"Who said she was the only one who wrote your family's name?"

The words of love parting made Mei Ruoxue's face look shocked. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Anyone else?"

Facing the girl's astonishment, Ai Bili nodded casually: "In addition to your father and mother, who were written by her, you and your uncle Mei Rongting were both written by a person named Zhuge Qing." ”

"Zhuge Qing? Who is he? ”

Mei Ruoxue's brows furrowed fiercely, why did an unfamiliar name pop up again?

Even in Mei Ruoxue's memory for more than 16 years, the name Zhuge Qing never existed, who could this person be who would help Zhao Bixiu kill herself and her uncle?

"The specifics are unknown. All I know is that he gave me twenty years to live. ”

Love parted and shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, indicating that he knew nothing.

"Zhuge Qing ......"

Mei Ruoxue knew that it would be impossible for her to forget this name in the future, and her slender jade fingers gently rubbed her smooth and sharpened chin, thoughtfully, "You have to pay more attention to your surroundings......"

……

"Where's Miss?"

Zhao Bixiu, who walked into the Mei family's mansion with the sound of high-heeled shoes, took the home slippers handed over by the maid, and asked seemingly casually, this woman is wearing heavy makeup, her face is covered with a thick layer of powder, the corners of her eyes are slightly upturned, and she has a sense of narrowness, and her red lips that are used to pursing tightly when she don't speak are very thin, and her overall appearance looks slightly mean.

"Miss is a little unwell, she just came back from school."

The maid replied without thinking.

"Not feeling well? Just got back from school? ”

Hearing this, Zhao Bixiu, who was leaning down to change her shoes, took off her high heels for a moment, and looked up at the maid with a fleeting stunned look.

No, Mei Ruoxue's little ****, she should have returned to the West at this time......

She couldn't be clearer about the efficiency and strength of Ai Farewell.

Although she was surprised in her heart, Zhao Bixiu immediately reined in the turbulent waves inside, and her thoughts turned rapidly: "What's wrong with Miss's body?" ”

"No, I heard it's just a little heatstroke......"

Hearing this, Zhao Bixiu, who changed her shoes and walked into the hall, dropped a sentence without looking back: "Within five minutes, prepare a cup of winter melon summer tea." ”

……

Winter melon summer tea?

Looking at the hot tea in the hands of her stepmother at the door, Mei Ruoxue, who heard the knock on the door and came to open the door, couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart, the weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, what is this for?

"Auntie, this is ......"

Of course, she couldn't believe that her stepmother would be so kind, and Bacheng came to find out why her stepdaughter didn't die of alcoholism.

"After so many years, I still used to call me Auntie......"

Zhao Bixiu's face rippled with just the right smile, looking quite friendly, "You're not going to invite me in to sit?" ”

I have to say that this Zhao Bixiu is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp, and her sleek sophistication on the scene has long been exercised by her, and the reason why Mei Ruoxue was paralyzed by her appearance at the beginning is largely due to the fact that she has already cultivated the smiling tiger's housekeeping skills.

"No, Auntie, please come in."

Mei Ruoxue, who also had a slight sneer in her heart, but was also flawless on the surface, let her into the room.

"As soon as I heard that you were suffering from heat stroke, I immediately rushed back from the company, and I was relieved to see that you were okay."

What Zhao Bixiu said was against her will, first of all, she only heard that Mei Ruoxue had heat stroke after she came back from the company, and secondly, the purpose of her coming back from the company was not to see Mei Ruoxue.

I'm afraid you're coming back to make sure I'm dead...... Probably knowing some of the thoughts in this stepmother's heart, Mei Ruoxue sighed helplessly.

Putting the fragrant winter melon summer tea on the coffee table, Zhao Bixiu put the plump and fat **** at the foot of Mei Ruoxue's bed, with a straight back, hands on her knees, elegant and dignified sitting posture, and the smile on her face was still perfect and charming.

patting the soft mattress beside her, Zhao Bixiu greeted with a smile: "Xiaoxue, sit." ”

Mei Ruoxue stepped forward as she said, met Zhao Bixiu's kind but false gaze, and sat down next to her, her movements in one go, without facing the dilemma of danger.

I can't let this stepmom see that I'm watching out for her, after all, it's not time for a showdown......

"Xiaoxue...... Are you still feeling unwell? ”

Zhao Bixiu's seemingly concerned words were soft, like a spring breeze.

"It's okay, Auntie, it's just that the sun is bright in the morning, and it's a bit of a heat stroke, so it's okay to take a rest."

Xiaoxue picked up the winter melon Qingxia tea from the opposite coffee table, tasted it lightly, and immediately looked happy, and exclaimed "wow": "Auntie, this tea is so delicious!" Did you do it? ”

A pair of narrow eyes are as sharp as an eagle falcon facing its prey, observing Mei Ruoxue's every move in detail, and Zhao Bixiu's narrow eyes narrowed even more when she heard that she was wearing light eye makeup: "Do you like it?" If you like it, Aunt can do it for you again. ”

"Really? Auntie, you're so nice! ”

Mei Ruoxue pretended to be excited, Zhao Bixiu's eyes were as cold as frost, and she revealed a kind of gloom with bad intentions, as if she could see through her whole person, but Mei Ruoxue is not a fool, it is true that as she is scrutinized by this kind of hypocritical gaze, the psychological pressure is not small, but this does not prevent her from showing superb acting skills, pretending to be stupid and cute has always been her forte in her previous life.

With today's Mei Ruoxue, pretending to be the ignorant and kind lady in the past, it is impossible to show any flaws.

"Looks like you're fine."

Seeing that her stepdaughter was indeed alive, Zhao Bixiu couldn't help but feel a secret hatred in her heart, she still maintained that comforting smile on her face, and slowly stood up, "Since this is the case, then I can rest assured, there is still an important meeting in the company that I need to preside over in a while." I will ask you to cook some winter melon cup below, clear the heat and cool down, remember to drink some. ”

"Okay, Auntie."

Mei Ruoxue also stood up, respectfully.

"Rest well."

After taking a closer look at her stepdaughter again, Zhao Bixiu, who still didn't notice anything unusual, immediately turned around and left.

"Auntie walks slowly."

It wasn't until the back disappeared from the door that Mei Ruoxue, who was under pressure, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whew, finally gone, this old lady is really a scheming girl......"