After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

The Anya in front of her is like an exquisite painting, which is stunning. Her beauty is like a blooming flower, exuding a faint fragrance that is irresistible. Her face is as gentle as her cousin's, so beautiful that it makes people admire her. However, this beauty has an indescribable affinity that makes people feel like a spring breeze. When she caught a glimpse of Anya's photo on the news about Lu Qian and Anya's engagement, she just felt that she had a similar face to Wen Wen, that's all. However, when Anya actually stood in front of Wen Qing, she truly felt the shock.

Wen Qing was surprised that there were such similar people in the world, as if twins had reappeared in the world. Anya and her cousin are gentle, their smiles, eyes, and even every move are exactly the same, as if they are two identical copies.

Anya's eyes were like bright stars, shining with gentle light. Her smile is like the spring sunshine, warm and friendly. Her voice is like a clear spring in the mountains, clear and moving. Every move she makes exudes an indescribable charm that makes people fall in love with her. Such Anya seems to be the embodiment of gentleness, making people unable to resist her charm. She is like a breath of fresh wind, blowing away the dullness around her and bringing endless joy and joy to others.

Wen Qing sighed deeply, how could there be two faces so similar in the world——

"Miss Wen, do you plan to let me stand here all the time?" Seeing Wen Qing staring at her blankly, Anya didn't feel the slightest bit uncomfortable.

"Ah - I'm sorry, Miss An looks very much like someone I know. So I'm a little surprised that there are two people who are so similar in the world."

Wen Qing had no idea how much disaster her unintentional words had brought to the entire Wen family. These words were like a seed, quietly buried in the soil of the Wen family, and they would burst out at some unknown time, putting the entire Wen family in turmoil.

"Oh? Qi'an also told me that I look very similar to a girl he saw. We can almost say that we are exactly the same." Anya raised her eyebrows, her smile full of meaning.

"Miss An, please come in!" Wen Qing politely invited Anya in as she spoke. No matter what the purpose of the other party came to her, Wen Qing was willing to have a good talk with Anya.

Anya entered the room like a light cloud in spring. She was wearing a nude pink woolen-feel handmade two-piece coat with floral lapels and a stand-up collar. Her appearance eclipsed the surrounding scenery. This coat made her skin whiter and more delicate, as if it were delicate porcelain, making people want to reach out and touch it gently.

When she came in, she was like a fish swimming into the water. She took off her coat skillfully and naturally, like a brisk poem, done in one go, as natural as if she were at home.

Her inner wear is a fog blue knitted dress. This long skirt reaches to her ankles, gently wrapping her exquisite figure, like a clear spring flowing, gentle and moving.

The blue color is like the lake water in late autumn, deep and translucent, giving people a quiet and elegant feeling. Wearing this long dress, Anya looks like a beautiful picture, making people forget to leave. However, there is a slight flaw in this harmonious picture. She wore a pair of boots on her feet. Although the boots were exquisite, they were slightly too long. This does not completely match the overall style, as if a dancer stepped on his dancing shoes on the stage, which made him look slightly out of place. But this does not seem to affect Anya's overall beauty, but instead adds a bit of liveliness and interest.

Wen Qing frowned slightly, it would look better if Anya changed her shoes.

Anya seemed to be able to understand everything. She saw what Wen Qing was thinking and said calmly: "I found these shoes specially to match. I'm not quite used to my prosthetic limbs, so I don't want others to see it." , so I wore a pair of longer boots, paired with a skirt and coat, which were just enough to cover her." Anya's eyes were like a deep lake, flowing with unique tenderness and reason. Her tone was soft but firm, just like her appearance.

When Wen Qing heard Anya say this, her heart felt as if a stone had been dropped, causing ripples in her heart.

She was stunned, looking at Anya, the girl who looked so healthy and energetic, but was told that her legs were prosthetic.

This news swept across like a violent storm, catching people off guard. "Please take a seat, Miss An." Wen Qing spoke softly. Although her voice was calm, it could not hide the turmoil in her heart. Wen Qing's heart was beating as fast as a drum, and her thoughts were spinning rapidly, like a spinning top. She couldn't believe it and couldn't accept this fact.

Lu Qian didn't tell her about this, maybe out of protection, maybe out of helplessness. But now, the news weighed heavily on Wen Qing's heart like a stone.

She tried to stay calm and asked Anya to sit down with a smile: "Please sit down, Miss An." But her heart was in turmoil.

Anya gently stroked her skirt with her hands and sat elegantly on the soft sofa. She has a distinguished background, coming from the An Group, a prestigious family with a profound heritage. She has received elite-level education since she was a child, which makes her words and deeds appear so decent and polite. Even in the eyes of others, she has some minor flaws, but this does not affect her butterfly-like beauty and charm.

Her face was like a finely carved jade, filled with an indescribable charm. Those bright eyes are like twinkling stars in the night sky, full of wisdom and enthusiasm. Her smile is like the spring sunshine, warm and bright, always making people feel extremely comfortable and at ease. Her voice is sweet and soft, like a breeze blowing through the wheat fields, making people feel relaxed and happy. Anya's figure is slender and tall, like a carefully carved sculpture.

Anya's dressing sense is even more amazing. Whether it is the elegant dress or the simple and elegant woolen coat, she looks like a noble princess. Her movements exuded a calm and unhurried temperament, as if everything was under her control. Although Anya has some small flaws, it does not affect her beauty that dances like a butterfly. She is like a flower that still blooms in the wind and rain. Although it has flaws, it still blooms with the most touching brilliance. Her presence is like a unique landscape that makes people unable to take their eyes away.

An inexplicable thought surged in Wen Qing's heart, and she thought of someone. Anya and her cousin in front of her are gentle, and their facial features are strikingly similar to Mai, the actress in the Thai drama she watched when she was a child.

Wen Qing has eyes that are very similar to theirs, but are not similar in other aspects. Wen Qing couldn't help but lower her head. Anya, like her gentle cousin, was as beautiful as the sun, but she could only be the moon in front of them.

"Can you tell me about the girl you know who looks very similar to me?" Anya's voice sounded slowly, and her tone was full of unquestionable curiosity. Her voice is like a clear spring flowing, irresistible.