"Jiang Xingwan, don't act in front of me!" Jiang Li held the whisk's hand and trembled slightly. "I'm still so in love when I die. Your grandparents have raised you for twenty years, so it's better to raise a piece of char siu."

Ning Xi slowly got up from the leisure chair, wearing a white Taoist robe.

The black hair tied up on the top of the head, looking delicate and ostentatious, and the handsome face exudes a hint of chill.

Compared to Jiang Li, Jiang Xingwan was more afraid of Ning Xi, the quiet Taoist nun.

"Jiang Li."

When Jiang Li heard Ning Xi calling him, she asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

"Jiang Xingwan's grandparents are not her grandparents."

Jiang Xingwan and Jiang Li looked at Ning Xi in shock. Jiang Xingwan asked in shock: "No, it's impossible!"

Since she had memories, she has lived with her grandparents. It makes no sense that she is not the grandparents' granddaughter.

In Ning Xi's eyes that looked like cold stars, strands of red gradually appeared, and the red lines were like a blooming flower on the other side of the shore.

In an instant, Ning Xi's aura changed for a moment.

The air became cold and cold.

Zhu Fufu felt that the blood in his body was solidified.

Jiang Li looked at Ning Xi in an inquiry and didn't finish it for a long time.

In Ning Xi's eyes, Jiang Xingwan's life slowly slid past her eyes like a movie that was playing quickly.

Jiang Xingwan's soul body was trembling.

She doesn't believe it.

I don't believe that I am not the granddaughter of my grandparents.

At this moment, the lights in the hotel room flickered and dark.

Jiang Xingwan looked at the door, and there was a fanatical scarlet red in her eyes.

He is here.

This is the sound of Fu Che's footsteps.

She could tell that this was Fu Che's.

The soft end of Jiang Li's hand was like a huge net, tightly covering Jiang Xingwan.

Even though Jiang Xingwan was crazy about seeing Fu Che at this time, he couldn't move at all.

Fu Che stood at the door and gently rang the doorbell.

Zhu Fufu looked at Ning Xi and Jiang Li with fear on his face, as if he was asking, could she go to open the door?

Fu Che had not heard the sound of blessings for a long time, so he stood at the door and shouted softly.

"Fufu, have you slept?"

Fu Che fell into the trap himself, and Ning Xi of course followed the trend.

She ordered coldly: "You, go and open the door."

Zhu Fufu quickly took off the talisman paper between his eyebrows, walked to the door, and opened the room with a pale face. When she saw Fu Che, tears suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Brother Che..."

Too scary.

There are really ghosts in this world!

Fu Che asked gently and concernedly: "Fufu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Fu Che stretched out his hand and tested the temperature on Zhu Fufu's forehead, and it was cold.

As for blessings, she completely disbelief that the man in front of her, who seemed to be a gentleman, actually killed Jiang Xingwan.

"Brother Che!" Zhu Fufu looked at the pair of concerned and warm eyes in front of him and asked softly: "Do you still remember Jiang Xingwan?"

When Fu Che heard Zhu Fufu mention the name "Jiang Xingwan", he immediately asked in disgust: "What are you doing when you mention this unlucky name?"

Jiang Xingwan is the stain on his life.

He didn't want to mention it, nor did he want to mention it.

I hate other people mentioning this name even more.

When Jiang Xingwan in the room heard Fu Che's words, his soul body instantly changed from a pitiful little white flower to an evil ghost who was only focused on revenge.
Chapter completed!