She thought of the mirror she had just looked at and thought that the metaphor was much more powerful than the north and the south. Even if the north and the South looked more fierce, the metaphor was silent and heavy.
Xu Yingxia looked back at Jiang Sheng and said, "ah Sheng, what's the matter with you calling me here?" Jiang Sheng said with a deeper smile, "didn't I say that I wanted to tell you about the life experience of words?" She deliberately said half of what she said, and then stared at Xu Yingxia to see her reaction: "you should be very nervous now, aren't you more nervous than when you knew you were not born to Xu Zhigang?
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Xu Yingxia's heart beat very fast, like a heavy bell in her chest.
She grabbed the palm of her hand and pretended to be indifferent: "ah Sheng, please tell me, don't make fun of me any more." Jiang Sheng chuckles. She likes to hold other people's appetite and watch their emotions rise and fall in this way. When she looks at the stories of ancient times, she likes the ancient animals that devour other people's fear most, because she also likes this way. She feels Xu Yingxia's tense mood and has a kind of comfort in her heart,
this comfort far exceeds her hatred of words. After a long time, Jiang Sheng said, "unfortunately, Yu is Xu Zhigang's own daughter." She said, carefully looking at Xu Yingxia's manner, "it turns out that you have occupied everything that the metaphor should have enjoyed. Cause and effect have retribution. No wonder the metaphor has robbed you of many things
… No, those were supposed to be her things
When Xu Yingxia heard the speech, her heart contracted heavily, as if she had fallen into the deep sea. The sea water poured back, and it was dark.
Her back slowly cooled down, with a chill. Unconsciously, the breath she had just held tightly relaxed, and there was a cold sweat on her back.
She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. It was like a long-term guess had finally been carried out, but her mind stagnated, leaving only a long blank. Such a blank left her at a loss.
She stared at Jiang Sheng. Jiang Sheng laughs: "Xia Xia, you should not be stunned. I think you have already guessed it. Otherwise, why do you pay so much attention to the life experience of metaphor? They all say that people have a sixth sense of something. I guess that's your sixth sense reminding you to pay attention to Metaphor, because metaphor is your creditor. In the past 20 years, you have occupied her identity and enjoyed what she should enjoy Later, she became Lu Yan's girlfriend and was spoiled by Lu Yan for so many years. In other words, she is an orphan without father or mother. No one supports her, no one takes care of her, and she even needs to be sponsored to study. Tut tut You two are too dramatic, exchanging lives, pestering boyfriends, hating and hurting each other. "
"Xia Xia, originally, what you lived was a life like metaphor. Maybe you didn't live as well as metaphor, because metaphor has entered the middle class now at least through your own efforts, and you still rely on your family and achieve nothing."
Jiang Sheng is not polite at all. She likes to poke people's pain, and she doesn't want to take other people's feelings into consideration. It's none of her business. "Why don't you talk?" When Jiang Sheng saw Xu Yingxia like this, he felt that she was beaten by the north and the south today, and her depression had dissipated a lot. "If I tell you that I am the real daughter of the Xu family, the eldest daughter of the Xu family, the princess of the upper class, and the little Lord who should be loved by Lu Yan, I will certainly retaliate and disturb you."
Her last four words, deliberately spit out word by word, with a heavy pressure, scared Xu Yingxia white lips.
Jiang Sheng said, "guess what she will do to you with such a disposition as metaphor?"
Her last sound fell to the ground, and the whole ward was quiet. The sun came in through the window. It was bright and bright, and in an instant it became a pale pillar of light. Xu Yingxia used all her strength to calm herself down. She had a way to think. The more she thought about it, the more painful her palmprint on her face was. She said that she was always haggling over everything. Now she is very arrogant. If If everyone knows that Yu is Xu's own daughter, and she is only a fake, Yu will be more arrogant, and she will be desperate.
Xu Yingxia just thought of such a picture, she felt afraid that she would be abandoned by the whole world. Upper class society attaches importance to consanguinity, followed by popularity. If Xu's mother knew that she was not born, and that simile was born, she would only love simile, and she might be full of guilt for simile. Lu Yan now likes simile very much, and when he knows it,
the position of simile in his heart can no longer be shaken; but if she didn't love her father very much, she would only love simile.
A thorough chill ran up from Xu Yingxia's back. Her eyelashes trembled and she stared at Jiang Sheng: "ah Sheng, you must have a way to ask me to come here, right? Tell me how to You don't want to be too arrogant. Once she is arrogant, the north and the South will be arrogant, and the north and the South will be arrogant. Maybe she will start to think about song qingran again
Xu Yingxia comes forward and holds Jiang Sheng's hand.Jiang Sheng suddenly turned his face, her character has been so uncertain, her face heavy, pushed away Xu Yingxia, with disgust: "you also deserve to touch me, no father no mother orphan." She was not polite at all. "You should mention the things about song qingran and me?"
Xu Yingxia was startled.
But Jiang Sheng slowly laughed again: "I'm joking with you. You can't stand it any more. What I want to tell you is that there's only one way to deal with rhetoric. Hold your mother, Mrs. Xu."
Xu Yingxia was stunned and didn't understand.
Jiang Sheng: "Mrs. Xu's love for you is not fake. What's more, she has paid so many years of emotion and energy. You are very special to her."
"Metaphor is just a title for her, a daughter who seems to have been separated for many years, a daughter she feels unfamiliar with, a daughter she is not familiar with."
"But people hate cheating. If Mrs. Xu knows from others that the metaphor is her own daughter, but you are not, if she accidentally discovers that you already know it, but deliberately conceals it, she will have a bad impression on you, and her guilt for the metaphor will deepen."
"So, you have to take the initiative, turn the passive into the active, and let go."
Xu Yingxia listened carefully to Jiang Sheng's words, unconsciously biting her lower lip, and her eyes drooped slightly. The beautiful eyes revealed the pitiful vividness. "You take the initiative to tell Mrs. Xu that you accidentally found that your blood type is not compatible with that of your family, so you accidentally found that you are not the real daughter of the Xu family. You are very sad and sad, but you love Mrs. Xu very much and are not willing to tell her that you are not her daughter. While you enjoy the deep love of the Xu family, you feel deeply guilty for the real Xu Yingxia So you start secretly looking for the Xu family's own daughter. "