Everyone Thinks That the Fake Daughter Has Deep Problems

"Sister Lang, you don't have to think about it. Maybe we have exposed some rumors and traces in some actions, but it shouldn't let others directly lock and suspect us."

The man in the baseball cap was really surprised by my aunt's guess at the beginning, but now that I came back to my senses, I felt that my aunt was a bit of an underdog, or a guilty conscience.

"Besides, you should know Miss Mingwei's character better than I do."

This matter doesn't seem like her method, and even if she catches traces of this matter, she won't easily suspect you.

After all, my aunt and her are related by blood, and most people would not doubt their blood relatives, especially in this kind of matter.

The man in the baseball cap thought this way, a little unnaturally.

Even though both he and his aunt lack conscience, let alone have any sense of shame. But sometimes it is one thing to do it, and it is another thing to discuss it repeatedly in words.

My aunt's thoughts continued for a while out of the blue, and after she calmed down, she also felt that she was thinking too much.

It is impossible for Ming Wei to know about this. If she knew, it would be impossible for Ming Jiao to let Ming Jiao still live in Rose Garden.

The aunt and the man in the baseball cap were discussing the possible behind-the-scenes instigator behind the ex-uncle, but they had no idea for a while.

But none of them had the slightest doubt about the person involved in this incident, Ming Jiao.

Because in their inherent impression, Mingjiao is still that brainless and beautiful idiot, even if she is somewhat sober now and unwilling to be a chess piece, she is still an idiot.

The man in the baseball cap said, "The best way to deal with it now is to send him some money and see what he does next."

"If he is instigated by someone to oppose us, he will definitely find a way to contact the person behind him after receiving the money. And that person will most likely trace the source of the remittance in reverse, no matter how they move, as long as they move We can follow the vine."

Auntie nodded, "I will leave this matter to you, and you must keep an eye on it, and don't make any omissions."

Her face was icy, and her eyes were like steel needles that had been tempered with ice, obviously expressing her dissatisfaction with so many side issues in this incident

The man in the baseball cap responded, without arguing for himself, and left quickly.

Not long after the man in the baseball cap left, the door of the bedroom was opened, and a slim woman in black came out.

She looks ordinary, but her temperament is full of affinity, almost making people feel good at first sight.

She didn't seem to have heard the conversation outside not long ago at all, and walked to her aunt with a calm expression, "Everything has been dealt with, then lie down and rest."

Auntie saw the expression of the woman in black gradually calm down, and quietly followed suit.

The woman in black sat on the side of the bed after my aunt lay down, and she skillfully put her hand on her wrist, "Is your body hurting a lot lately?"

My aunt said, "It's still the same."

She lowered her head and watched the light green color slowly flowing to all parts of her body like life, relieving the dull pain in her heart and the residual pain that seemed to have been hammered to every bone in her body every time the disease broke out.

The woman in black glanced at the shards of glass that hadn't been cleaned up on the ground, her tone was mild to indifferent, "Don't always be so angry, it's not good for your health."

My aunt felt comfortable and her mood improved a lot. She tilted her head slightly and picked up the mobile phone that was left on the side of the bed.

The screen lit up, and on it were the chat records of Mingjiao and her ex-uncle on the chat software.

It can be seen that the strange relationship between the two has become closer as time goes by.

In these past stories of biological parents and aunts that Mingjiao had never met, collected by words, every time Mingjiao understood, she trusted her ex-uncle more.

Auntie looked at Mingjiao's profile picture, her eyes were filled with complexities, resentment and unwillingness to bear, "It's just an important chess piece that wants to get out of my control, and other things are not going well."

This beautiful face, which was pale without makeup but still elegant like a goddess, was coated with a colder luster by the light reflected on the screen.

"But it doesn't matter. I understand now that using a fool is a double-edged sword. It can be easily used by me, and naturally it is easy to be influenced by others. But once she suffers a devastating blow, she will only have one result, and she will go crazy , will complain about others."

So as long as some things are done, she is destined to be unable to escape.

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At that time, Mingjiao, who was regarded as a fool by others, finished her busy day of work and returned to Rose Garden.

The roses in the garden were washed away by the rainy season a few days ago, and a lot of them fell. Although the garden was cleaned every day, there were still fallen leaves and flowers. With the setting sun, it became more desolate and desolate. .

However, Mingjiao is still in a good mood, because the whole studio has come to the end of preparations for the Hanfu Festival and the launch of the Twelve Flower Gods Hanfu, and the next step is to start sending publicity in advance to warm up.

Naturally, there are still several departments that need to continue to be busy, but she can already relax and wait for the Hanfu Festival.

This put Mingjiao in a very good mood.

Some things that were delayed due to work can also be put on the agenda again to speed up the progress.

For example, filial piety to my aunt, and her love plan.

She hummed a little tune happily, and walked all the way into the room, only to realize that the system hadn't spoken to her for a long time today.

Could it be that something else has been discovered?

Tongzi is also a model worker!

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The night is deep, and in the remote wilderness, as the weather gets colder, the chirping of insects among the trees is much less.

Suddenly, a faint black mist floated in the air, followed by a figure of a man looming in it. He walked extremely fast, or he was teleporting at all.

But in a short while, he had already walked out of the most remote area, and entered the suburb with a few houses scattered in front of him, and the cement road was neatly built. If he went further, he would see more people.

He was so focused on his journey that he couldn't and couldn't notice the ripples in the air tens of meters away behind him.

If anyone can see this scene, they will find transparent ripples like water waves. In fact, it is formed by the condensation of countless strings of tiny transparent numbers.

These transparent and small numbers seem to have souls, and they have been falling behind the man not too far away.

After walking for a while like this, the transparent number suddenly stopped in mid-air, no longer chasing the man.

It froze for a moment, and the countless data gathered together suddenly scattered like fireflies, and it was difficult to find any traces.

Almost a few seconds after the transparent numbers dispersed, there seemed to be a small crack in the sky, and a group of black light waves drilled out of the crack.

It also seemed to have a soul, flying around the area where the transparent data stagnated several times, as if looking for traces of these transparent numbers.

This time, the man who had been on his way ahead seemed to have sensed something. He paused in his steps, turned around abruptly, and looked towards the void from a long distance away.

Seeing the black energy ball, his pupils shrank, but it was just surprise, not panic or fear.

"Why are you here?" As the man walked, the black clothes on his body were billowed by the wind, and the black mist that had been lingering around him slowly faded away.

"I thought you weren't going to come over."

The black energy ball actually made a sound. It sounded very chaotic, but the words were clear, but it was difficult to distinguish between men, women, and children. "I am fully responsible for this matter. How could I not come here?"

This voice is obviously the mysterious man in the fog who talked with the hunter that day under the abandoned floor, and this man is self-evident, of course it is the hunter.

The hunter is not a fool, he just raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "You came to help me but didn't tell me directly, instead you followed me secretly, thinking that as soon as I returned to Zhuhuai City, enthusiastic passers-by would target me? "

Although the sound of the black energy light ball is chaotic, it can be heard very angry at this time, "You ignore my words, why don't you use crystals to hide your tracks."

Hunter, "I just want to test whether enthusiastic passers-by have such supernatural powers."

He swept his eyes around, "It seems that you are in danger."

The black ball of light said coldly, "If you continue to be so arrogant, sooner or later you will not even know how you died."

The hunter didn't mind his bad attitude, and even his voice was full of malice appreciating other people's anger, "Why are you so irritable, you will enter the city soon, I listen to you, can't you just use the crystal now? "

The black ball of light didn't say anything, but the dark light flowing on it flickered a few times.

One person, one ball of light to move on.

This time they walked for a while, and then the black ball of light suddenly turned into filament-like light waves, as if there was a rain of light all over the sky.

In this rain of light, the air twisted like a whirlpool everywhere, as if searching for something.

After a while, the light and rain gradually faded, and the black ball of light reappeared beside the hunter.

The hunter slowly retracted the black mist that was billowing on the ground at the same time, his expression was not as frivolous as before, "No one, it seems that the so-called enthusiastic passers-by are not as powerful as we imagined."

The tone of the black ball of light sounded a lot more relaxed, "This is a good thing for us, let's go."

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After repeatedly confirming that no one was following him and that he couldn't catch the fish he wanted to catch, the hunter no longer allowed himself to expose his whereabouts, and instead injected abilities into the dimly lustrous crystal on his body.

With the injection of supernatural powers into the crystal, a clear brilliance bloomed again.

The hunter's figure, energy, breath, and sense of presence all blended into the air very naturally like a stream flowing into the sea, and it was difficult to attract anyone's attention.

The black ball of light following him also shrunk to the extreme, as dim as a speck of dust.

"After such a delay, I'm going to be late," said the hunter.

After arriving in Zhuhuai City tonight according to the plan, the ghost doctor will wait for him at the designated place, and then the two will exchange information with each other.

The black light ball said, "The ghost doctor will also assist you in completing this task. After the plan is successful, the Asuka Destroyers Association will be in a state of desperation, so no one will notice those trivial things. She can also choose some more tasks for her." done by direct means.”

The hunter snorted with interest, "How about a direct method?"

"Murder." The voice of the black ball of light was flat and unwavering, "The ghost doctor has been lurking next to a seriously ill rich girl for a long time. This rich girl has a huge family fortune and is very dissatisfied with her other family members."

"Although she is narrow-minded and superficial, she still has some business skills. Get rid of her family and let her be our puppet. When we fully control her family assets, we can send her on the road."

Hunter's heart twitched slightly. He had been active in Zhuhuai City for so long, especially in order to get rid of Asuka with the help of Xie's family. He stayed by Xie Chu's side for a long time, and he knew the wealthy circle in this province.

"Which family is that rich girl, I mean what's her last name?"

The black light ball said, "It's not a very common surname. To be precise, it has something to do with your failed mission last time. Her surname is Ming."

The mouth under the hunter's mask slowly opened, "It turns out that I was asked to use my old skills to deal with old acquaintances. It's true that life never meets."

For the only ordinary person who escaped under his hands, he is still very interested in exploring the secrets of her, and of course he is more interested in killing her.