The Disqualified Young Master Will Not Bow to the Villainous Female Lead

This phone call directly dealt a heavy blow to the only remaining fantasy in Vera's heart.

He actually made the girl cry.

Hugh was angry at first. "What's wrong with your expression? What's wrong with your tears? Can your tears save Farrow?"

This scolding woke Vera up, and she stopped crying in the end.

In fact, Xuge has been with Vera for so long that he can understand her feelings very well.

Faro had woven a canvas for her filled with beautiful visions, and Vera was just a little girl after all, so it was impossible for her not to have expectations for these.

But ever since she chose to sign a contract with herself, she was destined to step into the dark and cruel side.

Dreams will end.

All Xuger could do was to help her realize it to the best of his ability.

"You're not going to be a good girl anymore?"

At this time, Xiu Ge wanted to use the method of provoking the enemy, so his tone was slightly joking.

"Without further ado."

There wasn't a trace of extra emotion in the girl's voice.

At this time, Xiu Ge knew that he had succeeded.

"Lead the way quickly, I want to find Faro."

Xuger didn't say any more nonsense.

"Turn right and go straight. This way you can avoid the crowd, then turn left along the wall. The waiters' clothes look similar to yours. You can blend in behind them and go deeper into the exhibition. I'll warn you if someone follows you."

It turns out that they are both masters of micro-management.

It is obvious that Shuger's micro-control skills are far superior to Crest's.

"What? You can't see anyone? He just passed by you on the left!"

"Maid Group No. 9! The target just sneaked into your midst! Stop her now!"

"Ah? You can't find it? I wanted to ask you guys! Why are you wearing clothes similar to your target?"

Under the 360-degree camera with no blind spots in Shuger, the obstruction of the crowd is nothing compared to Vera.

Soon, he arrived at the place where Faro had just drunk the potion before Claire.

"In the passage on the left, I sensed traces of Faro using the power of the deep. Follow him in."

Vera was about to step in when she was stopped by the waiter behind her.

But she ignored the shouting behind her and rushed forward with all her might.

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Inside the potion production workshop.

The person in charge suddenly claimed that he had something urgent to deal with and left first.

Faro was left alone to visit.

Faro carefully studied these sophisticated distiller's and engraving arrays.

Although all kinds of high-tech instruments were available, what puzzled Faro was why the workshop was so spotless and looked like a living room.

What made him even more incomprehensible was...

Why is there a big bed here?

But the machines were important, so Faro turned around and started studying the production of the machines.

Just as he was fascinated by the show.

Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of leather shoes tapping.

Is there anyone else here besides me?

Farlow looked up.

A pair of slender feet in red and white slings came into view.

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Chapter 53: Women's Rights Fighter Asanagi

The white silk jade feet were wearing a pair of orange and white dress high heels.

The girl wore a simple and elegant orange flower dress with a white waistline, showing off her incomparable and charming curves.

She had a small nose and perfect facial features, and was staring at Faro viciously like a little beast.

A pair of dark green eyes and eyeshadow at the corners of the eyes.

She interpreted the word "noble and domineering" to the extreme.

Faro covered his forehead in embarrassment.

He really didn't want to meet Angelina in a place like this.

Didn’t you say you wouldn’t come to see me again?

How come you mentioned it this morning and it appears again now?

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

The girl spoke first.

There was a hint of caution in his tone.

Faro suddenly realized.

Yes.

How could I have forgotten this.

I am wearing women's clothes.

No one else can recognize me.

After realizing this, Faro's heartstrings relaxed a lot.

Then she put on a gentle and harmless expression and said:

"My name is Favia, and I was invited to visit here."

However, Angelina's doubts grew stronger.

Not to mention that the magic potion liquid workshop is not open to the public, the exhibition will not let anyone in casually.

Putting that aside...

Why do I always feel.

The spiritual energy of this person seems familiar?

This brings us to Angelina's status as an [Elemental Spirit], and her abnormally strong magical perception.

Moreover, she was born with more than a dozen rare extraordinary talents, one of which enhanced her ability to perceive magic, spiritual power and all other extraordinary auras.

[Spiritual Mark], this is a talent that allows her to be extremely sensitive to the spiritual aura of every extraordinary person. As long as she has used extraordinary power in front of Angelina, her body will subconsciously remember this feeling, whether she intends to or not.

Wait for the next time the other person appears, no matter what form he or she has become.

Angelina can rely on spiritual aura to distinguish the identity of the other party.

Its level of accuracy is even higher than that of the [Alchemical Elemental Hound] developed by the Arcane Ring.

The girl in front of me with purple hair and purple eyes.

Why does the spiritual aura emanating from her body seem so similar to...

Farlow Walsh?

Angelina looked at the 'girl' suspiciously.

After she got the information from her brother, she looked at a lot of his photos.

She could only sigh that he was indeed a boy with succubus bloodline. With such a look, even a girl like her would be jealous.

She thought about it as she watched.

If Faro were dressed in women's clothes, it would definitely look appropriate.

Appearances may be deceiving, but one’s spiritual perception cannot.

What's more, the girl happened to have purple hair and purple eyes.

"Hey, Farlow, stop pretending."

Angelina said:

"I know it is you."

Faro was shocked at this moment.

Then came a lot of doubts: how could she recognize me?

Seeing his shocked expression, Angelina became more certain.

"Why are you...wearing this kind of clothes?"

Then I felt like I realized something.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, his eye corners drooped, and a malicious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

She was still quite angry about what happened in the morning.

But now seeing this unknown side of him, I suddenly felt that the opportunity for revenge had come.

"Hey~ I didn't expect you to have this kind of fetish, Faro. Do you want to be a girl in your heart?~"

"It's so funny~~"

"You bastard, you don't deserve to be a good boy~ and you deserve to be a girl? Aren't you really ashamed~"

How could the vengeful Angelina let go of this opportunity to ridicule that she had finally seized?

Moreover, at this moment, she slowly felt a heat surging throughout her body.

My heart felt itchy.

But I didn't care much.

As soon as she came down, the female ghost's aura was fully released.

Open your mouth to get trash, close your mouth to get garbage.

It should have been an insult, but in her lovely voice, it unconsciously carried a hint of feminine charm.

Faro covered his cheeks in shame and anger.

The social death scene that I feared the most finally came.

Angelina is terribly petty.

Faro had provoked her, and she had to pay him back tenfold or even ninefold.

Therefore, she is still outputting with full feminine strength.

"You actually thought of wearing women's clothes to visit the exhibition~ Do you think this will excite you?~"

"Hey~~~ You're blushing, you won't feel excited when I insult you, right?~"

"A small fry like you will have a twisted mentality~"

"Am I right?"

"Perverted - woman - dressed - up - as - a - man?"

"Hey, I didn't want to wear this dress," Farlow retorted. "I was forced to wear it."

"Huh? ~ Then that person must be a pervert like you, right? ~"

“…”

Farlow hardened.