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Chapter 1 Sisters, don¡¯t be timid

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    "Fight back! Don't be a coward!"

    "Are you stupid? Why are you afraid of them?"

    ¡°I¡¯m so angry, come on!!¡±

    Jing Xiaojun was nestled on the sofa, feeling like she was so angry that she was about to burst out of her hair. Just when she was about to spit out a mouthful of blood, there was a sudden "pop" sound in her ears, and her face was burning with pain.

    Jing Xiaojun, a top student who graduated from Z University, the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, and a popular food blogger with 6 million followers on Weibo, was actually beaten!

    The person who hit her used all his strength, hard and accurately.

    A clear five-finger red mark was left on her shiny white face that looked like eggshell skin.

    She covered her aching face, turned around and saw two strange women opposite her.

    One is in her early 50s, has a typical image of a well-maintained evil mother-in-law, elegant on the face but rotten in the belly; the other is about the same age as herself, looking at her with a worried look, no matter how she looks, she looks like a vicious female supporting role.

    The one who beat her was the "evil mother-in-law" Wu Yan, who poked her on the smooth forehead: "Jing Xiaojun, what are you dissatisfied with, why do you insist on cutting off my sister's dress?"

    "Vicious female supporting role" Jing An'an tried to stop Wu Yan, her tone was soft and urgent: "Mom, mom, don't hit your sister, you hurt her. She has only been in the Jing family for two months, and she hasn't adapted yet! She  I must have accidentally damaged my dress. It doesn't matter, I have quite a few dresses, I'll find another one to replace it."

    Wu Yan replied with regret: "An'an, please leave her alone! You have been too protective of her in the past two months. After all, she came from the countryside and doesn't understand any rules! She is nothing like our Jing family members."

    An'an?  Rip the dress?  Beaten?  Isn't this the plot of the novel "The Dance of Rebirth" she has read?

    Just now, she was still fighting for the injustice of the heroine. Unexpectedly, now she is wearing a book!  !

    "Jing Xiaojun, you are wearing a book!"

    So of the two people in front of you, one is the original owner¡¯s biological mother, and the other is the top white lotus Jing An¡¯an?

    The plot is that Jing Anan has a performance tomorrow night. In order to frame Jing Xiaojun, she cuts her dress and puts the blame on Jing Xiaojun, which makes Wu Yan hate Jing Xiaojun even more.

    Jing Xiaojun narrowed his icy eyes and looked at Wu Yan coldly.

    Wu Yan has never seen her like this. Hasn't she always been weak and timid, always lowering her head and not daring to raise her head when looking at others?

    How dare you raise your head and look at her with such a fierce look today?

    Wu Yan raised her hand to poke Jing Xiaojun on the forehead, but she grabbed her wrist: "I'm warning you not to touch me!"

    She didn¡¯t use all her strength, and Wu Yan¡¯s hand was already so painful.

    But she really dislikes Jing Xiaojun. Even if it hurts, she always speaks with a contemptuous tone: "Ah ah ah, it hurts! Let me go, let me go! Why are you so rude and uncultured?"

    Jing Anan's face turned pale, and she exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Mom! Are you okay? Xiaojun, please let go. Don't hurt mom. I don't blame you. I really don't blame you."

    While she begged Jing Xiaojun, she took out her mobile phone to secretly take pictures.

    Jing Xiaojun had known her little moves for a long time and kicked her phone away. At the same time, he let go of Wu Yan's hand, clapped his hands and said, "That's enough for you two. Don't think that this lady is easy to bully."

    Jing Anan's eyes turned red, and he immediately looked like pear blossoms with rain.

    She picked up her phone from the ground: "Sister, don't make mom angry all the time. You have just returned to Jing's house, and you don't understand many things yet, so mom won't let you go to the banquet. No matter how frustrated you are, you can't do this.  ! I almost hurt my mother just now. If you want to go, I can just take you there."

    The words made Wu Yan feel heartbroken: "An'an, I told you, don't protect her anymore!"

    Jing Xiaojun said coldly: "Jing An'an, you deliberately cut your dress to pieces in order to frame me. You have a really dark conscience. Did you want to secretly photograph me just now? Now you are pretending to be pitiful and sensible.  Don¡¯t you think you¡¯re tired? I feel like vomiting after watching it!¡±

    Jing Anan's face changed slightly, how could this country bumpkin know?  However, she wasn't worried at all.

    In the two months since Jing Xiaojun came here, she has already understood it thoroughly.

    This is just a silly big girl who has never seen the world. She can make Wu Yan hate her with just a little trick.

    As long as you wait for a good opportunity and slowly get rid of her, your status as the eldest lady of the Jing family will not be threatened at all.

    A worried look appeared on Jing Anan's harmless face: "Sister, how can you?You made up such lies to slander me, I am yours.  .  .  "

    "Stop!" Jing Xiaojun interrupted her in disgust, "I'm not your sister!"

    With that said, she left the two of them and walked upstairs. As she climbed the stairs, she shook her head at the two stunned women downstairs.

    Jing Xiaojun found her room according to the plot in her memory. It was exactly as written in the book. The room of her biological daughter could not be more simply decorated.

    Jing Anan¡¯s bed is a princess bed, while his own bed is an ordinary bed, and the furniture is very simple, just like a guest room.

    She lay down on the bed, ignoring the pain in her cheek, and quickly recalled the plot in the book.

    The original owner is the eldest daughter of the Jing family. Because she was given the wrong baby, she has been living on a mountain since she was a child. She has an adoptive mother who loves her very much.

    Because of a murder case, it was discovered that she was the eldest daughter of the Jing family in Ningcheng.

    However, after being claimed by the Jing family, the original owner was not welcomed by his biological mother.

    The supporting actress Jing Anan, who was supposed to return to her role, excused herself from the kindness she had received from her adoptive parents over the years and was willing to give up the Jing family's shares and assets. She stayed with the Jing family on the pretext that she just wanted to serve her adoptive mother, and said nothing about her biological mother.  .

    After twists and turns, the original owner was killed and reborn.

    Jing Xiaojun¡¯s mind was full of thoughts of kill, kill, kill.  .  .

    How unreasonable!  Being killed and reborn is the life of the original owner.

    Now, this young gentleman is not that young gentleman. Now that she has passed through, she doesn¡¯t want to live the same life as her original owner!

    Want to kill her?  No way, it would be better to be killed by her!  She won't be reborn, so the vicious female supporting role should be reborn, and she will continue to be killed by her after rebirth!

    I sat in front of the dressing table with my hands on my hands, and looked at my appearance in the mirror: My temperament is a bit earthy, but my facial features are really good-looking.

    There is no need to wear contact lenses, the pupils are naturally clear and crystal clear, the long eyelashes are naturally fan-shaped, and the skin is fair with a hint of pink.

    She really felt pity for the original owner. She was obviously kind-hearted and a little fairy. How could she be harmed like that?

    Walking to the closet, looking at the few clothes, she picked a white shirt and a pair of simple velvet wide-leg pants.

    She tied her thick hair on top of her head, revealing her slender snow-white swan neck and charming butterfly collarbone.

    After walking around the room, she picked up the scissors on the table, thought about it, and wrapped it gently with a piece of cloth.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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