Everyone Thinks That the Fake Daughter Has Deep Problems

Tang Xiaoyu walked down the handrail of the stairs on the third floor. The metal handrail felt cold to the palm of her hand. This coldness seemed to seep into her heart, making her shiver unspeakably.

Keeping Mingjiao by his side is for protection and also for the desire to find out. But before he had time to see her clearly, the fog on her body became heavier again.

Who put monitors in her house?

Apart from her family members, the only ones who can enter her room are the maids who are responsible for cleaning.

But they have no reason to do so. If it is a competitor of the Ming family who buys off the monitor installed by the servant, wouldn't it be better to monitor my sister?

And she just went to her sister's room to check, and found no monitor in a similar hidden place.

She thinks there shouldn't be any, and most likely there won't be a room for her and her sister.

If this is the case, it can only mean that the person who put the monitor is targeting Mingjiao herself.

Who would it be? This question began to linger in her mind again.

Everyone is biased, and she is no exception. She didn't think her family would do such a thing, let alone she couldn't see the point in doing so.

When her footsteps fell down another flight of stairs, she suddenly paused.

For some reason, she thought of Mingjiao's subtle reaction when she received a call from her aunt a few days ago, and she was not as close and dependent as she imagined.

Even at the banquet, including the short communication after they came back, there was a sense that all their emotions were superficial and false.

"Sister." Someone's voice interrupted Tang Xiaoyu's thoughts. She looked down and saw Mingyue standing on the corridor with a transparent fruit plate in her hand, as if she wanted to find her in her room.

Tang Xiaoyu withdrew his distracted mind and walked down the last few steps, "Come find me."

Ming Yue nodded and sent the fruit plate forward, "Go back to the study after eating the fruit."

Tang Xiaoyu shook his head, "You can save it for a while and go to the garden with me now, is that okay?"

Mingyue looked at her and responded, and the two sisters walked towards the garden side by side.

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The evening wind is blowing, and the leaves rustle lightly with the wind, which is not disturbing. It is a sound that makes people feel at ease and comfortable.

Tang Xiaoyu could feel Mingyue's eyes falling on her from time to time, observing her and trying to figure her out.

She is a careful child, she just watches but doesn't talk a lot of the time, like a dull black cat who is very vigilant about the world.

"Isn't it strange, why didn't I say a word about the task I took over this time?" Tang Xiaoyu stopped in front of the ivory white European-style gazebo in the garden, and Mingyue who was following her immediately stopped silently , looking at her with those dark eyes.

She still didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Tang Xiaoyu can also guess what she is thinking. In the organization, their tasks are divided into individual tasks and team tasks. Unless there are special confidentiality requirements, even when doing individual tasks, they will let their teammates know the basic situation. There was no time to ask for help, and she was no exception.

But this time, not only did she not mention it, she also deliberately avoided it when asked by others, which must have seemed strange to Mingyue.

At first, Tang Xiaoyu really planned to settle the matter before telling her, because both the hunter and Mingjiao were the ones who worried her very much at such a young age.

But the silver button found on the third floor changed her mind. What happened to Mingjiao seems to be a shallow puddle, but in fact it may be an abyss and dark sea. The people and things involved must be more than she can see now. There are even more to come.

Other members of the Ming family may have been involved in it long ago, but they didn't know it. And she and Mingyue are not only sisters, but also teammates of a team. In the process of her investigation, when she inevitably asks the organization for help, she must inevitably know about it.

There would be no point in hiding it.

What's more, Tang Xiaoyu never felt that excessive concealment was a form of protection.

All kinds of thoughts are lengthy, but in fact they are only a moment.

Tang Xiaoyu thought for a while, and decided to start from the present, "Go back and check your room later."

As she spoke, she spread out the silver buckle she had been holding in her hand to Mingyue, "See if there is anything like it."

Mingyue took the silver buckle and looked at it over and over for a while. She didn't feel like a simple button, it was a bit too heavy, and there was something wrong that she couldn't explain. "What's this?"

Tang Xiaoyu said, "I asked Baige, and she said it was a monitor."

Mingyue shook her hand, her eyes widened in surprise.

Her eyes are very round, but they are not almond eyes. When she looks at people, her eyes are sharp like cat's eyes. Now she is full of surprise, and she is more like a cat pricking up its ears.

She quickly asked as if thinking of something, "You found this on the third floor?"

Tang Xiaoyu nodded.

"Where?" Mingyue asked.

Tang Xiaoyu stared into the distance, his black eyes were like a lake in the night. Although it was quiet, it made people feel unpredictable, "In Mingjiao's room."

Mingyue was stunned, her vigilant cat eyes were washed away by confusion, and she finally showed some childishness that a young man should have, "This...what's going on?"

She felt that whether Tang Xiaoyu went to Mingjiao's room suddenly or there was a monitor in Mingjiao's room, both things were very strange.

"I haven't found out yet." Tang Xiaoyu said, "Maybe it was an accident targeting her alone, maybe it wasn't. But you don't have to be nervous, just pay attention to other people at home, and everything will be fine as usual."

The other people are naturally the servants at home.

Mingyue regained her composure. She is a very sensitive child, and she quickly found a logical line from all kinds of irrationality, "Your task target is her now."

It was Mingjiao, and Tang Xiaoyu's avoidance of talking about it a few days ago also had an explanation.

Tang Xiaoyu turned her gaze back to her sister's face, "The matter I'm investigating now involves two people who are extremely important to us, and one of them is indeed her. I didn't tell you before because I thought the timing was inappropriate and because there are no clues yet. "

The light in Mingyue's eyes was like a cluster of flames, jumping up and down, she was thinking quickly, and suddenly her body, which was already standing very straight, stretched even more straight, like a bowstring being stretched, "The other person is the hunter! He showed up again, didn't he?"

Tang Xiaoyu stared at the bitter hatred on Mingyue's face, and sighed almost nothing, "It's him."

After she took off her glasses, she was far from being as lonely and icy as Mingjiao usually saw. Instead, she was like a pear blossom in March, charming and charming.

When there is a touch of sadness and pity on such a face, there is a bit of gentleness like the breeze and the morning mist.

"Mingyue." She put her hand on her younger sister's shoulder.

Mingyue's fists were clenched tightly, endless hatred surged in her dark eyes, but this hatred couldn't be realized because she couldn't see the enemy, making her pupils look extremely empty and desolate.

It took a while before she slowly relaxed her body under Tang Xiaoyu's palm, raised her face and looked at her, "How could they be involved together?"

Tang Xiaoyu lowered his eyes for a moment, and told her what happened that night half a month ago.

Accompanied by the cold fragrance of the night wind, Qiangwei seemed to revive in her nose again. When she hugged him, the soft and cold body made her smell a breath called death at that moment.

It's not a pleasant memory.

Fortunately, as her narration ended, the illusory breath and touch immediately faded away without a trace.

Listening to her narration, Mingyue felt astonished, confused, angry, and worried. Several complex emotions were intertwined, making her childish face, which was rarely seen, look even more gloomy that is rare for young people.

She thought for a while after listening, and slowly lowered her eyelashes, "Then how is her body?"

Tang Xiaoyu thought about it, and found that he couldn't explain all the mysteries about Qingmingjiao, including her abnormal recovery speed, so he simply said, "She's fine."

Seeing Mingyue drooping her head in a depressed mood and unconsciously kicking a small stone under her feet, she knew that she must be conflicted.

"Don't worry." The hand she placed on Mingyue's shoulder slowly moved to the top of the wind-blown hair that was a little messy.

"I'll take her to the study. Her safety will not be threatened. You don't have to force yourself to participate in this matter."

Not to mention that the school hasn't had summer vacation yet, and she doesn't have time to intervene more.

Mingyue stopped the unconscious tangled movements of her feet, and slowly responded after a while, "I know. I will pay attention at home, and call me if you need my help in the investigation."

Tang Xiaoyu slowly put down his hands, "Yes. It's getting late, I should go back."

Mingyue looked up at her, "Yes."

The two of them walked back as they did when they came here, but Mingyue slowed down after walking a few steps, and suddenly stopped, "Sister."

Tang Xiaoyu turned around and looked back, "What's wrong?"

Mingyue's tone was a little hesitant, "Will it be inconvenient for you to stay with her...or I will be responsible for her safety."

She knew that the relationship between Tang Xiaoyu and Mingjiao was even worse, maybe not just boredom, maybe there was hatred in it.

In this case, even if she is a person whose responsibilities are separated from personal emotions, she should still be very tormented, Mingyue thought so uncertainly.

"It's not that difficult to get along with her." Tang Xiaoyu shook his head lightly, with a somewhat complicated tone, "Maybe she is never the same as what we see."

As the words fell, a few strands of her seaweed-like long hair slid down her shoulders, neutralizing the faint coldness on her body. Just like the bright moon sometimes makes people feel cold, and sometimes makes people feel gentle.

Mingyue couldn't quite understand her last words, but she lost some worries when she captured that ray of tenderness.

"Then do you still hate her now?"

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