The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

Ningxia said "Ling Weiwei", and Shen Yajun, who fell on the ground and howled in a low voice, raised her head suddenly.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, Shen Yajun sucked in the air-conditioning and sat up straight, smiling at Ningxia, "Ningxia, she is not Ling Weiwei."

Ning Xia was startled, and Shen Yajun continued: "She is Lin Weiwei, Lin Weiwei of the Lin Group."

With a face full of incomprehension, Shen Yajun said to herself: "Lin Weiwei, I don't know what happened, let you survive the fire in Yulanyuan, let alone become Ling Weiwei, but I have to Said, compared with you, our plastic surgery and so on are simply insignificant."

There was a momentary blankness on his face, the gun in Ning Xia's hand slowly lowered, and when he looked at Lin Weiwei again, his eyes were strange.

Ningxia hated Ling Weiwei.

At the same time, he was extremely jealous of her.

The biological mother died early, and the father remarried. Ordinarily, such a Ling Weiwei would depend on her father's face and her stepmother's face, and lived carefully.

But Ling Weiwei lives more willfully than anyone else.

As the best best friend, Ningxia is not unenvious. When she becomes more envious and loses her mentality, she will naturally become jealous.

When Ling Weiwei intervened about her biological father, and after Ning Fei committed suicide, Ning Xia even passed the guilt of her mother's suicide on Ling Weiwei.

After three years of separation, they returned to Ningxia in city A. On the one hand, they wanted to find out who had betrayed their mother, and on the other hand, they wanted Ling Weiwei to pay the price they deserved.

But at this moment, Shen Yajun said that Ling Weiwei standing opposite her was actually Lin Weiwei.

She and Lin Weiwei don't have any deep hatred.

Sensitively grasping the relief in Ningxia's eyes, Shen Yajun quickly said: "Ningxia, you and Lin Weiwei have no grievances, but she doesn't think so."

"As soon as she appeared, relying on Ling Weiwei's identity, she snatched away Leng Jinran."

In a word, Ningxia's heart suddenly burst into flames of anger.

Leng Jinran.

Thinking of that tall and straight figure, Ning Xia's already withered heart felt another ripple.

On the side, Shen Yajun said with a smile: "I saw with my own eyes that Leng Shao accompanied Lin Weiwei to the cemetery to pay homage to the Lin family couple."

"Ningxia, after all, you know Leng Shao earlier than Lin Weiwei, but she took Ling Weiwei's body, knowing that you like Leng Shao, but still relying on her own convenience, she took away Leng Shao. .”

"Ningxia, you hate Lin Weiwei, but she is my enemy. We have a common goal and shouldn't kill each other. What do you think?"

Sentence after sentence, Shen Yajun turned his head quickly, trying his best to confuse Ningxia.

Sure enough, thinking of Leng Jinran's Ningxia, bloodthirsty hatred once again floated in his eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the movement in the car, and seeing Da Mao nodded to him invisibly, Lin Weiwei, who had been silently trying to give Da Mao a chance, said, "Ningxia, ask yourself, what happened to your mother's suicide? Does it matter to me?"

"Whether it's Ling Weiwei or Lin Weiwei, what kind of enmity do we have, and why have we come to this point?"

Asking in a cold voice, Lin Weiwei looked at Ningxia, "It's agreed, exchange Shen Yajun for the plastic surgeon, I did it, and are you going to break your promise?"

"Ningxia, don't listen to her, we are on the same side..."

Shen Yajun roared loudly, "Ningxia, kill Lin Weiwei, kill her, let the plastic surgeon help you change your face, let's go abroad together, and I'll give you half of the Shen family's wealth, okay?"

"Ningxia, I won't lie to you, we are sisters, have you forgotten?"

The shrill voice echoed in the cold wind. After a long time, Ningxia came to his senses and pointed the gun at Lin Weiwei.

On the snowy ground, a smug smile appeared on Shen Yajun's lips.

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