Zhuo Qin seemed to be so disappointed in her daughter for the first time, she stumbled upstairs, took a box down, and then threw a black and white photo on the coffee table in front of Su Xiaoyan:

"I know that you think you are superior, and even look down on me as a mother, because you are more beautiful than me, and you are more beautiful than our Zhuo family.

Then look at who inherited your beauty! ”

The photo is a group photo of a pair of young men and women, the girl is smiling brightly, and from the outline of her facial features, it can be vaguely judged that it is Zhuo Qin.

And the biggest feeling in that photo turned out to be - it was too incompatible!

is not in the eyes of outsiders, that poor boy is not worthy of the eldest lady of the Zhuo family.

is Zhuo Qin, who has an ordinary appearance and rustic temperament, is not worthy of the young man who is very beautiful and artistic.

This man's facial features made Su Xiaoyan tremble.

There is no need to confirm it at all, and there is no need to do any paternity test, the contours of her facial features, especially the sexy plump lips that she is proud of, are almost exactly the same as this man.

Su Xiaoyan fell softly on the sofa, her face turned pale, and she said unconsciously:

"No, that's not true. I don't believe it, I don't want it, I don't want such a father. How can you, how can you do this to me?

Even if you are willing to fall, you will cause me to suffer with you. Wasn't he killed by his uncle, and why is he still alive?

Why did he come out alive to plague us? Why didn't he die? Does he think my reputation has not been ruined badly? Is he trying to make me never turn over again?

It must be Lin Mumu, it must be Lin Mumu who has come to avenge her mother.

It's all you, it's all you who even killed your own sister, and someone's daughter came to take revenge, why didn't she look for you, why did she harm me?

She robbed me of everything, robbed me of Yuan Shao, and arranged such a shameful father for me. ”

Su Xiaoyan has been completely defeated, and she can't care about Zhuo Qin's feelings, and she begins to complain without words.

Zhuo Qin glanced at Su Xiaoyan in disappointment, didn't accept the photos, and went upstairs with a cold face.

When he went upstairs and returned to his bedroom, Zhuo Qin couldn't support it anymore and fell on the bed crying silently.

She didn't know how long she had been crying before she could control her emotions, and through the translucent window, she watched the dark crowd outside the window surrounding the familiar and unfamiliar man.

He, how did he become like this?

Zhuo Qin couldn't help but turn on the TV and listen to the news reporter's broadcast.

Feida's voice was already hoarse and he couldn't speak at all, but he was a literary artist, and he wrote with a beautiful brush Xiaoli, and he was using a brush to write about his experience to reporters.

While reporting on the surrounding situation and introducing celebrities such as Zhuo Qin and Su Xiaoyan, the reporters came over every few minutes to pick up a piece of paper he had written, showed it to the audience, and read it out by the way.

At this time, what is being said is that Lang's concubine wanted to elope, but it turned out that his sweetheart married, and when he was in the most desperate time of his life, he ushered in the killing of his lover.

He knew that he was not worthy of Zhuo Qin, and she gave up her elopement plan with him, even if he was in pain, he could understand it. He could leave silently and endure the pain alone.

But why did she kill him?

If he hadn't pretended to be dead at that time, he wouldn't have lived to this day. But his throat was still dumbened by the poison of those people, and his face was also scratched by them.

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