Shenhao: I'm really a big villain

Tianyu City, an old, dilapidated suburb.

On a slightly crowded tube building, a woman in light-colored silk pajamas was sitting on a rocking chair made of bamboo and rattan. The sun was just shining on her body, adding a bit of tranquility and peace to her, just like in a book. The ladies depicted are gentle and graceful.

She stared peacefully at a book in her hand, reading it carefully, with great interest.

From time to time, on that elegant and beautiful face, there will be a knowing smile, as if seeing some interesting records, and laughing it off.

During this period of time, Yu Wanqiu's life was very peaceful, and some neighbors who used to be noisy, also began to move away due to some unknown reasons.

Without being disturbed by others, Yu Wanqiu, who loves tranquility, feels more and more that such a day is the happy life she dreams of.

There is no need to carefully play the role of mistress in a big family.

There is no need to show a hypocritical and kind smile in front of people.

She didn't like the Patriarch of the Wang family at all, and the reason why she stayed in the Wang family before was entirely driven by some interests.

The Wang family is willing to be a vassal of the Yu family and is willing to make a confession.

And the Yu family also needs to give the Wang family some substantial benefits, so that the Wang family can use the power of the Yu family to further expand the business of the Wang family and strive for more benefits.

Therefore, she, one of the four beauties in the capital, became the so-called mistress of the royal family.

Everything is so natural.

When she felt that she was about to die of old age in that cage of the Wang family, an accident happened.

Although there were some twists and turns in the process, the result was not so unacceptable.

At least, the current life is what she yearns for the most.

As for the death of the head of the Wang family, she would not blame anyone.

Even if she didn't want to understand many things that middle-aged man did, she still felt dirty just hearing a few words.

If it wasn't for her being the direct descendant of the Yu family, how could she be so leisurely in the Wang family and still be able to make the head of the Wang family stay away?

In the final analysis, the Patriarch of the Wang Family and her were nothing more than an exchange of interests.

As the mistress of the Wang family, she rejected all suitors and avoided being used as a bargaining chip in marriage by the family.

The head of the Wang family relied on the Yu family represented behind her to take advantage of the opportunity to make money.

Now, it is two completely different lives.

Compared with being the mistress of the Wang family and being respected by the head of the Wang family, now, even though sometimes, she can't help herself and loses the innocence she has always guarded.

But measuring it from the bottom of her heart, she was more disgusted with the period of being the mistress of the Wang family than the short period of involuntary involuntary.

Of course, it doesn't mean that she has any good feelings for Qin Lang, but simply thinks that a family like the Wang family doesn't quite fit her personality.

Even if it's just the title mistress in name, it makes her feel bad.

Fortunately, the Wang family has disappeared completely now, and she is living the peaceful life she dreamed of.

Feeling happy in her heart, Yu Wanqiu reached for a cup of fragrant tea on the table next to her, brought it to her face and took a sip, then subconsciously glanced downstairs.

With just one glance, the four looked at each other, and then quickly withdrew their gaze.

The peaceful smile on his face also disappeared.

Yu Wanqiu closed the book, walked to the inner room, looked at Zhao Mingyue who came out of the kitchen, and said with a straight face, "When someone knocks on the door, don't open it!"

"what?"

Zhao Mingyue, who was wearing an apron, held the dishes in her hands, wondering and puzzled.

And at this moment, Zhao Mingyue noticed a familiar figure falling on the balcony from mid-air, she opened her mouth wide in surprise, her whole body trembled in fright, almost reflexive fear.

"Wanqiu, you are too out of touch, aren't you? It's hard to see you, but you are so indifferent, it makes me feel very uncomfortable!"

Qin Lang stepped forward playfully, and hugged Yu Wanqiu's slender but charming waist from behind.

Shi Ya's words woke him up.

If it weren't for that poetic expression of true feelings, he would have almost forgotten Yu Wanqiu, the daughter of luck.

It can't be blamed that he doesn't remember things, it's because Yu Wanqiu's temperament is too quiet, she doesn't fight at all.

Even after a few months, there will be no news in front of him.

With Yu Wanqiu like this, there will be no situation where she will take the initiative to deliver it to her door.

If he didn't come over in person, even in another ten years, Yu Wanqiu would not go to him.

Yu Wanqiu broke Qin Lang's arm with her hand, and when she saw that it wouldn't move, she gave up, her elegant and beautiful face was cold, "Am I so familiar with you? We are two strangers, is it possible, why not?" What are the feelings?"

"So, you don't have me in your heart at all?" Qin Lang sighed, and then joked again, "But why, when Ye Chen was killed earlier, the Yu family sent so many priests to come forward?

I remember the last time we parted, you said that even if you die, you can't be used by me, let alone be driven by me? "

Yu Wanqiu's coldness is real,

It's not a lie, but it's not a lie.

If you don't take him seriously, even if you remember it, it's not worth his trip.

But this Yu Wanqiu, isn't what she did inconsistent with what she said?

The more such duplicity, the more Qin Lang felt an urgent desire to conquer.

If you can't get it, you will always be on the verge of fleas!

Yu Wanqiu kept a cold face, but she didn't refute, and snorted angrily, "Since you already know, what are you talking about? What's on your mind here, do you want me to say it again?"

"What can I think? It's just that I came to have a meal with you."

Qin Lang didn't look away at all, he sat on the armchair boldly, hugged Yu Wanqiu on his lap with one hand, turned to Zhao Mingyue who was next to him with a cold face, and urged bluntly, "What are you still looking at here, I don't know To serve the food? Hurry up!"

"Oh, okay, I'll go, let's go!"

The terrified Zhao Mingyue didn't dare to resist, and didn't dare to have any bad thoughts. She hurriedly brought a few dishes of home-cooked stir-fry from the kitchen to the table, and then stood tremblingly by the side, not daring to speak anymore. .

Qin Lang tasted a few sips on his own, and glanced at the trembling Zhao Mingyue beside him with some surprise.

I haven't noticed it, I haven't seen it for a while, this girl with the same name as my cheap old mother-in-law, is pretty good at cooking?

"It tastes alright, would you like to try it?"

Qin Lang used the chopsticks he had picked up to hold a piece of fried meat, and handed it to Yu Wanqiu's mouth.

Yu Wanqiu shyly said angrily, "Can you put me down?"

"Having eaten this, you can consider it." Qin Lang raised his eyebrows.

Yu Wanqiu frowned, hesitated for a moment, opened Han Dan's small mouth, and bit down on the fried pork.

Due to the poor cooperation, Yu Wanqiu, whose hands were hugged, had no way to pick up a tissue to wipe it off, and could only subconsciously lick the oily stains on the corners of her mouth.

And the moment she just stretched out the lilac, Qin Lang came over uninvited, and held the lilac even with his lips.

After tasting it carefully, Qin Lang hugged Yu Wanqiu by the waist, his eyes were red.

Can't hold it anymore!

A decent person can't stand a test like Yu Wanqiu's!

Bang!

Qin Lang resolutely threw Yu Wanqiu on the bed, and just about to bully him, Yu Wanqiu's water-like eyes were filled with extreme shame and anger.

Following his gaze, it was Zhao Mingyue standing not far from the door.

Qin Lang grabbed a thick ancient book on the bedside table and threw it in Zhao Mingyue's direction.

Peng!

Accompanied by the sound of hitting the ground, Zhao Mingyue rolled her eyes and lost consciousness.