Chapter 12 Xiao Jinglian returns home

There was nothing to say all the way, although Xiao Jinglian was very calm on the surface, she was still very worried in her heart.

When she wrote the novel, she didn't involve the Zhan family too much, because she had lingering palpitations and didn't want to think about it again.

Ten years ago, she married into the Zhan family, in addition to being afraid that the people of the Zhan family would find out that she was not from the Ye family, but just an impostor, she was even more sneered at by the Zhan family, and her self-esteem was trampled under their feet.

After Xiao Jinglian regained her memory, she asked herself more than once, why is she so cheap? Why do you even dream of being recognized by the Zhan family? Why is writing a novel and fantasizing that Zhan Ying can love himself?

Soon, I arrived at the old mansion of the war family.

The old mansion of the Zhan family is located in the most prosperous area of the imperial capital, and its value is immeasurable.

After Xiao Jinglian got out of the car, she looked at the gorgeous European-style villa in front of her, with a complicated look in her eyes.

Back to the Zhan family, she didn't come to be angry, if anyone dared to bully her this time, she would definitely make the other party regret doing so.

From childhood to adulthood, Xiao Jinglian's courage is very small, she has never quarreled with anyone, and when she is wronged, she will only hide and be sad alone.

Xiao Jinglian hesitated for a moment, it was Zhan Ying who took her hand and led her into Zhan's house, and Zhan Ying followed behind them.

After entering the gate of the Zhan family, Xiao Jinglian was stopped by an arrogant and shocked voice: "Ye Qiao! ”

Xiao Jinglian looked up at her, and continued to walk forward, because in her heart, there was no Ye Qiao in this world, and she would not admit that she was Ye Qiao.

The snarky voice sounded again, "That's right! Ye Qiao was originally an impostor, and I wouldn't have the face to admit it! ”

Zhan Xinyi is the daughter of Zhan Ying's second uncle, three months younger than Zhan Ying.

Xiao Jinglian still used her as air, she squatted down and said to Zhan Tear Night: "Take me to your room!" It's noisy here. ”

Zhan Ying looked at Zhan Xinyi, and there seemed to be a sharp blade hidden in his eyes, which made people shudder.

Zhan Xinyi is used to flying and domineering, although he is afraid, his momentum is still very arrogant.

Zhan Junyi, the daughter of the third uncle of Zhan Ying next to her, shook her big waves, looked at Xiao Jinglian with contempt, and mocked casually: "I haven't seen you for seven years, what's the matter, learn to pretend to be tall, and there is no one in your eyes." Don't you look in the mirror and see if you have this capital! ”

Seeing this scene in front of him, his eyes were so cold that they almost froze, and those mean words entered his ears word for word, hitting his young heart.

No wonder my mother doesn't like to take care of my father, and it's no wonder that Zhan Ying, the living king of Hades who everyone fears, turned into a little sheep in seconds the moment he saw his mother.

Father is still here, these two damn old women are blatantly bullying me, it's time to punish them.

Before the night of the war was broken, Zhan Ying rushed to the two of them, opened his bow left and right, and one of them slapped both of them.

Although Zhan Ying didn't use all his strength this time, he also used five points of strength, and after a while, Zhan Xinyi and Zhan Junyi's faces turned into pig's heads.

The two of them looked at Zhan Ying in disbelief, and they didn't dare to say a word, this time they were really scared from the bottom of their hearts.

Xiao Jinglian was also quite shocked, she thought she was dazzled, and rubbed her eyes vigorously, but she still saw Zhan Xinyi and Zhan Junyi's swollen faces several times.

Zhan Ying stood up for herself, Xiao Jinglian never dreamed of it, she only fantasized about it when she was writing novels.

For the night of the war, two slaps are too light, he will not let go of these two old witches, and when their faces are swollen, he will give them a bigger surprise.