Madam Dihao is not good

complex. "

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After returning home, that afternoon, Chanel felt uneasy about sitting, sleeping, and eating.

No matter what she does, there are countless questions circling in her mind.

When did Su Shijie start to doubt her?When did you start investigating her?Since he knew that she was probably not Xia Xin'er, why did he still treat her well as always? [

Does he not care who she is at all?

Or, did he really fall in love with her...

Impossible, Su Shijie will never fall in love with others!

What if, in case, he fell in love with her and wanted to be with her instead of his sister?

No, she would never allow this to happen. Once this happened, if my sister couldn't bear the blow, it would be another life indirectly killed by her.

She obviously cares most about the person she wants to protect the most, why does she always get hurt because of her?

Just then, a pair of arms wrapped around her shoulders from behind.

Chanel was startled, the book in her hand fell to the ground, and she almost screamed!

"What? Did it scare you?" Su Shijie's low voice rang in her ears, watching her suddenly pale face.

Chanel opened his hand and slowly picked up the book that fell on the ground: "Why do you walk without making a sound?"

Su Shijie frowned.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw her sitting on a wicker chair bordered by rose lace, holding a book upside down in her hand, her brows were tightly frowned, as if she was thinking about something important.

He called her, but she didn't hear him, and he walked past her, but she didn't seem to see him.

Su Shijie had no choice but to go around behind her and hug her

"What are you thinking about? You're so preoccupied." He took off his coat, hung it on the back of the chair, pulled away a rattan chair beside Chanel and sat down.

Chanel seemed not to hear it again, frowning, staring blankly at the sky.

In September, roses are in full bloom.

In the evening, the sun was shining, and there were burning clouds in the sky, as if the fire had ignited the sky, which was too beautiful to behold.

Two servants were standing on the window sill, taking pictures of the beautiful sky.Suddenly the camera shot [