Chapter 2

These words are full of disgust.

Han Yue raised her head slowly, and her eyes, which were not mixed with the slightest emotion, fell on Han Mu: "I can't go to the main gate?" ”

Han Mu was about to say something.

Mrs. Xia, who was originally sitting in the hall of the Han family, walked over with a smile on her high shoes.

When she saw Han Yue, she couldn't help but be shocked: "Ah! This is Han Yue, right? ”

"What have you experienced in the juvenile detention center in the past three years? used to be quite Peugeot a thousand gold, why did you suddenly become like this? ”

"Mrs. Han, find someone to show your daughter this acne on her face! If you have a scar in the future, you won't be able to marry a good family. ”

"This Han Yue can't study in the first place, and he doesn't have any talent, if he looks so ugly again......"

“......”

Every word, every sentence, was like a knife, stabbing Han Mu's chest fiercely.

When I was here before, these words were all said by Han's mother to Mrs. Xia!

After all, Han Yiyi is much better than her daughter.

But now......

"Ah, by the way, this is about to start school, not to mention that your Han Yue's grades are not good, and there is a case record! I'm afraid it's not easy to get into the academy! ”

"Three days later there will be an art exhibition, and my cousin, who is the vice president of the college, will also be there. When the time comes, you take Han Yue to the art exhibition, and I will introduce you to you? ”

Han Yue glanced at Mrs. Xia's smug and relieved expression.

Tepid, unslow, and unslow: "No." ”

"If I want to go in, it's the best high school in the world."

As soon as these words came out.

Han Mu was stunned for a moment.

Mrs. Xia even looked down at Han Yue, and she didn't know why, she always felt that the girl in front of her with an indifferent expression had an inexplicable sense of oppression.

It's as if what she said should not be questioned by anyone.

"The best high school?"

"What do you do to get into the best high school?"

Han's mother became angry directly.

She poured all the anger she received from Mrs. Xia on Han Yue: "If you are half as good as Yiyi, will I go and ask for someone?" ”

"Mrs. Xia, there's no need for her to go, I'll just take Yiyi there when the time comes."

Han Yue's cold and bright eyes stared at Han Mu.

Is Han Yiyi half as good?

"Mrs. Han, Han Yue has just been released from the juvenile detention center, and she has to be allowed to see the world. Otherwise, the upper class still thinks that Mrs. Han, you, are a wicked mother who attaches great importance to profit. ”

Mrs. Xia covered her mouth and left with a sneer.

Han's mother's face was as ugly as constipation.

Juvenile Detention Center!

Juvenile Detention Center!

"It's all you."

"Now you're satisfied?!"

Mother Han swept her gaze at Han Yue with disgust and indifference, where was this ugly and fat thing like she was born?

is also her daughter, Yiyi is better than her I don't know how many times.

"Tomorrow, I will invite a Chinese painting teacher to come over to give you training, and when you go to the art exhibition, you don't know anything and lose my face."

After dropping these words, Han Mu snorted coldly and returned to the hall.

Han Yue was left out in the cold, she looked up at the Han family, her cold black eyes turned lightly, and then froze on Han's mother's back: "It turned out to be ......"

"This is what my brother said about eccentricity......"

......

Han Yue's room was arranged in the second bedroom on the second floor.

When passing by Han Yiyi's master bedroom, Han Yue paused and glanced at Han Yiyi's room.

The decoration and furnishings of this room can undoubtedly be described as high-end luxury.

And her ......

It's so simple that even a computer is a desktop big ass!

"This is Yiyi's room."

Seeing Han Yue's movements, Han's mother reminded in a cold voice, "Your room is next door." Don't feel unfair, what kind of person deserves what kind of room, your sister will be admitted to a prestigious university in the future, and a good room must be reserved for her. ”

Han Yue tilted her head, and looked at Han's mother with eyes that couldn't lift the slightest emotion: "Is it that if you have good grades, you are eligible to be treated preferentially?!" ”

"That's right! If you have the right to choose, a daughter like you who steals money and fights and doesn't learn well, I'd rather not give birth! ”

"If Yiyi wasn't good enough, my face would have been lost by you!"

The words that came out of Han's mother's mouth hurt more and hurt people.

Originally, Han Yue considered whether to fulfill her daughter's obligations after taking this body.

Now it seems!

No need!

"I'm not your daughter, your daughter is dead."

Han Yue dropped this sentence lightly.

After speaking, he closed the door directly and entered the second bedroom.

"You-"

Mother Han was so angry that her fingers trembled: "It's still like this, I've been locked up in a juvenile detention center for three years, and I haven't educated you well!" Why didn't you die inside, what did you do when you came back to the Han family?! ”

Every word of this was clearly heard by Han Yueqing.

There was not a trace of emotion on her face that was beyond indifference.

Or rather, she doesn't look like a flesh-and-blood person at all!

The desktop computer reflected Han Yue's face.

His face was full of sores, and his facial features were almost squeezed together.

It can be described as extremely ugly!

This face, compared to her in the previous life, is completely two extremes.

"Da Da Da ......"

Han Yue's five fingers fell on the keyboard, and she opened the international official website connection in her previous life, and she was about to enter the password! Inform some people that she is still alive.

But the next second!

"Dididi!"

"Wrong password."

Han Yue twisted his eyebrows slightly and entered again.

Gotta get it!

Or a mistake.

It's still the siren.

That's impossible!

Less than two days have passed since the plane exploded.

And only she knows the password for the international official website permission, and she has logged in a few minutes before she gets on the plane......

"Han Yaoyao?"

It was her sister who had been adopted back to the Han family in her previous life, she was the same age as her, she was proficient in imitation, and she was the only one who knew the password except her!

When she was doing tasks, Han Yaoyao had worked hard to be her stand-in several times......

Thinking of this, Han Yue picked up his mobile phone, pressed a string of phone numbers that were so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar, and called the Han family, the first family in the imperial capital.

"Doodoo ......"

"Hey, hello, who is it?"

The answer to Han Yue was still the housekeeper Cangsang's rich voice: "I'm looking for the second brother." ”

Familiar tones!

Frosty.

Alienated.

Obviously the timbre is different, but it can make the housekeeper hear a goosebump sound:

"You, who are you, who are you?"

"Butler, whose phone is it?"

Suddenly! A voice that looked like Hanyue's previous life came from the mobile phone speaker.

That moment.

In the room where Han Yue was, the air suddenly became cold!

"Miss, someone is looking for the second young master."

The butler replied respectfully to the person who spoke.

"Who's looking for the second brother?"

"Call me."

The public phone of the Han family was delivered to the girl, she picked up the phone, and asked in the usual tone of the cold moon: "Who?" ”

This one word!

Han Yue suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

From missions, to private jet accidents, to explosions......

None of that seems to be as simple as it seems.

In the cold black eyes of the cold moon, a dark light flashed.

She lowered her voice and said, "Miss Han, there is only one Hanyue, she passed away in the early hours of yesterday morning, who are you?" ”

Who are you?

The other party on the phone suddenly fell silent.

A few seconds later!

With shocking news, it suddenly crashed into Han Yue's ears!

Those five words are ridiculous to the extreme: "I am Hanyue!" ”