The name of the Italian is long and tongue-twisting, Yin Wushuang looked at it and barely remembered the suffix, she is now "Aslan".

Jun Xie also remembered a suffix, he is "full".

Zoe walked in the front to lead the way, Yin Wushuang and Jun Xie followed.

Unlike the war outside, the inside of Bisen City is still a normal phenomenon.

There is a look of pride in the faces of the people who sell things, the shopping that goes shopping, especially when you see them.

How can you not be proud of being able to enjoy a pure land in a country with civil war?

But they didn't know that the cruelty of the real guns outside, what they faced was even more cruel and terrifying.

There were also children laughing and playing, and Zoe whispered: "Turn left at the third intersection, it's 'our' home, Miss Yin, your identity is a bit complicated, and it may be a little troublesome." ”

"What is ...... A little trouble? Yin Wushuang twisted his eyebrows, and the mobilization of facial muscles made the birthmark that was originally oozing even more infiltrating.

"Aslan is the eldest daughter of a wealthy merchant in Bisson City, but she was born with a birthmark, which is considered ominous and kicked out of the family. Aslan originally had a baby parent, and his fiancé was the son of another wealthy businessman, Aslan admired his handsomeness, but this handsome boy brother loved Aslan's sister even more, and didn't like Aslan, an ugly girl with a birthmark. ”

"Sounds a bit bloody." Yin Wushuang touched the birthmark on his face.

When Yin Wushuang touched the birthmark, a female voice "ohgod" came from across the road.

Yin Wushuang looked over and saw a woman in a white suspender dress covering her mouth with a delicate and beautiful small fan.

Next to the woman stood a handsome brown-haired man in a suit and leather shoes, who looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

"My ugly sister, it turned out to be really you, why did you come back here?!" The woman in the long skirt stepped on high heels, holding the arm of the handsome brown-haired man, crossing the road, and blocked in front of Yin Wushuang without saying a word.

The man's eyes were full of contempt.

"Look at your clothes, my God." The woman in the white dress pulled out the feather fan, and while fanning the wind pretentiously, she looked down at Yin Wushuang: "I remember when we drove you out of the family, we gave you a sum of money, and you are actually like this...... So depressed and miserable! ”

It was the beginning of March, spring was in full bloom, and it was not hot enough to fan the wind.

Yin Wushuang glanced at the fan of the woman in the white dress, as if there was a white diamond on each fan bone.

Before she could say a word, the woman in the white dress added, "Don't look at it, this is a gift from Jon, and I know you're dying of jealousy." ”

Jon touched the face of the woman in the white dress and said softly, "Wendy, she is no longer your sister, have you forgotten that she is ominous and has been driven out?" Looking at her dejected appearance, it is not difficult to guess that she has just crawled out of the pile of dead people. Let's go, in case of some malaria, it's not good. ”

Through the dialogue between these two people, it was not difficult for Yin Wushuang to get several pieces of information.

First: Wendy, a woman in a white dress, is Aslan's sister.

Second: Jon, the man in the suit, used to be Aslan's doll kiss and the person Aslan admired.

The love of a wealthy family with dog blood.

"Don't do that, Jon, there's something I have to say." Wendy shook her head, closed her fan, and pointed at Yin Wushuang's nose with the tip of her feather fan: "Aslan, I don't care what you have experienced outside, but you are no longer a member of my family, don't use your old-fashioned way of crying and making trouble to threaten my father to let you into the mansion." If you are living on a tight basis, I will give you another sum of money for the sake of the sisters. ”