The woman I love is cruel

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Although she thought so, she looked at Fang Fei who had ruined her strategy plan with obvious displeasure, and she didn't treat Wen Huiran like the little white flower she usually pretended to be.

She walked over, raised Fang Fei's chin, and said frivolously, "Look at this face, there is a way to confuse a heartless person like Wen Huiran."

Fang Fei glared at her, but she prayed in her heart that justice would come from the sky. Thinking of the phone call she made before she came in, she was once again thankful for her foresight.

"However, soon you're all dead."

At this time, Ms. Wen asked: "I really don't understand, even if you are looking for Yu Qing, what is the reason why you still try to stay by my side?"

"Needless to say liking and other lies, you know that I can't see any trace of liking me in your eyes from the beginning to the end."

Zhong Ying straightened up, she smiled and walked towards the back door, but after thinking about it carefully, she stopped because of her dark thoughts.

"Forget it, anyway, you are all dead in my eyes, so I will give you a happy ending."

In Fang Fei's eyes, her pitiful eyes looked like a high god, which made people feel extremely unhappy, "This is a book," the content of her words was testing her steps on the edge of the shield, but this time it seemed that she had obtained the permission , "Understood, this, yes, one, this, book! Hahahaha----"

Miss Wen frowned, as if she was thinking about what Zhong Ying said.

Fang Fei reacts faster than Ms. Wen, but she would rather not have this ability to react - this is a book, this world is a book!

If this world is a book, then what are Miss Wen, Sweet Girl, Old Tang...and myself?

Is it a person, is it a soul, is it an entity made of fragments of words?

Zhong Ying failed to get her out of the shock, so she revealed a bigger secret, "Only I am human."

Only Zhong Ying is human...

Then it means that she came from the world outside the book, and she really has a way!

Fang Fei thought of the sweet girl who died in the car accident, and the mistakes Miss Wen made in the past. If this world is made up of a book, then... the hand of God, that is not an illusion. There is such a person in another world can change all that.

That is, the author of this book!

But first the dilemma at hand must be addressed.

Fang Fei looked at Zhong Ying again, "Tell me, what are your conditions."

There must be evidence for Zhong Ying to be able to tell them these things.

"Of course, I have the ability to help you," Zhong Ying just smiled, and Fang Fei's heart fell to the bottom at the next moment, "but I don't want to."

"So," her malice burst out from her words, and she directed at Fang Fei, "Go to hell."

She walked to the back door and stopped talking to Fang Fei, her finger nails covering the rotten door were as red as the center of a flame.

"Lao Yang, light the fire."

The author has something to say: Thank you 29123355 for the mines thrown by the cutie~

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Chapter 45 Chapter 45

As soon as the flaming lighter fell to the ground, the fire snake spread along the ground floating on the gasoline all the way to the dry rotten wood.

They let out a squeak and squeak while they collided and shot out powerful flames and heat.

But at least it hasn't reached the middle position where Fang Fei is.

Lao Yang squatted down in front of Fang Fei and Miss Wen.

He was stooped, his eyes were dull, and the edges of his eye sockets were red.

The numbness on the face is the product of the combined effect of the pain of life and the indifference of the people around.

Fang Fei was anxious and angry, and while trying to break free, she yelled at Lao Yang, "Are you stupid? Just leave this world, and let the family who hurt your daughter live well in this world?"

Seeing that Lao Yang didn't seem to respond to her words, she added fuel to the fire.

"Don't you want to catch that woman, the world is a book, don't you hear?"

But the last few words were the familiar beeping sound, which was blocked from the ears.

The truth of this world cannot be directly communicated to other people.

Fang Fei was a little frustrated, and wanted someone to tell her before——

This world is actually just a novel by the author, and I and everyone around me are characters in the novel, so I will only treat his words as crazy words.

But after these things happened, it seems that believing this statement has become a life-saving straw.

It seems that as long as we can find the person who created the world in Zhong Ying's mouth, everything can return to the original singularity.

Fang Fei thought a lot, but first she had to get out of trouble, but Miss Wen didn't have the slightest will to survive, and the kidnapper was a master who just wanted to die together.

She looked at Lao Yang in a daze for a while, then suddenly moved closer to her, and stretched out her hand to untie the rope for Fang Fei.

"You...how are you?"

"Student, I don't know you, and you don't know me. It's too late to go out now."

After Fang Fei was shocked, she felt more sympathy for Lao Yang.

He's just a bereaved father who can't get a justice for his daughter.

"I won't go, I want to go, the three of us will go together."

Fang Fei said softly to Lao Yang again: "Miss Wen will help you solve your daughter's problem after she goes out, and you, finish this matter and live the rest of your life for yourself and your daughter."

She turned her head to Miss Wen and asked, "Are you okay?"

Wen Huiran's eyes were in a familiar empty state, and he murmured, "So that's the case, that's the way it is, I just said why I always feel involuntary..."

Compared with Fang Fei who can quickly accept this worldview, Miss Wen doesn't feel like her.

At this critical juncture, she recalled a small but profound thing she had encountered.

It was in her elementary school.

The teacher assigns the usual composition topic - "Write down your expectations for your future self."

She thought about it for a long time before she wrote down on the composition paper——

"I want to be a teacher because I like Teacher Bubble and my parents are both teachers..."

The next day, the teacher sent it out after correcting it.

When the little friend wanted to see what she had written, she answered while tidying up the desk, "I wrote about being a teacher, and I like the good-looking teacher Bubble."

But I heard the little friend who took the text of his composition ask in doubt: "But, you clearly wrote on it that you are a rich lawyer?"

She was at a loss for a while, her head was full of impossibilities, and she snatched the composition.

It was still her own handwriting, but it seemed that her memory had played a big joke on her.

The text clearly says----

"I want to be a lawyer because they're rich and good looking and capable..."

The little friend was so frightened by her actions that he cried out, wiped his tears and went to the teacher's office to make a small report.

Teacher Pao Pao generally patted her on the back, while sternly teaching Wen Huiran.

"Being a lawyer is not a bad thing, why lie?"

Wen Huiran shook his head, his face covered by his hair was full of doubt and uneasiness.

No, no.

She doesn't want to be a lawyer at all, obviously she wants to be a teacher like her parents...

Teacher Bubble's talk will come to an end.

She held her little friend's hand and folded it with Wen Huiran's.

The smile on his face is still sweet and kind, but behind the sun, there is a burnt smell of burnt caramel.

"Shake hands, we're still good friends."

No, the young Wen Huiran clamored in his heart.

But in her eyes, Teacher Bubble, who is equivalent to authority, still has the upper hand.