She listened to those people's words and made a decision in her heart.

You must not just sit there and wait for death.

She will definitely avenge the hatred of the Zhao family!

She can't get into the commander's mansion, but she can go to Puyi University!

She has nothing now, the only one she has is this face.

When Daddy was still alive, she praised her for being beautiful and would definitely marry a wishful husband in the future.

Now... the Ruyi Man can't marry him.

When Zhao Taoyan thought of this, he felt extremely sad. A delicate and pretty face cloth made tears flow through his eyes.

anyway.

She wouldn't back down, either.

She wants to approach that person with beauty.

Then kill the man when he was unprepared!

It is best to let the young coach know how excessive the evil things he has done in those years!

Thinking of this, Zhao Taoyan suddenly felt that he had found his life goal and was not so sad. He wiped away his tears and showed a long-lost smile.

She is so brave.

If my sister is there, she will praise her like this.

However, Zhao Songwan didn't want to praise her.

How could she think of it? Her cheap sister was determined to take revenge and even paid the price of her body.

It just happened to collide with her purpose.

At this moment.

Zhao Songwan has already lived in a remote yard in the commander's mansion.

Confused, no trace.

She thought hard for several days but couldn't understand why the strategy target was.

But I can't wait forever and decide to take the initiative.

I personally stewed chicken soup and went to the study.

She wore a light cheongsam today, which was less cold and stubborn, and more of the gentleness of her daughter's family.

Knocked at the study door.

A few seconds later, a cold voice came from the study.

"Enter."

Zhao Songwan closed her eyes and could still imagine the look that the man showed to her before he died.

Feeling ruthless.

Creepy.

She ended her when she was most confident.

Zhao Songwan will probably never forget such a look in this life.

These nightmares are one after another, and I still remember them and sweat a lot.

Now that he has to face it again, Zhao Songwan feels nervous and even sweats in his palms.

She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and looked at the door of the study, as if she was looking at the direction leading to the abyss, slowly pushing it open.

The study room is huge and cold, very rigorous and orderly, with the table beside the window and the bookshelf are filled with dense books.

The sun shines in from outside.

The man leaned lazily on the Taishi chair, looking through the official document casually in front of the table. His fingers were slender and distinct, and his joints were sexy with hardness. The lines extended to the wrist bones. The silver watch was simple.

Perhaps because she didn't go out today, she did not wear the uniform of the warlord's mansion, nor did she wear a military uniform. She just simply wore a white shirt, which made her look thin but not thin, and she had a slender beauty.

There is no extra color, clean and cold, but it looks extremely fascinating in the light at the end of March.

Zhao Songwan looked at such a scene. Even though she had experienced so many planes and seen so many guide targets, she still couldn't react for a while.

Shake the gods.

Hold your breath.

She walked to the table step by step, and the sound of opening the door was very obvious in the quiet study.

The man did not raise his eyes or glance at her. He leaned against the chair lazily, with long fingers scattered on the table. The almost transparent cufflinks were cold and sharp in color.

The side face was as cold as a still picture scroll, with sharp and clear lines. Perhaps because of office, Gao Ting also had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The eyes under the lens were not real, adding a bit of gentle elegance.

Even in the sun, there is not much warmth, and it exudes an inaccessible cold feeling.

Teach people fear and heart-warming.

You can just do nothing, and you don’t even need a look to catch your heartbeat in an instant.

Zhao Songwan has to admit it.

This guide target has the capital to make anyone fascinated.

No wonder the system is so salivating.

She sighed in her heart, still a little scared of what happened that day, so she gritted her teeth and walked up, calling out softly: "Sir."

The voice is soft but not delicate, and it is just right between coldness and sweetness.

Ranbai nodded coldly, the sound from his throat was short and low, without any special emotions. He lowered his eyes and looked at the official document, with gentle gold-rimmed glasses and abstinence in white shirt.

Didn't lift my eyes.

Zhao Songwan was unable to figure out the goal of making the goal.

Whenever she thinks she knows this person, her cognition will always be completely overturned.

It was like I didn't understand how this person could say such perverted words at the beginning, and I could take her back to the commander's mansion to recuperate.

She didn't mention it, and she didn't say it.

He gently placed the chicken soup next to the table and said softly: "I saw that the adults had not had lunch yet, so I was very worried. I went to the kitchen and cooked chicken soup. Why don't you try it?"

"No." Ranbai refused completely without leaving any room for anything.

Zhao Songwan still did not give up and smiled: "When I was at home, my parents often praised me for being a virtuous person, but I was very arrogant and I couldn't listen to them."

The person who had been looking through the official documents finally felt willing to lift his eyes and glanced at her.

The eyebrows and eyes were contaminated by the sun, as delicate as picturesque. The golden silk glasses were framed on the high and straight nose bridge, and the light reflected from the light that pierced people. Such a gentle scene has a sharp and bloody smell due to the momentum of fighting on the battlefield for many years.

That light glance almost made people breathless.

It contains the noble sense of silent oppression.

Zhao Songwan paused and looked at her for a short time. It was not even considered a glance, but just a glance of the other person.

The glasses under the lens are unpredictable and very deep.

The study was very quiet, and Zhao Songwan barely maintained a decent smile, restraining the chilling feeling from the soles of her feet.

I was afraid that the superior would pick up the gun and collapse her.

Lazy and sneer down.

"You look the cutest when you are clever." The voice was clear and low, and you said plainly.

"The favorability of the strategy target has dropped by 20, and the favorability is currently -20!"

Two voices rang in my ears at the same time.

“…”

I don't know how to answer this!

How can you still have different words and deeds?

While praising others for being cute, they lose their favorability!!

Zhao Songwan pursed her lips, looking pale and haggard, and held on to the state of his father's new mourning: "Now, I am the only one left in the Zhao family. I have nothing to do in this huge commander's mansion. I don't know what to do. I care about the young marshal's body, so I had to stew chicken soup."

"Don't you hate me?"

The wind and clouds are light and clear when the ranch asks.

It's like asking casually.

Zhao Songwan had to understand this sentence carefully and think wildly in his heart about how to answer.

She really wants to have a mind reading technique so that she can know what the goal of the strategy is thinking.

You slaughtered everyone, but you still ask if you hate him or not?

You are so cruel!!
Chapter completed!