"Ling Feng didn't cheat..."Xian Zi almost lowered his voice, and a heavy anger filled his entire face...

If my body can move now, I really want to punch Nuwa in the face now.

After all, the incident between Ling Feng and Zhu Hibiscus was like a thorn in her heart, and whenever she encountered some sensitive topics or someone unintentionally mentioned them, the wound would become inflamed...

Whether or not someone calculates Ling Feng, all this is also due to his carelessness. If you had been cautious, it wouldn't have happened......

Nuwa knows very well how Xian Zi feels, after all, they are both women, if the person she loves deeply and other women have... It is estimated that there will be a bump in anyone's heart, like a crack in a smooth mirror.

Xian Zi's heart is indeed like this, I still remember that when she first learned about Ling Feng, she was silent for nearly ten days, no matter how Ling Feng knelt down in the wind and rain to admit her mistakes, but her heart was always like a hard stone, without any distress......

Because, she doesn't allow any flaws in love, if there is a little gap, her heart will panic.

This may have something to do with Xian Zi's childhood experience.

Xianzi came from a large family in the world and was very prestigious in the area where she lived.

Of course, all of this was established from scratch by Xianzi's parents.

Xianzi's father was originally also a noble son of a wealthy businessman, but because Xianzi's grandfather was framed by a traitor, his family fell into the middle of the road.

Xianzi's grandmother died suddenly, and her desolate situation was difficult to adapt to when she reached middle age, and she died depressed.

At that time, Xianzi's father was like a wild dog that everyone could fight, walking everywhere on the street, he would always be teased by people passing by.

He didn't respond quietly, nor did he hide in the house at night and cry secretly, but he was stunned on the road in a daze, and he was stunned for a long time.

The more time passed, the heavier the smell of Xianzi's father's depravity, because he had no money to tidy up his clothes and appearance, the sloppy beard would always add a thick layer of ink to his handsome face with extraordinary facial features, and the messy and sour clothes also blocked the light that the sturdy body should have.

The frustrated aura of the homeless man has completely replaced a trace of the original noble son's demeanor, and even the unyielding arrogance.

One day, a woman who was over forty years old but still had a thick rouge on her face came to his side.

Xianzi's father glanced at her—a handful of years, with a big red hairpin on her head; Although the years have passed, the breath of spring on his face is still revealed in the corners of his eyes that are stretched outward.

I'm like this! She won't want to look for me again...

Gently inhaled, although the rouge gouache on the woman's body was very strong, it was not pungent, and there was a refreshing floral fragrance, which showed that the price was extraordinary.

If you want to be such a rich woman, you should have seen a lot of the world, so it is impossible to find yourself for the reasons you thought before.

Thinking of this, Xianzi's father couldn't help but sneer at himself in his heart,

"It's all Zhu Bajie's face, and he shamelessly wants to look in the mirror all day long."

Then what is the so-called thing about her looking for me, Xianzi's father paused, and said lightly, "What is the matter?"

The woman smiled, and the folds on her face unfolded. She seemed to realize something, pressed the corners of her eyes with her fingers slightly, then retracted her smile, and slowly squatted down her somewhat rounded body,

"I want you to come to me for a job."