Everyone Thinks That the Fake Daughter Has Deep Problems

Tang Xiaoyu's jade-like eyes were full of anticipation that she didn't know, and she quickly picked up the phone.

Although she and Mingjiao haven't met each other these days, Mingjiao basically sends her messages every night through chat software.

Sometimes it's about her daily life in the studio, and sometimes it's about some interesting news.

Today seems to be the daily life of the studio again.

Tang Xiaoyu swipe the screen of the phone slowly, looking at the photos sent by Mingjiao, the first few photos are the decorations in the house, it looks like they are in the studio, and there are a few staff members standing in the distance, almost shrunk into a small point of the back.

The last one is a few brightly dressed models, each with a very unique temperament.

Mingjiao: Today I went to watch the models taking promotional photos. I didn't know there were so many beauties hidden in our studio.

Mingjiao: But our old friend Xiaoying is the most handsome.

She said and sent another photo.

Tang Xiaoyu paused with his fingertips, clicked on the last photo, and saw the girl in the red dress of Lie Yan.

Her appearance is already amazing enough, and after careful painting and makeup, it makes people feel that this exquisite beauty does not belong to the world, but like a beautiful doll in a fairy tale. Although the beauty is not vivid enough, it is dreamy enough.

This is not so much a photo as it is a well-shot poster.

blood cherry.

Tang Xiaoyu's mind suddenly became complicated for unknown reasons. She thought, she was originally a model in Mingjiao's studio, and it would not be surprising if the two of them had overlaps in their work.

Just looking at Xiaoying's name, she couldn't help thinking that when Mingjiao didn't know the other party, calling out the other party's name naturally brought enthusiasm.

She bowed her head and typed a line: You have become friends.

She silently examined the line, no matter how she read it, there was an indescribable weirdness.

Tang Xiaoyu deleted this line of words, and replied again: It's very beautiful.

Mingjiao's news came immediately, as if without thinking: Although Xiaoying is very good-looking, there is one person in my heart who is the most beautiful and cutest girl in the world. Guess who she is.

Tang Xiaoyu's mood suddenly surged, she pursed her lips and didn't know how to reply.

Mingjiao didn't know whether she thought she couldn't guess, or thought she couldn't guess, and sent another message within a few seconds: It's you.

Tang Xiaoyu's heart immediately seemed to be hit by something, and her cheeks began to feel hot for no reason. She stared at those words for a while, and then seemed to avoid something, and moved her eyes uncomfortably around the room.

Soon her eyes fell on the last Q-version villain that was about to be completed on the computer screen. The three-headed girl, the purple highlights in her hair faded from mystery and became cute.

Every day, he always said some random words, which made people upset.

Tang Xiaoyu tapped his snow-white fingertips on the girl's round cheeks, not shy.

·

In a few more days.

Mingjiao's attitude towards Xiaoying's matter is more casual. Whether it is becoming an ally or a friend, she has no hope in the short term, and she does not plan to deliberately create opportunities to get along.

The things that are always in front of us are more urgent. For example, the studio will launch a large-scale event in the middle of next month. The reason is that a very important traditional festival in this world-Hanfu Festival is coming.

This festival is very important, especially for clothing companies of large and small brands. They will take the opportunity to launch a variety of designs to compete in the big market of the clothing industry and attract customers' attention and purchasing power.

Of course, Mingjiao's studio can't miss this festival. One of the proposals given by the planning department is to launch a series of Hanfu with the theme of the twelve flower gods next month.

The so-called twelve flower gods are simpler, and they represent the twelve kinds of flowers in the twelfth month of the lunar calendar.

Plum blossom in January, apricot blossom in February, peach blossom in March, peony in April, pomegranate in May, lotus in June, hollyhock in July, osmanthus in August, chrysanthemum in September, hibiscus in October, camellia in November, narcissus in December .

The legends of the twelve flower gods also exist in Mingjiao's original world, which is not much different from this world, and both worlds have the Flower Festival.

After the proposal is approved, it is the selection of designers who decide to participate in it.

Mingjiao was very interested in this event and joined in the fun to draw lots together, and won the lottery with the theme of apricot blossoms.

It's not that she walked through the back door as a boss, it's that her design style is gradually taking shape, and she is already qualified to participate in such large-scale activities.

Moreover, all the designers in the studio are eligible for the lottery. Participating in the lottery does not mean that they will be able to participate in this event. After the design drawings of the designers come out, they will have to go through a vote, and all unqualified ones will be eliminated.

There are new joys and busy work at work. The aunt she has been looking forward to has not let her down. I don’t know if the limelight of the kidnapping incident has passed in the past two days, or if she has finally figured out what to do with her disobedient niece. Started, and began to send people to follow her.

But this time the stalkers changed their stalking location, instead of squatting near the rose garden, they changed to a studio. Fortunately, this group of people's business level is not bad, and the place of squatting and stalking is also some distance away from the studio.

Otherwise, Mingjiao will be worried, if they are discovered by Xiaoying or the security guards in the studio, will she help cover it up, or just watch the fun.

Work and life are still under control, only one person's mind Mingjiao really can't understand.

At that time, she was sitting in the living room staring at another oversized doll that was delivered, [Tong, what do you think my sister is thinking? I wanted to set up a character in front of her as a prodigal son, did she think I was mentally regressed? 】

Since going to the old house, my sister has sent people to deliver things from time to time.

Jewelry, clothes and bags can be understood, but these furry dolls are really...

It's not that I don't like it, it's just that it's weird that my sister sent her off.

The system is also a bit confused, and after thinking about it, he sighed, [Human heart, sea needle. 】

Ming Jiao chuckled, 【Forget it, it's not a bad thing anyway. 】

She let herself collapse on the couch with the soft doll resting on her head.

It has been raining this month, and the temperature is a bit low. Lying on the doll is comfortable and warm.

If she is willing to send something, this is a sign of reconciliation, or she will send a gift in return.

Mingjiao raised her hands and looked at it, why don't you also make a dress for your sister?

But the theme of apricot blossoms that was drawn recently was about to empty her mind. Xinghua is still suitable for her sister. Although her sister is a standard long-legged royal sister, she is quite sweet when she smiles.

When Mingjiao thought of the prickly dimple at the corner of her sister's mouth, her hands itched, and she really wanted to poke that small hole.

If you don’t wait for the apricot flower-themed Hanfu to be made and given to your sister, no matter whether her design can participate in the event, the design can always be worn.

She told the system this plan, and the system was speechless for a moment, 【Host, don't you think you are too perfunctory with your sister? 】

Mingjiao waved her hand, 【My family members care too much about so many details, it's too far-fetched, and besides, my intention to give her a gift is sincere. 】

System: Forget it, as long as you are happy.

It said, 【The host is your birthday tomorrow, do you have any plans? 】

It knew that Mingjiao was going to visit the grave of her biological parents, but it was impossible to stay in the cemetery all day.

Mingjiao picked up a strand of hair to play with casually, [I can't think of it, do you have any good suggestions? 】

She didn't have the chance to celebrate her birthday before, but now, the best choice is to be with Tang Xiaoyu. But that's unlikely, can we look forward to next year, or call Shi Yan over to accompany her to a restaurant?

System, [You humans celebrate your birthday with nothing more than eating, drinking, and having some fun. 】

It said, [You order some good dishes tomorrow, how about I show you the movies I have in stock? These movies are available in several parallel worlds, and they are very well received by the audience, and if you, the host, like holographic projections, I can do it too. 】

Mingjiao's eyes light up, she is not depressed by nature, she likes to enjoy the fun most, 【There is such a good thing, why didn't you take it out earlier? An inch of time is an inch of gold, how many happy hours we have wasted. 】

The system's tone was helpless, 【Is this a question I want or not? Isn't it that you have lived your life more exciting than the movies? No time to watch a movie. 】

Mingjiao: This is too real a truth, she can't refute it.

·

the second day.

The distant mountains are green and misty, and Mingjiao walks up the long stone steps with a black umbrella.

Her biological parents and aunt are all buried in this cemetery. The cemetery is always quiet, and even the green trees in the distance are somewhat solemn.

This is the first time she paid homage to her parents alone. Of course, she has not been here a few times before. In short, it is not difficult to find the tombstone with memories guiding her parents. The couple were very loving during their lifetime and slept together after death.

When Mingjiao approached their tombstone, her steps paused a little. She had never been in awe of ghosts and gods before. After she had a magical situation, she began to look forward to whether there could be ghosts here.

But then she smiled, threw away these wild thoughts, bent over and placed the flowers in front of her parents' tombstones, and squatted down by herself, carefully looking at the photos on the two tombstones.

When they left, it was also a good time in their lives. Although their fixed faces were not youthful, they were also very young.

Mingjiao looked away from the handsome father's face, and stared carefully at the bright-faced mother, [Tong, look, we look alike. 】

The system responded muffledly, it didn't know what the host was thinking, but it felt that she was in a low mood right now.

Mingjiao took out the handkerchief she had prepared, and gently wiped away the raindrops falling from the tombstone, 【Did you know? I've thought about it before, I'm so similar to her, except for my background and brains, it's almost a parallel world? In this case, our parents should be the same. 】

The system only knew that Mingjiao was an orphan, and didn't know more details. Hearing this, he sighed, 【Host, have you never met your biological parents? 】

【never seen it. 】Mingjiao put down the handkerchief, she suddenly remembered that it was still raining, it was a bit silly to do so, she should wait for the weather to come over and wipe it carefully, and do my best for them.

【I am a child abducted by human traffickers. I have changed hands many times. It is difficult to find, and...】

【Are you afraid that they will abandon you on purpose? 】

[I'm afraid it won't matter, I just don't want to make trouble for myself. 】Mingjiao pondered for a moment, 【I have spent almost all of my life fighting against the human traffickers who trafficked us. Even if it is finally broken up by the dismantling of meat and bones, there are still many potential dangers.

Some of my experiences are also destined to reintegrate into the lives of ordinary people, and it will take time to adapt. 】

Hearing what she said, the system couldn't help sighing again.

Mingjiao got up slowly, eyes lowered, 【I came to this world, and when I saw them, I had a premonition that they in my world should not be there anymore. 】

The fate between some people may be destined to be very short.

The system felt stabbed in the heart by a big knife, and suddenly burst into tears.

The breeze blows slowly, connected with the rain, and it is another refreshing coolness.

Mingjiao exhaled slowly, and smiled again, 【Tong, has your crying-bag attribute awakened again? Think of something happy, for example, in my world, all the traffickers who kidnapped and trafficked us had a very miserable end, and we also tore down that criminal organization, which is already the best sacrifice. I'm sure they will be very pleased. 】

The system whimpered for a while before saying, [I am fine as the host, just let me cry alone for ten days and a half months. 】

Mingjiao pursed her lips and smiled, and when her eyes fell back to the tombstone, her eyes became serious, "It's been a long time since we met. Mom and Dad, I am also your daughter, and I will visit you often in the future."