C1 Rebirth

"Mm …" Ning Anlan murmured softly. He hadn't touched the cup of wine, so why did his body feel so uncomfortable?

Could it be that she had fallen into a trap during her rebirth?

With both hands by the sink, Ning Anlan raised his head and stared at the familiar face in the mirror. Those disgusting faces from his past life flashed through his mind, and his hatred was actually temporarily suppressing the fire in his body.

From tonight on, her fate would be changed. She would suffer endless malice and scheming, and even her dependent mother would ultimately die miserably.

She remembered every drop of blood and every debt.

Who would have thought that the heavens would have eyes for her to be reborn on this day after her death?

"Elder sister An Lan, are you done?" "I'm coming in!"

A voice filled with worry came from the door of the washroom. Ning Anlan sneered. She had never wanted to kill anyone so much before! If she remembered correctly, that pair of bastards. The trap had been prepared for her.

Ning Anlan swore in his heart that none of the people who had humiliated her in his previous life could escape!

The sound of high heels was getting closer. Ning Anlan closed his eyes and slowly opened them. The corner of his mouth hooked into an almost imperceptible sneer. This wolf in a good sheepskin finally couldn't take it anymore.

"It's almost done. Wait for me outside."

Ning Anlan turned his head to look at himself in the mirror. He held a handful of cold water with both hands and slapped it on his face.

Since the heavens had given her another chance, wasn't it too boring to end it so early?

Compared to the pain she had experienced in her previous life, the restlessness in her body was nothing. It was completely within the range of what she could endure.

Ning Anlan was cold as he walked out of the room, holding the wall 'weakly'.

"Sister An Lan, if you don't come out soon, I'll be going in to find you." Fu Yiyi stuck her head out. Her innocent face was filled with worry, and her tone was somewhat anxious.

"Didn't I come out now?" Ning Anlan replied calmly, continuing as Fu Yiyi said, "I'm feeling a little dizzy. I want to go back and rest."

Fu Yiyi's face lit up. "Then I'll send you back to your room!" "Big sister An Lan, I really didn't know that your alcohol tolerance was so low. That's why we drank a cup of wine!"

It was unknown what kind of mentality Fu Yiyi had in her previous life to send her to Xiao Wen's bed … She had really underestimated this woman.

But this time, he could not use her as a stepping stone!

Ning Anlan frowned, and lightly panted, "I don't know what's going on, but I feel dizzy all of a sudden." She leaned half of her body against Fu Yiyi's arm, looking on the verge of collapse.

"Then rest well. Sister An Lan, you must be too tired." Fu Yi's innocent eyes flashed with a trace of uncoordinated jealousy and hatred.

"Oh right, Sister An Lan, did you know?" That big ice city is back. "

As if victory was already in his grasp, he was afraid that Ning Anlan wouldn't be able to remember, so he deliberately reminded him, "That's the one …" You never wanted to marry your fiancé. "

The ancient city.

Ning Anlan's expression changed. In her previous life, she was born in a wealthy family, so her fingers didn't touch the Yang Spring Dew. She had a cold personality, and with the encouragement of others, she turned a blind eye to the ancient city.

Then, the matter of the hotel and Xiao Wen sleeping together happened. She used the most insulting method and ruthlessly slapped her fiancé's face, ruining the Gu family and Ning family's reputation.

The desire in his body tore at her rationality. Ning Anlan regretted it in his heart, and he didn't want to say anything more. He only replied coldly, "Yes."

Fu Yiyi was a little surprised. She didn't curse at the ancient city's name. Did this woman change her personality?

"I heard that the ancient city is short-sleeved! "He doesn't have a single woman by his side. It's said that he can't do it in that area, and is a fake man …"

It was as if Fu Yiyi didn't see Ning Anlan's discomfort. She kept chattering non-stop, making her even more agitated. Her mind was filled with a buzzing sound.

After passing through the corridor, Fu Yiyi, who was talking ominously behind her back, suddenly stopped in her tracks. Her face was deathly pale as if she had seen a ghost.

"Ancient..." Young Master Gu? "