Yu Xianxian was on duty at night, and reviewed the plot of the original book again.

In the book, Jian Yuqing is just a dead man with a strong sense of existence, and the real heroine is called Yi Zhihan, a silly girl who is familiar with all kinds of fairy tales, addicted to youth idol dramas, and thinks that she can redeem everything with kindness and true love.

Before meeting Nangong Dui, Yi Zhihan was just a little silly and sweet, if there was any difference, it was that this girl was very good-looking, and she was blocked by male classmates since she was a child.

In addition, she also has the standard tragic life experience of a romance heroine - her parents died, she was sent under the fence, she dropped out of school at a young age, and she was self-reliant.

Yi Zhihan lived at her uncle's house, and received countless glances from her aunt, and her biggest wish was to earn enough down payment as soon as possible by working on her own, buy a small house and move out.

Just when she was working hard, her uncle met the Nangong family at work.

In order to cling to this super rich Party A, Yi Zhihan's uncle Yi Tian Zhong conducted various investigations behind his back, and finally locked his eyes on Nangong Dui, the only single dog in the Nangong family.

If he can marry his daughter into the Nangong family, then he will still have to worry for the rest of his life? Unfortunately, Yi Tianzhong himself has no daughter, so he can only hit Yi Zhihan with his idea.

Yu Xianxian knew that Yi Zhihan would appear at the Zhulang Hotel under her uncle's arrangement tonight. After that, Yi Zhihan will fall in love with Nangong Twilight at first sight.

The most bloody thing is that Yi Zhihan looks very much like Jian Yuqing, almost a copy of Jian Yuqing.

Nangong Twilight fell in love with her at a glance and pursued her madly. The simple Yi Zhihan also thought that she had met the true love of a wealthy family, and fell in love and couldn't extricate herself.

She didn't know at all that she was just a stand-in for Jian Yuqing. By the time she woke up, she was already married to Nangong Dui, and she still had a child in her belly.

The so-called true love is just sugar in glass slag, sweet in the mouth, swallowed with a mouthful of blood. Yi Zhihan woke up and wanted to beat the child and be herself again, but was chased back by Nangong Dusk.

The love affair of captivity, forcible love, torture and abuse of the body was repeatedly staged in the two-million-word article, and Yu Xianxian frowned for a while, and her expression was like an old grandfather looking at his mobile phone on the subway-

Ah, this?

This???

How did this section pass the trial?

The three views exploded, children were not suitable, and finally under the double torture of body and mind, the heroine Yi Zhihan chose to commit suicide.

Gan.

Yu Xianxian: There are too many slots, and I don't know where to start scolding for a while.

She stood at the door of the suite, moved her arms and legs, stretched her joints—ready to carry the heroine away from the top floor at any moment.

As long as she Yu Xianxian is here for a day, it is impossible for this kind of bloody sadomasochism to happen in the Zhulang Hotel! It is impossible to watch the stupid white sweet heroine die in vain!

The stand-in wife of a wealthy family does not exist!

I, Yu Xianxian, want to let you understand today what it means to be a beautiful young man with five stresses and four beautiful years!

Just as he was in the middle of his blood, the call bell on his shoulder suddenly rang.

Yu Xianxian thought that this melancholy prince was going to be closed in the room all day, but she didn't expect to be called so soon, so she stood up straight and took care of her clothes, and then walked in briskly.

"Mr. Nangong, what kind of service do you need?"

Nangong Twilight was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hall at this time.

It was getting dark late on Mount Everest, it was almost seven o'clock, but the light of day did not fade here. The sunset was even a little dazzling, reluctantly hanging on the peak, casting a full room of afterglow into the presidential suite.

Nangong Dusk's figure was stretched out, and the eighteen-meter-high hall made him more and more lonely and lonely.

"You say, why do people be sad?" Nangong Dusk's deep voice came faintly.

The tone of reading a movie monologue, and the artificiality in literature and art, made Yu Xianxian unsure for a moment whether he was talking to himself or talking to her.

"Uh...... Maybe it's because something sad is happening. Yu Xianxian replied nonsense.

Nangong Dusk: "Then why do sad things happen?"

Yu Xianxian: "......" is of course because your stepmother author wants you to grieve.

Nangong Dusk: "It's been eight years since I lost her, but I always feel that she is not dead. She's been with me, you see, she's sitting on the couch. ”

Yu Xianxian turned her head to look at the expensive silk sofa in the living room

It's empty.

"Naughty," Nangong Twilight chuckled into the air, "You sprinkle the snacks on the couch again, and eat a face, like a kitten." ”

Yu Xianxian: ???

She looked at the empty sofa, and then looked at Nangong Dusk with a face full of drama, plus the empty and lonely room that was extremely quiet, and suddenly felt a little creepy.

No way...... Is this lord a demon?

I haven't heard of such a serious illness in the original article.

Nangong Dui suddenly turned to Yu Xianxian and beckoned to her: "You come here." ”

Yu Xianxian: ?

Nangong Dui pulled out a tissue with his backhand: "I'll wipe it for you." ”

Yu Xianxian: ...... You don't have to.

She watched Nangong Dusk stand up from the floor-to-ceiling window, and approached her step by step.

If you are hugged by Nangong Dusk, is it considered sexual harassment in the workplace?

This thought flashed through Yu Xianxian's mind, and before Nangong Twilight hit her face, she quickly dodged and avoided it.

Nangong Twilight stared at the air, stunned.

Yu Xianxian looked at him cautiously—it won't be stimulated, right? In case of illness in the hotel, should I call the medical team or the security department first?

Nangong Dui: "I know, you're not her." ”

Nangong Dusk: "She's dead." ”

Yu Xianxian: Thank goodness, I'm not completely stupid.

"Mr. Nangong, I think you may need to take a break, I'll pour you a glass of water. Yu Xianxian walked away quickly and went to pour water for Nangong Dusk.

When he came back, he saw Nangong Dusk's melancholy eyes full of tears, and looked up at the sky at a 45° angle: "I don't cry." ”

Yu Xianxian: "......"

Nangong Dusk: "As long as I look at the sky, tears will not fall." ”

Yu Xianxian: "......" grass (a plant).

She didn't expect that she would not only have to guard against the silly white sweet heroine, but also against the male protagonist with the second disease.

Simply, let those two weird people get together.

No, no, I just signed a ten-year labor contract, so I have to behave well and give Mr. Long a little face.

Yu Xianxian eased her temper, learned the classic lines of idol dramas, and said: "The person you miss must not want to see you so sad." ”

Nangong Dusk: "I heard that people become stars when they die, why can't I see her?"

Yu Xianxian looked at the shiny sky outside: "......" It may be because it is not dark yet.

She put down the glass of water in her hand and tried to change the subject: "You haven't eaten yet, what do you want to eat in the evening......?"

"I want to eat the rum pastry she made herself. ”

This is the pastry that Jian Yuqing once made for Nangong Dusk in the original book.

As the same wealthy background, Jian Yuqing's ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and once in order to celebrate Nangong Dui's birthday, he studied cooking skills for three months and made a dessert called Rum Crisp, which Nangong Dusk never forgot after eating.

After Jian Yuqing died, Yi Zhihan became her stand-in. Nangong Dui coaxed Yi Zhihan to make him this kind of pastry, and once he found out that the taste of Yi Zhihan was different from Jian Yuqing, he would be furious, and carry out punishment measures that night that were not suitable for children.

Yu Xianxian never expected that she would personally experience such a bloody joke tonight.

Yu Xianxian, who decisively refused: "We don't have this kind of thing in our hotel." ”

Nangong Du looked at her with a resentful gaze: "Stupid woman, can't you learn without you? Won't you buy? Can't you look for it? Is this the service level of your eight-star hotel? The dignified Zhulang Hotel is just like that, it's not as good as the five-star ...... I once lived in."

Yu Xianxian secretly said that you diss me, I am not happy if you diss the service level of our Zhulang Hotel: "Maybe you can tell me the taste of this pastry, and I will try to restore it to the chef." ”

Nangong Dusk: "It's a fairy-like taste, sweet with a slight sourness, and sweet in sour." The base note is rum, so it has an intoxicating spiciness...... Oh, it's still a little bitter in the spicy, but it's definitely bitter but not astringent......"

Yu Xianxian: You just said that you want a colorful black, so that I can understand better.

Nangong Dusk: "If there is the most memorable taste in the world, it is the taste of rum crispy, it."

It will make you think of your first love, of your mother's arms, of the first toy you have in your life (5,000 words of adjectives omitted here)...... Think of everything that is good. Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Yu Xianxian: "Oh, I understand. "Fart.

Nangong Dusk: "Understand that you still don't do it, how many times do you want me to urge you!"

"Yes, yes, you wait, I'll arrange it right away. ”

Yu Xianxian slid out of the presidential suite.