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"She's too ugly!" These words hit Yan Ying's forehead with a bang.

Yan Ying narrowed her eyes, and looked at Song Zijian dangerously, this person was a bit out of control.

Before she could make a move, she saw Song's mother hitting Song Zijian on the back of the head with an iron sand palm: "You son of a bitch, why are you talking to the girl?"

Song Zijian: "Mom, I'm not" He thought they were two sisters, at least they looked five points alike, just like him and his elder brother, but why are reality and imagination two different things.

Seeing the hero's bewildered reaction, Yan Ying burst out laughing.

At this moment, she changed her mind.

Yan Ying originally decided to refund the dowry money, and after negotiating a deal with her family, she went to the town to rent a house to study, but now she felt that she had to let this non-speaking male partner know:

What is misfortune coming from the mouth;

What is evil in the world;

What does it mean to invite God is easy, but it is difficult to send God away.

The decision in her heart can only be made in an instant, Yan Ying has always let her temper go, since she decided to marry the male partner, she immediately made a change to the status quo, using her emotional intelligence to please the Song family who already had a crush on her. Parents, it's a piece of cake.

The parents of the Song family, who had been murmuring in their hearts, had a high degree of favorability towards Yan Ying. To the Song family, the gift money Song Zijian gave yesterday was nothing worth mentioning. Today, they also brought two bottles of good wine. Now, in front of her parents, she directly confirmed the marriage.

Song Zijian: "No, I disagree now"

But his weak resistance was inconspicuous in front of the beaming crowd, without splashing the slightest splash.

Three days later, Yan Ying tidied up all the things in the house. Some workbooks and books were put into the space that Taobao came with, and the rest of the clothes were put into the luggage.

Once again, I looked back at the courtyard where the original owner lived from childhood to adulthood, and secretly reached out to cover the position of my heart: Your wish, I will fulfill it for you.

After Yan's parents sent her out, Yan's mother picked up a bowl of water and splashed it on Yan Ying's heels, saying, "Don't come back to the water spilled by a married girl."

This drop of water instantly wiped away all Yan Ying's reluctance and parting.

The string on Yan Ying's forehead is jumping, this couple is so good at refreshing her offline, since she came to this world, she has been enduring this pair of wonderful parents, I really don't know how the original owner survived under the oppression of this couple It's so big, it's almost like a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

In fact, the reason why she didn't do anything to them was because of two words: blood relationship.

Chinese people are a race that pays great attention to kinship. As the saying goes in ancient times, blood is thicker than water, and filial piety is greater than the sky. It is especially important for people.

For the original owner, no matter how bad the family is to her, it is the parents who raised her, their own family affairs, not Yan Ying, an outsider who can set Duo up. It is because of understanding the psychology of the original owner that Yan Ying keeps hiding Fa, just looking for a chance to leave.

If she is really like those time-traveling heroines in the novel, who just passed through, abused the scum and beat her face, designed to get the super parents into the situation, and ruined the original family, then the only one waiting for Yan Ying in the end is Bai Gan One game, or the points are negative.

The white cloud pattern on Yan Ying's wrist flickered, and then disappeared. In the system space, the little white cloud swished to a soul body and dangled continuously.

The system cheerfully said: "The host of its contract this time is also too smart. Compared with the previous taskers, they are all pig brains. No wonder they only experienced one world before they died because of the original owner's soul-body riot."

In this pure white space, a soul that is about to be transparent is watching every move of the tasker Yan Ying, and this soul body is the dead original body, the commissioner of the task.

After the original body heard the inner activities of the tasker Yan Ying, he suddenly smiled, with a hint of madness before death in his eyes: "Actually, you are right, no matter how bad my parents are, they gave birth to me , if my family suffers because of you, then I will drag you to die together!"

The madness of the soul body scared Bai Yun away.

Outside the space, Yan Ying resisted the turmoil in her heart that wanted to teach the couple a lesson, but when she thought that the original owner had severed the relationship with her parents, the two had nothing to do with each other, so she suppressed the anger in her heart, turned her head and left.

I don't want to come back in this life.

Song Zijian watched from the front, and suddenly felt that her parents were too cruel, and this ugly girl was actually quite pitiful.

"Hey, let me warn you, come into my house, although you are my fiancee in name, but in fact I treat you as my younger sister, you have to listen to me in everything from now on, and you are not allowed to expose our relationship in front of my parents , and don't speak ill of me..."

Yan Ying said impatiently: "Shut up, make noise"

Song Zijian: "Hey, you ugly girl, why are you talking to me like that, you, don't go so fast, stop for me, stop"

Yan Yingli ignored him and walked straight forward.

The two walked all the way to the town and entered through the family building. Yan Ying was warmly welcomed by the Song family. Mother Song cooked a table of delicious dishes and cleaned the room, especially Yan Ying's bedroom. Old and beautiful.

At the dinner table, the whole family brought food to Yan Ying. Song's father took out the good wine he had collected for many years to welcome the second daughter-in-law, including Song Zichen, who also gave Yan Ying a meeting gift.

"Thank you, Mom and Dad, brother"

Yan Ying happily hugged the gift, feeling that she had once again enjoyed the joy of plucking wool from her elders.

Song's mother took a white flour steamed bun and stuffed it to Yan Ying: "Yingying, that's what I call you. I always treat my daughter-in-law as my own daughter. I know you are still young. I discussed it with your father. What is the relationship between you and Zijian?" Do it three years after the wedding"

"You can live at home with peace of mind, and don't worry about it. If you have any questions, just ask, and Mom will take care of it for you." After finishing speaking, he took out 100 yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Yan Ying's hand.

"This money is a meeting gift from your parents. You keep it carefully. Girls are cute, so you can use it to buy yourself clothes..."

Although Song's mother has a violent temper, she is really gentle when she is gentle. When she thinks of what to say, she will not lie to you. Yan Ying suddenly understood why the original owner wanted to give the Song family's parents to the end of their pension. Even her , was also very moved at this moment.

After dinner, Mother Song brought Yan Ying into her room. Song Zijian was stopped when he was about to go back to the room: "Mom, what are you doing? I'm going to sleep."

Song's mother glared at him. She used to think her son was ignorant, but now she looks like a fool: "I tidy up this room for Yingying to live in. You will sleep in the guest room from now on."

Song Zijian looked at his mother, then at Yan Ying, he felt pitiful for the ugly girl just now, but now she is living in her own room, and he is going to sleep miserable in the small guest room, what is it? Who is miserable.

Accompanied by Song's mother, Yan Ying tidied up her clothes. When she turned on the light and saw the cut apples on the table, she suddenly smiled and said to the parents-in-law that it wouldn't hurt to marry the male partner.