Please keep a low profile, Madam Reborn

"It hurts, it hurts." Jian Luo felt his head exploded, extremely hot, and his consciousness was dizzy and blurred.

Faintly, she heard someone yelling anxiously in her ear.

no, right? !
Wasn't she pushed down the stairs to die?How can you still hear other people talking?

Jian Luo opened her eyes wide suddenly, her consciousness came to her senses in an instant, and she happened to meet a pair of clear and clean pupils.

"Xiao Miao, what's the matter with you, the wedding is about to begin."

wedding?

What wedding?who is she?
Countless questions filled the atrium. Suddenly, there was a throbbing pain in the head, and a large number of strange memories flooded into the mind.

Jian Luo's eyes were red, and she was very excited.

Unexpectedly, she was reborn.

Seeing her strange appearance, Ning Xin who was sitting beside her worriedly asked, "Xiao Miao, are you okay?"

Jian Luo took a deep breath, calmed down, and smiled slightly when she turned to look at her, "I'm fine."

"That's good. Marrying someone you don't like will make things difficult for you." Ning Xin heaved a sigh of relief and held her hand with a heavy expression.

Jane lowered her head and began to organize the information in her mind.

Heaven has eyes, since she was asked to do it all over again, she would definitely make Xia Mo brothers and sisters pay the price.

In this memory, the original owner, Song Miao, is holding a wedding, and the person to marry is Jiang Funian.

Jiang Funian, Jiang Rancheng's uncle, everything is really a coincidence.

A self-deprecating smile curled up on the corner of her lips, Jian Luo thought of what Xia Mo said before she died, and her heart suddenly ached.

If what Xia Mo said is true, then she is more than a stupid word to describe her.

Suddenly, a melodious and melodious mobile phone ringing in her ears interrupted her next thoughts.

After Ning Xin answered the phone, she smiled and said to her, "Xiao Miao, the wedding has begun."

Jian Luo was stunned for a moment, and then reached out to touch her hair. Although she had moved a little earlier, fortunately, the curled hair did not fall apart.

"Okay, let's go." She nodded calmly, and then slowly entered the hall with Ning Xin's support.

In the wedding hall, everyone in the wedding hall was filled with smiles on the face of the luxurious atmosphere.

From the moment she entered the hall, Jian Luo clearly felt a sharp gaze fall on her face.

This line of sight seemed to come from Jiang Funian on the stage.

He was wearing a crisp suit and stood upright. In his impression, Jiang Fu had served in the army, and he had a stalwart and upright military temperament from top to bottom.

It's just that this impression disappeared when he saw a provocative smile on the corner of his lips.

Not to be outdone, Jian Luo raised her head and looked at those deep and cold black eyes, a smell of gunpowder permeated between their eyes.

The original owner Song Miao and Jiang Fu Nian had always been at odds with each other, but they didn't know the purpose of the two rivals in the same wedding hall.

In Jane Luo's memory, there is no good explanation.

When Xu Bu walked on the stage, she didn't know what the two worlds of ice and fire were, and Jian Luo had a headache.

It's just that her complex mood dissipated when she inadvertently swept across the viewing platform, and then transformed into monstrous anger and hatred.

Xia Mo, it was actually Xia Mo? !
What's even more ridiculous is that at this time, Xia Mo is holding Jiang Rancheng's arm with a happy face.

The hands hanging by the sides were clenched into fists, Jian Luo looked at the deep smile in Jiang Rancheng's eyes, his pupils constricted, and he almost collapsed.

She was killed by Xia Mo, and Xia Mo benefited from it.

Jiang Rancheng, do you know all this?

Jian Luo was emotionally unstable, her eyes fixed on Xia Mo's direction, wishing to rush down and tear her face apart.

Because she was wearing a veil, people in the audience couldn't notice her abnormality, but Jiang Funian, who was beside her, could clearly feel the change in her mood.

Following her line of sight, what Jiang Funian saw turned out to be his good nephew, and his expression suddenly sank.

He reached out to her waist with one hand, and thrust it hard with revenge.

Pain struck, Jian Luo's eyes turned red, and she glared at him fiercely.

The other party threw a warning look at her.

Leaning over to her ear, Jiang Funian sternly said, "Be honest."

Jane Luo was dumbfounded with anger, and her delicate face flushed, but because of his disturbance, her violent mood eased a lot.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Luo was too lazy to argue with him.

When asked if she would like to become husband and wife with Jiang Fu Nian, Jian Luo turned flat and soft and said: "I am willing."

Seeing her acting, Jiang Fu laughed out loud, and when he held her hand, he said softly: "I am willing too."

As soon as the man's voice fell, the tall figure leaned down.

Jian Luo opened her eyes wide and took a few steps back.

Jiang Funian wrapped his arms around her shoulders, kissed her lightly on the corner of her lips, and quickly withdrew to leave, so fast that she had no time to react.

"Pa..." There was thunderous applause from the audience. After the exchange of rings, the wedding was over, and Jane breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Funian put his arms around her waist, Jian Luo's body trembled slightly, and subconsciously smiled at him.

The other party pursed his lips and looked at her deeply.Jian Luo felt extremely guilty, thinking that after all, the original owner, Song Miao, was extremely repulsive to Jiang Funian.

With a "snap", she opened the hand on her waist, her face turned cold.

Jiang Funian frowned, looking at her with dark eyes.

Jian Luo turned her head away, pretending not to know.

Jiang Funian's eyes darkened, and he glanced at the audience with subtle expressions, then put his arms around her waist again, and forcefully led her away from the stage.

Xia Mo and Jiang Rancheng walked towards them with smiles on their faces.

"Uncle."

Jiang Funian stopped in his tracks and hummed lightly.

Xia Mo looked at Jian Luo with a smile on his face, "Miss Song, congratulations."

Jian Luo held back the disgust in her heart, and looked at Jiang Rancheng slightly with the corners of her lips curled up, with a little doubt in her eyes on purpose.

"I seem to remember that it wasn't this young lady who stood by your side last time, right?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a bit of pain and regret on Xia Mo's face, and Jane sneered from the bottom of her heart, mocking herself secretly.

Jiang Rancheng was dissatisfied with her sudden question, and his face darkened.

Jane felt a chill in her heart.

"Uncle, I have something to tell you." Jiang Rancheng gave Jian Luo a cold look, and said to Jiang Funian.

Xia Mo stroked the broken hair on his forehead affectionately, "Then I will stay here with Miss Jian."

Jian Luo felt nauseous for a while, and almost vomited out what she ate this morning.

After Jiang Funian and the others left, Xia Mo took her arm with a smile on his face.

"Miss Jane, let's sit over there."

Her original voice was very sweet, but she had to add a bit of artificiality. Jian Luo heard goosebumps, and subconsciously shook off her hand.

Xia Mo's face turned blue, and he looked at her with a look of shock and anger, which immediately turned into a deep puzzlement.

"Sorry, I don't like people I don't know well to touch me, especially people with dirty hands. I have a cleanliness." Jian Luo smiled apologetically, and said something.

Xia Mo's body froze, and after looking at his hands, his face became even uglier.

Jian Luo casually said again: "By the way, Miss Xia, you wear too much perfume, it smells pungent, can Jiang Rancheng bear it?"

In my impression, Jiang Rancheng didn't like the smell of perfume the most. Why did she change her sex after she died.

"You..." Xia Mo walked forward, looking very ugly with gritted teeth.

But she just couldn't see through her vitriolic appearance before.

Jian Luo gave her a cold look, turned around and walked towards the corner.

Behind him, Xia Mo seemed to have been greatly humiliated, and a calculating light flashed quickly in his eyes.

Just wait and see.

Overwhelmed little hooves.