After the fake daughter awakened, the real daughter won easily
Auteur: tween_rose© WebNovel
Chapitre 1: Chapter 1: Bad relationship
"clang!"
A valuable vase was thrown out, hitting a girl, and the vase fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
"I tell you, Yan Jun, I am the daughter of the Yan family, you are just a fake daughter who has occupied the magpie's nest, a thief!" The
Yan family recently discovered that Miss Yan Jun of the Yan family is not a biological daughter, and then quickly found the real daughter Jiang Li.
These days,
people come to the Yan family almost every day. Those who come back, without exception, say that the relationship between the real and fake daughters is not good.
Especially the fake daughter Yan Jun, who is bullied by the real daughter every day.
Yan Jun looked down at the corpse of the vase in front of his toes.
Yan Jun pursed his lips, "I'm sorry."
The girl opposite Yan Jun grabbed the fruit plate on the table and threw the fruit filled with fruit at Yan Jun.
But the aim didn't seem to be very good, and it didn't hit Yan Jun, but hit the guests eating melons in front.
"Ah!"
Jiang Ning, the hostess of the Yan family, sat on the sofa and watched her friend's daughter Lin Jinzhi being accidentally injured.
Jiang Ning: "Jinzhi! How about you leave first? Jiang Li makes trouble twice a day, and each time it lasts for a long time. If you stay here any longer, I'm afraid you will be hurt by mistake later."
Lin Jinzhi covered her forehead. She wanted to watch the show, but she didn't want to get hurt.
She was just hit on the head by an apple. What if Jiang Li threw a knife at her next?
Then she would be dead!
"Then Aunt Ning, I'll go home first. I'll come to see you when I have time."
When Lin Jinzhi walked out of the door of Yan's villa, she could still hear the sound of something being smashed behind her.
At this time, the person wearing white short boots and denim shorts, holding a flower pot that he had just brought from the side, said: "Lin Jinzhi is gone. I can't see her anymore."
Jiang Li put the flower pot back to its original position, then sat down on the side, and took out two cards from his trouser pocket.
Yan's mother Jiang Ning, who had been sitting on the sofa, moved to the side. There was also a card where she had just sat.
Yan Jun also sat down with the two of them around the table, lifted the tablecloth, and took out the two cards she had just hidden.
Seeing this, the servant next to her immediately put the cards she had put away on the table.
Yan Jun and the others were playing Landlord just now, and the game was about to end when Lin Jinzhi came to the door.
Jiang Li was a little impatient, "What kind of friends do you and your daughter have? Do you have to come in batches to eat melons and watch plays? The mother comes in the morning, and the daughter comes in the afternoon."
Jiang Li pointed to a plate of fruit that the servant had just picked up, "The apple that just hit Lin Jinzhi started working three days ago. It went into battle with injuries and hit several people who came to laugh at it. It's all broken and will be laid off tomorrow."
Jiang Ning looked at the apple occupying the C position, which had some damage on the surface, "You have a good aim. You always hit those people with this apple."
Jiang Ning smiled, "Maybe it's because you used to play skipping stones in the countryside, so you practiced it. Oh, by the way, Xiaojun, I just threw the vase, and the porcelain fragments didn't pierce you!"
Yan Jun shook his head, "No."
Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. These days, we have been acting to the outside world that we are not in harmony, which is different from what you saw at the beginning. Take another look, how am I after a month?"
Yan Jun looked up and looked at Jiang Li. She saw that Jiang Li was still alive and kicking after a month, which was different from the tragic death she had seen before.
"You are not dead. This time I saw that you are still alive and well."
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