Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 245

Zi Mo nodded and stepped forward to pull me, but I turned away. My mother, with her experience, grabbed me tightly, her face smiling gently: "Xiao Yi, are you tired? Come back to your room with me."

"No," Mother whispered, "Don't even think about it."

I was very unhappy when I heard this. My mother was increasingly distrustful of me and increasingly felt that I was not good enough. She loved outsiders more than me and was afraid that I would do something bad, right? So I did something bad: "Fourth Brother, I'll sleep with you tonight."

"Okay, you can sleep wherever you want during the National Day holiday."

Lu Susu's face drained of color. Today was the fifteenth, and Zi Mo should have been in her room, but your son has offended me! Don't even think about it!

My mother suddenly released my hand, and her smile faded.

She carried Lu Susu and picked up the child, saying, "Fifteenth Aunt, would it be alright to bother Fourth Madam for one night?"

Lu Susu nodded gratefully, and her mother helped her leave.

She's angry, Mom's angry, otherwise she wouldn't refuse to comfort me.

I stared at them blankly, feeling so heartbroken...

Zi Mo looked at me and asked cautiously, "Eleven, did Lu Susu offend you?"

When he spoke, I suddenly felt a pang of sadness in my heart. My mother had never abandoned me, she had never stopped hitting me, she was blaming me, she really was blaming me. Watching them leave, I really wanted to ask—do you want a daughter as obedient as Lu Susu? Does she feel that I'm not good for her now?

My eyes were tired and my vision blurred—I never imagined she would blame me.

"Eleven, Eleven, Eleven, don't cry." Zi Mo hugged me anxiously. "It's okay, Eleven, Fourth Brother knows what to do?"

I buried my face in his chest and cried, "Mommy doesn't want me anymore! Mommy's angry! Mommy doesn't love me anymore!" "Waaah—waaah—"

"Eleven." Zi Mo gently coaxed me, and Xiao Cao retreated to follow her mother. "Fourth Brother will not allow Lu Susu into your courtyard from now on."

"What if she insists on coming?" If she goes to my mother, I wouldn't dare say no.

Zi Mo helped me wipe my face and tentatively asked, "What did she do?"

I glanced at him, knowing I didn't understand their dealings: "It's nothing." So as not to let Gao Zhenxin benefit from it.

Zi Mo breathed a sigh of relief and put his arm around me.

"Mother...to me..."

"Aunt Fifteen dotes on Eleven the most."

I love my mom the most too… “Puxi…” She’s pregnant.

Zi Mo spoke first: "Did she offend you too?"

I shook my head: "No." I was just asking.

Zi Mo looked serious and led me to his courtyard. I didn't see my mother, who had suddenly appeared, along the way, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

You won't see her again tomorrow.

Who did you see?

Zi Mo smiled and said, "Let's go."

I pulled my hand away from his: "I'm not going, I'm going to find Chouqian." I left him and walked out—I didn't go with Zimo, Mother can't be angry.

"eleven!"

"eleven!"

I turned and ran away, since my mother wouldn't care about me anyway.

"eleven!"

"eleven!"

...The thirteenth year of Emperor Renguang's reign—mid-year.

Three days later, Xi Lingchi arrived in the capital of Dongqing Kingdom with the Sixteenth Princess.

The arrangements for the reception in the court were officially finalized, and the focus of the argument became who would marry the Sixteenth Princess—Chou Qian or He Qianqing.

I remained standing in the corner, passing the time by following behind the ladyboy.

Whenever they talk about Chouqian, they like to look at me; when they talk about Chouqian marrying the Sixteenth Princess, they look at me with pity.

When I mentioned Qianqing marrying the Sixteenth Princess, they looked at me suspiciously. They just stared at me no matter what I said.

Let them look; I'm just naturally beautiful and can't help but admire myself.

Morning Dispersal -- I followed the transvestite to the office; he was busy working, and I was folding paper airplanes.

He was talking to his subordinates, while I was staring at comics in a daze.

He drank tea, I drank water;

He eats lunch while I'm on a diet.

night

I, Ugly and Humble, look forward to my mother coming to find me when she remembers me.

"What's wrong? You've been listless these past few days."

I lay on the table, pretending to sleep: "Nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite."