Chapter 133: The show is on

"Miss Ling," Aunt Xue shouted, and walked in.

But the next scene made her almost fall.

"Ahh

Wan Ling was a little teary-eyed, and saw that she was still holding a pair of scissors in her hand, as if she was planning to cut off her hair.

Aunt Xue hurriedly snatched the scissors from Wan Ling's hand and put them on the table next to her, and then hurriedly checked up and down to see if Wan Ling was injured there.

Seeing that Wan Ling's hair was just a little shorter, she said helplessly and distressedly: "Why does Miss Ling cut her hair so well, what a pity to cut such long and black hair." ”

Wan Ling was stunned, she looked up at Aunt Xue, and shouted softly in a light voice: "Aunt Xue? ”

Aunt Xue, who was fiddling with Wan Ling's hair, was suddenly shocked, and she grabbed Wan Ling's shoulders with both hands: "Miss Ling, did you call me Aunt Xue just now." ”

Wan Ling pursed his lips, and then said lightly, "Aunt Xue." ”

"Great," Aunt Xue looked happy: "Miss Ling, you are finally sober, great, great." ”

Wan Ling bowed her head, not that she was finally sober, but that she had always been sober, but she had been deceiving herself!

Trying to circle herself up, not wanting to ask about things that made her sad.

But she seems to understand now that if she continues like this, she will really be wasted for the rest of her life, and she still has a lot of things to do, and she wants to achieve them.

So the first step is to cut her long hair short and start a new life.

"If the prince knows, he must be very happy." Aunt Xue's voice rang in Wan Ling's ears.

Wan Ling was stunned, his eyes were a little trance-like, and the appearance of the young man coming over against the light once again appeared in his mind, really like the feeling of a person in the sky coming to the dust from the altar, like a fairy boy.

"No, Wan Ling is so well-behaved and eats on time, how can he be angry?" Once again, a gentle voice seemed to ring in the ears of all souls.

He ...... Is that my cousin......" Wan Ling whispered, tugging at the corners of his clothes with both hands.

Seeing Wan Ling's longing look, Aunt Xue couldn't help but smile slightly, and said softly: "Yes, the crown prince, he is your cousin, he is a very gentle and handsome person." ”

Wan Ling's originally dull eyes finally showed a slight light, brother, will she also have a brother?

Wan Ling has known that she doesn't like her parents since she was sensible, and her mother always looks at her with disgust, her father doesn't care, her sister is better than her, and her parents always want to hold the good ones in front of her sister.

At that time, when she was hiding in the corner and watched being surrounded by many people and her parents singing birthday songs around her sister, she was really envious, so envious that she often cried secretly alone.

She thought it was because her sister's excellent parents would like her sister so much, so she tried her best to make herself excellent, but no matter how good she was, she couldn't change her mother's disgusting and spitting eyes, so she gave up, since her parents didn't like her, she was like this!

Aunt Xue looked at the happy child's appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little pantothenic acid in her heart, no one cared about her since she was a child, if she wasn't still in Wanjia, she couldn't imagine what this child would become?

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Wanda Mao once again stepped into the house with a depressed appearance.

"Sir." The maid walked up and said.

Wan Damao didn't look at the maid, he walked into the house without squinting.

"You're back, this is the porridge I just made for you, since you're back, you have to make up for it."

Looking at Zhang Bangkok in front of him, Wanda Mao couldn't believe when the spicy, arrogant and unreasonable Bangkok became so gentle.

Is it because he's in prison?

Thinking of this, Wan Damao's eyes couldn't help but soften, and he held Zhang Bangkok's hand with both hands, "Bangkok is really hard for you, don't worry, you and Heer's things will not be snatched away by others." ”

Zhang Bangkok smiled softly and patted Wan Damao's hand, "I believe in you." ”

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^