Reborn Evil Husband and Wife: Slim and Poisonous Girl

Now that she heard what her eldest granddaughter said, she had no choice but to make up her mind and make an early decision. It seemed that she couldn't keep her promise with Mrs. Ling.

I have to pick Qingxue a family who is sweet on the outside and bitter on the inside. It looks beautiful on the outside, but there is a pool of bitterness on the inside. There is unspeakable suffering. Try to find a way to send her out early to save future troubles.

As for the Ling family being far away, by the time they got the news, it was a foregone conclusion.

At that time, the Ling family will only have to accept their identity, so is it possible that the married Qingxue will be able to reconcile with Li?

Qingxue found that the old lady was looking at her more and more strangely, she pondered for a while, and gave Qingyan a half-day vacation, and asked her to sit with the sister who was working in the old lady's yard to find out about the situation.

In the evening, the sun was setting, and the last ray of light in the sky quietly disappeared.

Candles were lit in various courtyards of Jian's house, and the stars were dotted, which was really beautiful.

On the dining room table of Yilan Courtyard, there is a plate of steamed stuffed buns with three bites, four sample dishes, a plate of shredded chicken and silver sprouts, a plate of mandarin duck and duck meat, a plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and a bowl of fresh ham and bamboo shoot soup.

Mrs. Tian personally served Qingxue to finish her dinner, and asked someone to take away the rest of the meal. She made a pot of flower fragrance and placed it in front of her. She looked at the door with an uneasy face, "Miss, why hasn't Qingyan come back?"

She also noticed that something was wrong, and she was afraid that Miss would be plotted against by others, and she would die without being able to atone for her sin.

"Don't worry..." Before Qingxue finished speaking, Qingyan's figure appeared at the door. She rushed in anxiously, and couldn't wait to call, "Second miss, the old lady invited some famous people in the city The matchmaker wants to marry you."

Tian's face changed, "What? How could this be? I clearly promised at the beginning..."

How can you pay back what you say?Does the master of Jane's family talk like fart?How could it be so unreliable?

Qingxue frowned, not surprised, "At this time and at that time, Jian's family are all double-faced, selfish villains, and the old lady is even more outstanding."

She was sneering and sarcastic, and her heart was cold. This was her family. She said it nicely and pretended to be very kind, but when she turned around, she would betray her, betray her, and hurt her at any time.

She shouldn't have had a glimmer of hope in the first place, so it was good, she saw the fact that the only person she could rely on in this world was herself, and no one could be her backer.

No matter how difficult or difficult it will be in the future, she will grit her teeth and persevere, overcome obstacles and forge ahead bravely.

She can't fall down, can't be weak, and can't escape, once her heart softens, it will be her death.

The green smoke was not light, and her face was flushed, "Miss, what should I do? The old lady has chosen a bad family for you. If you marry, I'm afraid..."

Either there is a famous evil mother-in-law, or a womanizer, or a prodigal son.

The corners of Qingxue's mouth lifted slightly, and a slight sneer appeared, which she had expected a long time ago.

The old lady thought she was too powerful, and after listening to Jian Qingyu's instigation, she wholeheartedly wanted to send her out.

It's a pity that she won't be manipulated by others, her life is her own decision, and no one can control her destiny.

"Jing" A piece of white paper is full of the same black characters, each with its own shape, cursive script, official script, italic script...

The palm-sized face is extremely serious, the corners of her mouth are slightly pursed, and there is a trace of determination between her brows. Whenever she is in a bad mood, she will shut herself in the study to practice calligraphy, which will quickly calm her down.

After writing more than 100 static characters, my restless heart finally sank, and my mind was as calm as water. What happened since my rebirth flashed through my mind, pondering carefully, and thinking silently with my chin resting.