I am fickle

I slapped Jiang Bianmeng's haughty face hard, and saw her cover her snow-white face with hatred, and she was as proud as a spring breeze.Jiang Wenlin's eyes widened, and a pair of light-white jade hands twisted even more fiercely in my hands, "Who do you think is the owner of Tushan? Let me tell you, since I ascended the position of Tushan's patriarch, today It’s changed.” I tilted my neck and laughed.

Jiang Wenlin twitched her hands back in disgust: "Jiang Shengxian, don't be complacent, a notorious person like you will never get good results."

"Be honest, or I won't be able to keep your hands." I said softly, with the corners of my mouth raised slightly.

Jiang Bianmeng covered her face, but she was a lot more honest, and she didn't dare to ramble in my ears anymore.She looked at the uncomfortable Jiang Wenlin and could only use her eyes to remind her to be quiet, presumably she should know that I am a lunatic who loves to kill.For lunatics, you can only coax them well.

Although it is disgusting, it is her riverside dream to smile brightly, "Jiang Shengxian, if you have anything to say, why don't you sit down and talk about it, and I will prepare a pot of tea for you." She thought that she would get my respect by letting go His figure is just trampled on and made a joke to me.

How can you let go of the pain others have given you at will? Can a sorry can offset all your humiliation?Since someone has hurt herself, she has paid the price for the future, and of course I have to pay for it one by one.

I let go of Jiang Wenlin's hand, turned around to look at Jiangbianmeng, with a playful look on my face: "Good tea, I, Jiang Shengxian, haven't had the third aunt's tea yet." I deliberately emphasized the word "three aunts".

Jiang Bianmeng still smiled flatteringly, and pulled my arm affectionately, "My nephew has grown taller. Third aunt was ignorant and neglected you. Would you like to accept aunt once and let aunt make up for it?"

If such beautiful words were changed before, I would be overjoyed, but now I have listened to too much and I have already been paralyzed. My careless eyes have seen too much in the world full of holes...

Let her grab my arm, and look at her mockingly: "Aren't you afraid that I will get you dirty on my body, Third Aunt? It's also strange, the person who humiliated me in every possible way is now trying to please me in every possible way."

Jiang Wenlin turned her face away, tugged at Jiang Bianmeng's sleeve, "Third aunt, let's go."

I hooked the corners of my mouth, I haven't played enough of this play yet, how could it end so early, "Jiang Wenlin, you are passing so fast now, have you ever thought about your third brother Jiang Keyuan?"

Hearing the name Jiang Keyuan, Jiang Wenlin was startled and trembling: "Third...Third brother..."

It is said that they are brothers and sisters, but who knows that many years ago, I witnessed their ups and downs through the crack of the door. At that time, I covered my mouth tightly for fear that I would be discovered by them when I made a sound.I have held that handle for more than 100 years. I want to say it to ruin their reputation, but no one will believe me.Later, I found that what is more interesting than being ruined is that one is alive and happy and the other is tortured by me.

I leaned close to her clean and jade-like face, and whispered: "Are you so worthy of the Saburo who accompanied you every day to admire the flowers and watch the moon...the cloud and rain on the bed?"

I just like her lost appearance. Jiang Bian Meng didn't hear what I said to her, but Jiang Wenlin murmured as if she lost her soul: "Brother Ke Yuan..."

Jiang Bianmeng thought that Jiang Wenlin was missing Jiang Keyuan, and hugged her distressedly, "Keyuan is dead, Wenlin is not sad, aunt is with you."

I just looked at their appearance of being in love with each other as if nothing had happened, and I kept yawning.All things cause and effect, to blame.