The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 59

She wants to learn something from their fight, and I believe she can get some enlightenment after watching the process of fighting between them!
Feng Qingcheng thought so!

Nangong Yingxue's watery eyes lingered on Mo Shanglan's face over and over again tirelessly.

Mo Shanglan, what an amazing man.He has a perfect appearance, a prominent family background, a monstrous talent... Everything about him is impeccable, so she loves him so madly.

When I first met her when I was young, everyone doted on her like a princess, only him, who glanced at her lightly, didn't take her seriously.

After that, gradually, her eyes only stayed on him alone, and naturally, she ignored others.

Every movement, every word he said, even the habitual frowning slightly affected her emotions all the time.

She hid her most rebellious side for him, and began to learn to be a lady, just to be worthy of him, to stand by his side confidently, and to spend the rest of her life with him.

Trying to make everything perfect, just to get his first glance of favor, she fell in love with him first, destined, between them, she will always be the humble one.

In the past, she believed that he belonged to her!He is hers forever!It's not that she is confident, but that there is a marriage contract between the Moshang family and the Nangong family. The content of the marriage contract is: the first son of the Moshang family and the first daughter of the Nangong family will get married on the day the daughter reaches Jiji.

He is the only eldest son of the Moshang family, and she is the only legitimate daughter of the Nangong family. He and she were fiancee when they were born!

Therefore, she always thought that she was the only one who could stand by Mo Shanglan's side in the end!It's just her!

But now, she was not sure, that man with stunning talent looked at her with ruthless indifference and deep disgust!
Only then did she know that he hated her so much.

Nangong Yingxue bit her lower lip and stared sadly at Mo Shanglan. There was no trace of falsehood in her expression, and the emotion in her eyes was very real, very real.

"Brother Lan, do you really hate me that much?" Nangong Yingxue really wanted to get an answer from the man. Even though the answer was irrelevant, she still wanted to ask. Only when Mo Shanglan said it herself would she not Deceive yourself and tell yourself: He loves you!

Mo Shanglan ruthlessly hooked her lips, and her smile did not have any warmth: "Didn't you already know the answer? Why do you have to ask yourself again! If you still don't give up, then I will make it clear." Let me tell you, I! Mo Shanglan! I will never fall in love with a woman who is not what she looks like!"

Mo Shanglan's voice was still so pleasant and slightly magnetic, but what she said was extremely hurtful.

Nangong Yingxue clearly heard the sound of her heart being crushed petal by petal, crackling, shattered into pieces, piece by piece, disappeared with the wind.

That heart-wrenching feeling, heart-piercing, as if one's own bones were picked out of the flesh alive.

Nangong Yingxue laughed, sternly, crazily, and even shed tears.She wants to tell Mo Shanglan loudly, yes, she is very fake, she is very contrived, she is good at acting, she has an unknown side: arrogant, capricious, unreasonable, messy and outrageously bad ...

(End of this chapter)