An orphan girl whose parents are unknown, a parasitic fence, and an adopted daughter.

The three words, each of them, were like a sharp blade, invisibly stabbing into Jian Sangyu's heart.

is all laughing at Jian Sangyu, she has changed from a little princess who is pampered in the palm of her hand to an orphan girl under the fence overnight.

Between heaven and earth, one up and one down, it's just that.

These things are one thing for Jian Sangyu to know in her heart, but it is another thing to be so bloody to be revealed. This so-called correct name seems to be saying good things for Jian Sangyu, but in fact, every word is ridiculing and ridiculing Jian Sangyu, a white and beautiful person, who is completely defeated.

Jian Sangyu stayed for a long time before she came back to her senses, raised her eyes, and saw that Jiang Xing and Gu Shen were both looking at her with a worried look.

She was stunned, then hooked the corners of her lips, her voice trembling a little, "Why are you looking at me like this, I'm fine, after all, what you say is the truth, isn't it?" ”

"Little Sangyu, don't be like this." Jiang Xing couldn't see Jian Sangyu smiling the most, obviously feeling uncomfortable, but he still pretended not to care at all and laughed desperately.

"I'm really fine." Jian Sangyu shook her head gently, "I am an unknown parent, I am the adopted daughter of the Jian family, this is an indisputable fact." ”

So, she couldn't refute it.

Gu Shen clearly saw that Jian Sangyu's eyes turned red a little bit.

These words are more hurtful than questioning that the lyrics were not written by her.

Gu Shen stretched out his hand, directly pulled Jian Sangyu into his arms, pressed her head in front of his chest, and said in a low voice, "If you're not happy, you don't have to laugh, no one makes you have to laugh whether you're happy or not." ”

"Yes, yes, little Sangyu, if you are not happy, you cry, you see you like this, it makes people feel so distressed." Jiang Xing nodded, and then said, "Also, who said that you are not Bai Fumei?" Look at you, how white your skin is, how beautiful you look, who dares to say that you have no money? To say that you have no money is to look down on my brother and our Gu family. ”

Jian Sangyu, who was still sour and sour in her heart, was stunned by Jiang Xing's laughter.

"It's so rare to hear you praise people like that." Jian Sangyu raised her head from Gu Shen's arms and smiled at Jiang Xing, thought about it, snorted again, looked up at Gu Shen, and said aggrievedly, "I just don't have any money, my money, I will buy you a watch." ”

"I have." Gu Shen's voice was soft, with two points of helplessness, "Mine, yours, there is no difference." ”

"What's yours is mine?" Jian Sangyu asked in a low voice, and after asking, he gently continued, "Mine or mine?" ”

Jiang Xing sat there and sighed at Jian Sangyu.

"Look at you." Jiang Xing saw that Jian Sangyu was not as sad as just now before he said to Gu Shen, "Brother, this matter, we still have to check it, and see where the little fairy who is qualified and has been telling the truth is sacred." ”

There are many people who know the relationship between Jian Sangyu and the Jian family, but no one is so bored that they will use other people's family history on the Internet to attract attention.

Moreover, Jian Sangyu has been debuting for so long, and this little fairy who has always told the truth suddenly appeared today, and it doesn't look like a coincidence.

This little fairy who tells the truth is another new number that she has just applied for at first glance, so Jiang Xing doubts which studio's trumpet this number is.

Or, it is possible, this trumpet is the trumpet of some people.

For example, Jian Jiayue.