Chapter 1 A Different Kind of Crossing

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"Tsk, it's getting more and more boring" The red lips opened slightly, and the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, revealing a slight hint of mockery. The beauty threw the goblet in her hand into the air and quickly pulled out her pistol, aimed it at a blow, the bullet passed through the cup, flew towards the crystal chandelier, and the chandelier shattered into pieces with a bang. The loud sound panicked the guests in the lobby. They were running around, some of them bumping into each other, and they were still scolding each other as they ran.

The beauty looked at these people who usually looked dignified and pretended to be nobles in words and deeds, and their true forms were revealed just because of a gunshot. "You guys play slowly here, Miss Ben won't accompany you. After the beauty finished speaking, she turned around and walked away without care. Everyone followed the prestige, only to see a woman in a red bandeau dress jumping down from the window, although it was too late to see the woman's face, but from the figure wrapped in the dress, it could be judged that this must be a beauty.

On a coffee-colored European-classicist-style bed lies a sleeping girl, with long blond wavy hair casually draped, the girl's eyelashes are very long, glowing faintly in the sunlight, she has a proud nose, a cherry-like mouth, and a beautiful face even if it is not powdered. The girl looks like she is only about 18 years old, and she is wearing a high-end red dress, and the bold and mature red not only does not look old-fashioned, but makes her more playful and cute.

Perhaps the sun was too gentle, and the girl's eyes opened. Blue eyes, cute eyes make people want to get close to her just by looking at her. But this look soon returned to clarity, and the girl sat up, looked around the room, and finally realized that it was not her room. The room is exquisitely furnished in Athens, with intricate and elaborate carvings on each piece of furniture, and the materials are all of the finest quality, and the whole layout of the room is decorated in a rococo style, but with many strange things, such as a suspended flame.

The girl wondered in her heart: I remember jumping from the window to escape my boring 18th birthday party, I should be walking normally with my skills, why did I appear in someone else's room now, and I have no memory of jumping out of the window.

While I was thinking about how to communicate with the owner of the room and how to get back, the door clicked open.

A handsome middle-aged man in a haute couture suit, a long cloak, and a flat back walked in with a glass of water. When he saw the girl sitting on the bed, he quickly approached and asked with concern, "How are you awake?"

The girl looked at this handsome uncle with an inexplicable sense of intimacy, but the girl did not show half of the emotion on her face. How could someone who grew up in the underworld let go of this kind of feeling, the girl quickly sorted out her expression. Then he looked at the man and stood up distantly and asked, "Uncle, who are you?

The uncle looked at the girl from head to toe before he said gently: "This is your home, I am your father Shu Luoling." ”

The girl obviously didn't believe it, and only felt that she was unlucky enough to fall into the home of a person with a delusion. So he said lazily: "Uncle, I entered your room without your permission, but you can't just say that I am your daughter because I am beautiful!"

The man still smiled, put the glass on the table and said slowly: Your current father is your adoptive father, he picked you up at the door.

The girl was surprised how he could know this, her true identity was only known to her father and a few henchmen, and the girl immediately became vigilant, and her body naturally became ready to attack.

The man didn't seem to feel the girl's fierceness. Continued: You were not yet a year old at the time, and you were wearing a small pink vest with a small pink blanket wrapped around it.

The girl is the daughter of Ouyang Yushan, the richest man in country M, and was indeed adopted by the Ouyang couple. Ouyang Yushan's wife, Liu Jun, has been unable to have children because she was injured when she was young. When Liu Jun went out that day, he was immediately attracted by the pink and tender person, the little man stared at the blue eyes, and his mouth made a babbling sound from time to time, Liu Jun's heart was immediately hit, so that the henchman confirmed that he was abandoned and left to be raised as his own daughter, and named the child Ouyang Xuanai.

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