Akirina came to the house for the first time.

After privately explaining the affairs of the palace family to Xiang Ri, Yunshan, and Chi Yuan, as a member of the invitation, he appeared at the trace house with everyone.

Today's meeting place is undoubtedly the trace house, and it is not yet dinner time, so Qiu Rina, who asked the housekeeper, is walking to the study with the servant.

Up the stairs, the hallway was covered with oil paintings, some of which she recognized, others she had never seen once.

Every few steps, there is a large window, a hanging boom drawstring curtain half-hidden, and the long corridor is brightly lit.

Pushing open the door to the study, the servant bowed quietly, and only gently closed the door when she entered.

The ceilings of the Kibe house were all over ten feet high, and Akirina, who was good at math, had seen it as soon as she entered. This height makes the study look extremely spacious, and the tall shelves are full of books, and the collection of books is very impressive. There is a marble obelisk on the large desk, and next to it is a book with a sterling silver frame, and the photo is a family photo of the Kebe family.

Walking into the shelves, there is a row of shelves with a lot of foreign books, both French and German, and the number of English thread-bound books is slightly larger, in addition to the issue of the Thames Literary Newspaper supplement.

With her hands on the book, Akirina carefully examined the environment in the study, and finally her eyes stayed on the picture frame on the desk.

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you understand the difference between a real wealthy family and an ordinary rich family.

That difference is shown in the temperament that has been passed down from generation to generation as a result of the accumulation of wealth.

There is a sentence to the effect that it is possible to cultivate nobility after three generations of wealth.

A family like the Trace Family, which has been passed down from generation to generation, can reflect the difference from others in many small details.

The furnishings and decorations are tasteful, all of which are biased towards the European aristocratic style.

As if they had just come in from outside the high fence in the Trace Car, she had seen the other cars go out. Among them are Chevrolet, Dodge, and Ford.

Unlike those who desperately buy luxury cars to show their wealth, in the archaic rules of these European-style giants, the car is too short in history and life to enter the ranks of classical style. They are looking for a quality of life, so there are all kinds of cars, no matter how expensive or average, because these owners don't care about them.

As for the elongated car of the trace department, I think it is because it is often equipped with a tennis club, so it needs this kind of driving tool with a large space.

As she entered, she observed that the baseboards, door paneling, and the like were decorated with unnecessary curves, and that all the wood was dark rather than light, giving it an antiquated and ornate feel as soon as she walked in.

The floor is also parquet floors, the carpets are all hand-woven oriental carpets, except for the wood, the corridors are black and white marble, carved balustrades and handrails, and ornate brocade walls.

Her life in England was not short, and when she was in primary school, she did research on the nobility of high society with her classmates, consulted a lot of materials, and had the privilege of visiting the home of a male classmate.

Everything reveals a sense of déjà vu, different in each place, but the same in every place. There is no place where it is not proclaimed, that noble style that is different.

Qiu Rina smiled lightly, these, without the precipitation and accumulation of time, will not exist.

Just like the person in the trace department, the convincing aura that exudes at any time and the temperament of other people is different.

So...... No matter how much she pretends to deny it, she is just a sparrow, with a bright appearance...... Sparrow.

It is impossible to become a phoenix when flying high, and it is impossible to be reborn once in the fire.

Different is different, and the greatest fairness of fate is that it has never been fair.

So, these things are so nasty, so disgusting.

Disgusting to the point that I don't want to exist, I don't want to do the same senseless resistance and struggle as them.

But......

The disgust in her eyes came up again, and Akirina quickly closed her eyes, and then heard the sound of the door opening.

"What are you doing standing?" Leaning against the door, Keigo Keibe changed into more comfortable clothes and looked at her lazily with his hands on his chest.

"Think...... I'm looking at the book, but I haven't found it yet. Turning around, pausing to answer his question, Akirina tugged at the corners of her mouth embarrassedly.

"Don't laugh, it's ugly." Lazily raising his eyebrows, he paused and continued: "It's time to eat, let's go down." ”

"Ah...... Good. Putting the book back in place, Akirina quickly followed the trace and closed the study door.

"What books are you looking for?" Walking in silence, the trace suddenly asked, but the pace did not stop at all, and he didn't squint, and he didn't even look at her.

“…… Pictorial collection of the Paris Contest. Casually thought of an answer to him, Qiu Rina didn't explain, in fact, she was just in a daze.

The two men walked down the stairs in silence.

The people in the tennis club were not as detailed as they said in private, but they only roughly talked about being found by their biological father, and Qiu Rina was silent.

Everyone in the tennis club is very familiar with the Jibu family, and it is a pleasure to play with them.

After the end, it was the car of the Jibe family that sent everyone back, and this time it was no longer the door of the autumn house, but the door of the palace.

Knowing that Akirina had returned from the Kibe family, Kenji Miyama's face, which had little expression towards her, smiled on her face. Rika Miyama came back from the hospital, I don't know if she hasn't figured it out yet, she hides in the room and doesn't show up.

Feeling extremely tired, Akirina didn't want to speak, and a feeling of exhaustion that soaked her limbs and bones enveloped her.

After cheering up, she knocked on the door of Rika in the palace with hot soup, Qiu Rina looked at her haggard face, and said softly: "This is the tonic soup I just stewed, you can drink a little." ”

Rika Miyama looked at her, looked at each other for a second and then hurriedly moved away, the hand holding the doorknob was slightly forced, and a heart seemed to be tormented in two places.

It's like schizophrenia, half of them want to accept her heart and drink it, and half want to smash the soup to the ground.

"No need...... I don't like to eat before bed. Seeing her somewhat lost face while refusing, Rika Miyama immediately closed the door and said, "I want to sleep, you go back." ”

The door was closed, and Akirina, who was holding the tray, stood quietly for a while, without grievance or anger, and left very calmly.

The night was as long as ever.

The next day, it appeared in Qiu Lina's desk, and when she was studying in the morning, Qiu Lina still remained slightly stunned, and other classmates asked her, and she could only excuse herself and say that she didn't wake up.

The book is just the beginning, and when I came back from lunch, a male classmate suddenly came to Akirina and said that he wanted to change places with her.

Before she could figure it out, her seat had become the front seat of the trace.

couldn't help but turn around and looked at him with inquiry, but he was frightened by his "Is there anything wrong, don't bother Uncle Ben" look at him and didn't dare to look back.

And the words of the Paris Contest Pictorial Collection, looking at it, also became strange.

On the other side, the meaningful eyes of the shinobi have not stopped since the moment Akirina changed positions.

The situation seems to be getting messed up......

Qiu Rina, who was looking down and taking notes, had a deep black mist in her eyes, and her eyes were the same as her pupils, and she couldn't see it at a glance.

That's right...... Let's mess up.

I want to ...... I really want to end this soon.

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"Akirina ...... Oh no...... It's Rina Miyama......" Sumizumi's soft tail note rose slightly, and she seemed to be very happy to hear it.

"Xiaorou, what's wrong, keep calling my name." Qiu Rina also smiled gently, but in the eyes of Shui Yuanrou, it was full of irony.

"Congratulations, I'm back at the palace." Shui Yuanrou's smile narrowed a little, and the two of them stood on the tree-lined avenue like a sheep's intestine path, and said polite words hypocritically.

"Thank you."

In terms of pretending to be stupid, Qiu Lina can be said to have profound skills, but Shui Yuanrou was not annoyed today, chuckled, and then said with some sarcasm: "It's really good luck that an illegitimate daughter can be recognized." Do you know how many children of your status have not been recognized by the family and are now not only back to the palace family, but also appear openly as the eldest lady of the palace family, I have to say, the palace family is really good to you...... I can't help but be moved, how can I not say congratulations, right? ”

The smile was stagnant for a moment, Qiu Rina looked straight at her and didn't speak, Shui Yuanrou looked at her and felt very happy, it was in vain that she sent someone to investigate this matter as soon as possible yesterday, otherwise she wouldn't know that Qiu Rina, who was invincible, was actually an illegitimate daughter.

An illegitimate daughter or something, isn't it just a child of the Outer Chamber? With that kind of mother, it's no wonder that Akirina is a slut!

"The Ice Emperor is the place where the identity is the most important......" Wanting to speak again, Shui Yuan smiled more happily, raised his eyebrows and said: "It's okay, I'm busy, but I don't have time to waste time with people like you to lower my identity." ”

The water source left in a chic and happy manner, leaving Qiu Rina stunned in place.

She suddenly crouched on the ground, hugged her knees and cried.

A few minutes later, a figure suddenly ran towards her position at the end of the trail where no one was around.

"Rina!" Stopping in front of her, Feng Chotaro, who was listening to her crying, was a little anxiously at a loss, and frowned: "I've been waiting for you for a long time and you haven't come yet, so I'll come to look for you." What happened to you? What happened? Don't cry yet, okay? Rina ......"

Squatting down in front of her, the always gentle Feng Chotaro panicked.

When I talked to him on the phone, I was fine, why did it take more than ten minutes to become like this......

"Chotaro ......" Akirina raised her head vaguely with tears in her eyes, and after a while, her eyes were already red from crying, and tears poured out when she wanted to speak: "I ......"

"What's wrong? It's okay, you tell me what happened......" Feng Chotaro steadied his mind and calmed her.

Slowly stopped crying, Akirina got up from the ground, Feng Chotaro also got up, wiped her tears before she spoke, her eyes were full of pain.

"I'm ...... Bastard daughter ......"

The author has something to say: Ah Xian has something to say: The foreshadowing should be pulled out slowly, and the symbol will be used more and more in the future...... 166 Reading Network