Fast-wearing female supporting role always acts as a demon

Chapter 100 The counterattack of the married daughter-in-law (25)

In a society ruled by law, you still play this game?

Ye Meng was heartbroken, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.

After that, she secretly complained to the system: [Did you see it?I didn't do anything~ Obviously this stupid heroine is messing around and trying to harm me! 】

The system is silent.

Ye Meng: 【To this kind of self-defeating player, should I continue to pretend to be stupid and be willing to be killed by her?Even if it is a cannon fodder female supporting role, it would be too tragic to hang on to such a meaningless link, right? 】

Life is not easy, the system sighs.

The corners of Ye Meng's lips curled up, and she smiled, "Thank you, sister~ But I'm not very thirsty right now, I'll go upstairs to pack my things, and I'll move out later."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ye Ziyan to respond, she went upstairs directly.

Ye Ziyan regained her composure and quickly chased after her, and she saw Ye Meng arranging her clothes.

"What are you doing here? Want to leave? Parents are not at home, how can you sneak away?"

Ye Meng turned a deaf ear, packed her things as quickly as possible, and walked to Ye Ziyan with two big boxes on one side and one on the right.

"Miss Ye, this is the end of the matter, between us, do we still need to live under the same roof under the mask of hypocrisy?"

Ye Ziyan frowned, "What do you mean?"

Ye Meng tilted her head slightly, and laughed out loud, "Thanks to your parents for taking care of you in the past few years, I am grateful in my heart. If it wasn't like this, I wouldn't come back here knowing that I'm a substitute marriage pawn Come."

Ye Ziyan's face darkened for a moment, and she began to tremble.

"I've been your pawn for so long, I'm done with this kindness, right? As for your family, you don't think about me at all. You know that marrying Fan Li will be a tragic end, but you still try your best to push me to marry him." He. For this reason, I will take away the last available funds of your Ye family as compensation, isn't it too much?"

"Ye Meng! What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Am I talking nonsense?" Ye Meng stepped forward and looked straight into Ye Ziyan's eyes.

"Why don't you take the time to ask your parents, are they really kind enough to send me to learn the piano? Or, do you really want Sister Ling to teach me how to walk on stage and become a model? Ye Ziyan, maybe you didn't participate in every event. I can only say that there are many things you don't know!"

The inexplicable sense of oppression, like a heavy object falling from the sky, slapped Ye Ziyan's body fiercely. For a while, she couldn't say a word.

It wasn't until Ye Meng left in a flurry and was about to leave the gate that Ye Ziyan finally realized: Tonight, Ye Meng must not be allowed to leave this house!
Thinking of this, Ye Ziyan ran at the speed of a [-]-meter race, and was about to catch Ye Meng.

In the next second, Hui Yinhong walked into the house first and Ye Liansheng, glanced impatiently at Ye Meng who was carrying the box, then turned to look at Ye Ziyan and the soda water in her hand with a motherly smile.

"Yanyan is so obedient, you know mom will be thirsty? By the way, why is Fan Xing outside, asking you out?" He took the soda water and drank it down with his head raised.

Ye Ziyan was stunned for a few seconds, then screamed heart-piercingly: "Mom—"

Behind him, the sound of Hui Yinhong plopping to the ground came.

Ye Meng shrugged helplessly, raised his eyes and met Fan Xing's deep and dark eyes, at this moment, only Ye Meng was in his eyes.

Along the way, Ye Meng looked very happy, even humming a little song.

Fan Xing was silent for a long time, but still asked: "Ye Ziyan accidentally tricked her mother, aren't you afraid?"

Of course Ye Meng knew what he was talking about, and with the virtues of the Ye family, she might be able to rely on her.

And she just shrugged and smiled, squinting her eyes and staring at Fan Xing, "You can handle it, won't you?"

(End of this chapter)