Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 127

Wu Yongkang dared not disobey and simply bowed.

After hesitating for a long time, Su Gu finally led his men away under the unfriendly gazes of Qian Qing and Si Kong.

At this moment, three very important figures stood at the small gathering point.

As dawn approached, the search team still hadn't found anything.

Even Sikong's calm demeanor wavered slightly.

Qianqing looked at Zimo as if he were a dead man, while Zimo looked at himself as if he were an enemy.

Just as everyone was about to lose their patience, a figure slowly walked towards them.

Her figure was as white as snow, her hair ornaments jingling.

She was full of grievances, yet she was beautiful all her life.

She was like a lotus blooming at night, captivating all who saw her.

She is like a secluded orchid in a deep valley, pleasing to the heart and soul.

She is like the cycle of the seasons, perfectly natural.

She is like day and night, unrepentant.

Three people, six eyes, stared intently at her, her creamy yellow pleated skirt fluttering like a butterfly.

She only needs to appear, and she can easily capture your attention.

Three people were looking at her, but she only looked at Zi Mo.

(Zhang wants to wear women's clothing)

[Text: Chapter Sixty-Nine]

"Fourth Brother." You came out to find me, does that prove that I'm more important than Lu Susu?

"Eleven..." Zi Mo looked at me tremblingly, and I could almost see the world in his eyes.

"You don't want me anymore." You abandoned me and went off to enjoy yourself. I was the most pitiful, the most wronged, the most innocent, the most in need of protection, and the most deserving of your love.

"Fourth Brother was wrong. Fourth Brother shouldn't have ignored Eleventh Brother." Zi Mo's eyes shone brightly, dazzling everyone's eyes.

"You divorce Lu Susu." I don't like her now, but you can marry her when I do.

“Okay.” Zi Mo replied without hesitation.

A smile crept onto my face; the unpleasantness of the night was replaced by a happy smile thanks to his straightforward answer.

But before I could even laugh out loud, some clueless people came out to interfere.

"Nonsense!"

I don't have time for you right now. "Fourth Brother, do you not like me?" I asked you the same question on our wedding day.

"No, Fourth Brother dotes on Eleventh Brother the most." The same answer, but hearing it today, warmed my heart.

Zimo, you must remember your words, always remember them, or I'll kill you.

I moved closer to him and nestled into his arms: "Hug me." I want your embrace today.

Zi Mo's doting gaze lingered on the sweet nectar he had prepared for me. He reached out and slowly wrapped his arms around me.

I am his precious treasure. As long as I want this embrace, he can only be mine.

I touched the top of his head. He was kneeling and only reached my shoulder. Do you hate me? I've been naughty again and caused you trouble.

Then let my tears fall for you this time, to repay your grievances today, and to repay your kindness to me from now on. Tears fell on his hair, which was as dark as night, and dripped onto his increasingly broad shoulders.

"I didn't do it on purpose." (It was intentional.)

"Fourth Brother knows, Fourth Brother knows that Eleventh is the most sensible, and he doesn't want Fourth Brother to worry."

Yes, that's right. If I weren't worried about you and afraid you'd develop arthritis from kneeling, I would have hidden for a week before coming out. But the act has to be played out: "I was wrong. Next time I hide during the National Day holiday, I'll make sure to hide somewhere Fourth Brother can find me."

Zi Mo smiled and nodded: "Okay, hide well next time during the National Day holiday, and wait for Fourth Brother to come find you and take you home."

"You—you still want—a next time? Sikong, don't stop me. If I don't teach him a lesson this time, he'll forget whose world it is!"

What are you yelling about! Coming out when my brother and I are having a heart-to-heart talk is not very brotherly.

"Shen Ziyi, running away from home in the middle of the night, do you think it's fun?!"

Shouting too loudly will disturb everyone. I glanced at him dismissively and said, "Go home and stay there. What are you doing out here causing trouble!"

Zi Mo quickly shielded me, Si Kong gripped Qian Qing's arm tightly, Qian Qing's face contorted, she pointed at me, unable to utter a word for a long time.

I said the wrong thing again. I glanced at Zimo furtively. I'm so sorry! I'll try my best not to scold him in front of you again.

It took Qianqing a while to calm his overly excited emotions. She pushed Sikong's hand away and said arrogantly, "Since you don't want to sleep, then copy 'The Way of a Minister' a thousand times."

"No." It's not easy to write with a pen. Give me a computer, and I won't object to typing.

"You dare..."

Before he could make a move, Chou Qian had already firmly restrained him: "Sikong, let go!"

Chou Qian remained unmoved.