Gu Mingzhu really has too many good things.

Just pluck a hair and it's thicker than her useless pair of parents' thighs.

Ming Rourou held these good things and muttered, "They are mine."

"It's all mine."

She staggered out of the bedroom.

He was blocked by Fang Hong.

"what are you doing!"

Fang Hong's voice was sharp and she rushed towards Ming Rourou, "Those things are mine, you can't touch them."

Ming Rourou couldn't care about anything now.

Push Fang Hong away directly.

Fang Hong was knocked over by the brute force of her madness, and her head hit the wall behind her so hard that her eyes were filled with stars.

"What's yours! It's mine!"

"You and Ming Shengtian only have one daughter, me!"

"When you die, these things will all be mine sooner or later." Ming Rourou said confidently, with countless malice in her eyes.

Actually since she was born.

She knew that she was not a child born in a normal marriage.

Ming Rourou stumbled down while holding a pile of antique calligraphy and paintings.

All her childhood experiences suddenly flew through her mind at this moment like a revolving lantern.

When she was very young, Fang Hong often took her to visit the Ming family's old house.

Pointing to the beautiful Ming family, he said to her: "Rourou, sooner or later we can live in it."

She seemed to understand, but she was yearning for it.

But until that day, she once again quietly ran over to see her future home.

I found two people walking out.

A very beautiful woman was holding a little girl wearing a pink dress and a diamond crown.

She looked about her age.

But there were countless servants surrounding him.

Her mother is very gentle and never hesitates to praise her outside.

Unlike Fang Hong, as long as she is slightly inferior to others.

He would give her a look of dissatisfaction, as if he were looking at a defective product.

"I wish you were a boy." She heard this sentence from Fang Hong's mouth countless times.

But the woman standing in the sun at that time.

But he said to his daughter: "Our little Nuan is really our mother's best little sunshine."

"Giving birth to our little Nuan was the most correct thing my mother ever did in her life!"

She was extremely jealous.

She even felt.

Gu Mingzhu should be her mother, it would be great if she was her mother.

As for the man she couldn't call daddy, Ming Nuan could always act like a baby to him.

Even that man was very kind to her in private.

Always secretly give her beautiful jewelry and fairy wands.

But the jewelry belongs to someone else, and the fairy wand is used.

She realized it.

It turns out that she had been using second-hand items.

Why!

What's wrong with Ming Nuan? Why does she have to be like a gutter bug, always using what she uses?

Pretty much from realizing it.

Ming Rourou swore secretly in her heart.

She wanted to get everything that Ming Nuan had.

Let’s start with dad. Dad originally liked her and didn’t like Ming Nuan.

Later, it was indeed proved that she was favored more than Ming Nuan. She was a little secretly happy in her heart, and a huge sense of vanity swelled.

Look.

So what if you have such an amazing mother?

You still can’t get your father’s love?

But she didn't expect that one day, she would be able to see the scene where Mingnuan's biggest backer fell.

The refreshing feeling at that time still makes Ming Rourou's scalp numb when she thinks about it.

She finally moved into the home of her dreams.

Ming Nuan was protected so well.

She is indeed not stupid, she is even smart, but Ming Rourou sees in her the bookishness that is too well protected in the ivory tower, and the innocence that is not stained by dust.

Ming Nuan really couldn't bear such a blow.

Slowly, under the guidance of her and her father, she became taciturn.

She was so happy, but she had such an excellent boyfriend by her side.

Fu Chuan?

Of course it belongs to her too!

Of course she did!

She knew that she was no worse than Ming Nuan. Ming Nuan's condition was getting worse and worse, and Fu Chuan was becoming more and more dissatisfied with her, and even found her embarrassing.

Everything is going the way she wants.

"Hehe, hehe."

Ming Rourou stumbled down the stairs, and Ming Nuan's car, house, diamond crown, everything she dreamed of came into her hands.

These should have been hers!

She is also the daughter of the Ming family!

"its mine."

Ming Rourou hasn't had a good sleep for a long time.

She came downstairs with her things in her arms, mumbling something, which made the servants dare not step forward to control her. They always felt that Ming Rourou looked crazy.

"These are all for you."

"The rest is mine."

Ming Rourou directly handed a fist-sized jade Buddha and a pair of calligraphy and paintings to Qi Hongfei.

"These are all genuine! Excellent antiques!"

"You earned it!"

Concubine Qi Hong looked at the Jade Buddha in her hand.

He didn't say anything, but his eyes slowly turned from sarcasm to shock, and his pupils trembled slightly.

Ming Rourou was a little proud.

Look, these are all good things, even Concubine Qi Hong was dumbfounded.

But she couldn't care about her, because Fang Hong and Ming Shengtian were already about to pounce.

She must escape immediately with these things.

Ming Rourou rushed outside without saying a word.

Concubine Qi Hong seemed to be frozen, staring at the jade Buddha in her hand without moving.

Those under him didn't dare to move, and just watched Ming Rourou rush to the door.

She opened the door with excitement on her face.

"With these things, I can make a comeback. I can open a company, invest, I can..."

The hopeful thoughts in her heart ended abruptly the moment she opened the door.

A hand stretched out from the outside, and Ming Rourou felt as if she had bumped into that hand.

He was gently pushed by that slender and white hand.

The whole person fell back.

In her upside-down vision, she saw an extremely cold face. It was the face that appeared in her memory just now and belonged to Ming Nuan.

But the face in my memory is fragile, frustrated and gloomy.

But this face seemed to be quenched from ice and snow.

The dazzling light poured in from behind her and turned into golden light that was crushed under her feet.

Ming Rourou hit the ground hard.

Those things were scattered all over the floor.

Ming Nuan only glanced at it and showed a sneer.

"younger sister."

She easily reached out, grabbed her hair, and pulled her up from the ground.

"Where are you going in such a hurry with my mother's things?"

behind her.

Lin Ju, Mo Ye, and Li Ting all walked in.

Lin Ju trembled subconsciously when she saw Concubine Qi Hong still sitting stiffly in the living room.

Why is this woman here?

"Huh?" Mo Ye pointed at a calligraphy and painting next to him and asked, "Isn't this Master Fang's last posthumous work?"

"I heard that he was photographed by Gu Mingzhu."

"Why did it fall here?"

Li Ting immediately raised her head.

Understanding, she frowned and looked at Ming Rourou: "You stole things!"

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