes a little longer, it will be fine.

At this time, someone sent a message through LINE, which disturbed Katakura Takaya's thoughts. When he clicked on the message, he saw that it was a message from Yu Qingxue, the maid of the employer's house. She was almost entirely in charge of handing over the illustrations of the novel. Responsible.

Snow no Shizuku: Good evening, Katakura-kun.May I ask if the illustrations for the novel are finished? My master's book will be officially published on the 25th, and it will be the 24th in four hours. How come Katakura-kun still hasn't finished the work?

Snow no Shizuku: I think it is necessary for me to remind you that if the work is not completed in time, Ms. Yue Xue will not be obliged to fulfill the things she promised you before, understand?

Yelu Siku: Give me some more time.

Yuki no Shizuku: When can I finish tomorrow at the latest?

Yelu dies bitterly: Tomorrow morning at [-] o'clock, I will personally send the illustration to my house for acceptance. Then please tell me about Yuta Katakura's whereabouts. Only that old man must be killed by me.

Snow の Shizuku: Then I will wait for the good news.

Turning off LINE, Katakura Takaya realized that he could no longer procrastinate, he had to complete all the drawings, otherwise he might lose his only chance to find Katakura Yuta.

"Old man, I must kill you with my own hands."

Katakura Hayabusa quickly swiped the pressure-sensitive pen, and desperately described the plot of the novel in his mind. In a place unknown to the hero, the tall sick maid and the petite blood girl confront each other coldly, and they regard each other as the most hated hater.

In order to draw this scene well, Katakura Takahashi watched many confrontation scenes in other works. In fact, he could have ended up hastily, and finished drawing and handing in a passable illustration within two hours, but Katakura Takano I am a perfectionist, and the silver-haired blood girl is Katakura Taka's favorite female character in the whole book, so I have to do my best to draw it well.

In fact, the first edition has already been completed, but this kind of confrontation seems to be that the blood girl named Yinlei is more oppressive. If it is a rival in love, Katakura Takayu thinks it is better to be evenly matched in the senses.

"Damn it, no!"

Katakura Takato anxiously deleted the picture he had just drawn for an hour, and turned the picture into a blank. The world drawn by the brush is already the fourth edition.

"hateful!!!"

If you don't draw it, you won't have a chance to find out the old man's whereabouts.

He swings a metal bat indoors, trying to find inspiration through sweat.

I closed my eyes tightly and recalled the scene that popped up in my mind when I read that scene for the first time. In that classical and elegant different world, two girls fought tit for tat in order to get the boy's love, and regarded each other as enemies.

The coercion of the blood clan, the sickly foolishness, contempt and contempt, fear and hatred.

Numerous different feelings are intertwined and drawn into a beautiful drawing.

"I see you! You are alive!"

It's not just about killing that damned old man anymore.

Katakura Takato wants to draw what he sees, let them jump on the paper, and let this novel have a picture scroll worthy of it.

No, this is not a novel, but a brand-new world. In that ecstatic world, there are all gorgeous things, which are far more interesting than the real world. Katakura Takahashi resolutely gave up the background image. Crazy girls, the realistic background will only limit their charm.

He replaced the previous background with swirls drawn in a brushwork similar to Van Gogh. Those swirls were intricate and filled with black and silver that symbolized the two heroines.

Their red eyes are so consistent, and their love for the hero is equally strong.

This is a still picture, but Katakura Takahashi saw the next scene.

The flame-shaped dagger collided violently with the blood mist spear, sparking frantically.

Katakura Hayabusa began to dance with his hands and feet, and drew faster and faster. The works drawn by this kind of brushwork took a lot of energy, but he didn't feel tired at all, instead he laughed out loud.

"It turns out that you only need to draw the picture that first came to mind."

When the last stroke was finished, it was already 05:30 in the morning. Katakura Takahashi was very satisfied with his painting, and then saved the illustration in the mailbox and sent it to Yu Qingxue.

After finishing all this, he also put the remaining paper illustrations in his bag. Last night, because he had to stay up late to catch up on the drawing, he asked his girlfriend Miyo to take care of his younger sister and branch. The two are sleeping in the living room. bed.

"Then I'm going out."

Looking at the two sleeping soundly, Katakura Takaya lowered his footsteps and carefully left the apartment building, for fear of waking them up.

Kazue's hair hasn't been fully grown yet, but she looks pretty cute with a wig on, and her skin seems to be a little more delicate than before. Sooner or later, she will become a real Kazue again.

But before that, the old man must be killed first.