Supernatural rebirth: genius girl fortune teller

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"It's exactly the same as the Long Caiyun I saw back then."

Jiang Guangzheng looked at Long Zhuiyue and nodded.

Hearing him say that she and her mother look exactly the same, Long Zhuiyue burst into laughter and said, "Yes, I look so much like my mother. The facts are right in front of me, proving that I am hers."

I’m a daughter, I can’t afford to pay anything no matter what.”

Except for her, everyone had a sad thought in their hearts: However, you also proved her painful existence.

"What was his reaction when he saw Xiaoyue just now?"

Jiang Guangzheng asked.

"My mood is a bit out of control."

Yang Zimei briefly explained the situation just now.

Jiang Guangzheng's face was a little solemn. He pulled Yang Zimei aside and whispered: "I don't feel good about using Xiaoyue as bait in this way. Long Caiyun has been imprisoned for more than 20 years. It is entirely possible that Xiaoyue is named Wang."

As a daughter, it would be quite cruel for her to deal with her own biological father."

"Zhuiyue will not be a daughter named Wang."

Yang Zimei affirmed, "Otherwise, I would not let her participate in this matter."

"Why are you so sure?"

"I have my own methods."

Naturally, Yang Zimei would not tell him Long Zhuiyue's half-human, half-fox identity.

"Okay, but no matter what, Niuniu, you have to be careful. Regardless of whether you are my great-granddaughter or not, I already treat you as my great-granddaughter."

Jiang Guangzheng looked at Yang Zimei and said.

"Thanks."

His words made Yang Zimei's heart warm.

Although she didn't say the words out loud, she was saying the same thing in her heart.

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In the evening, Wang Zeyuan and his substitute Jiang Guangzheng came back.

Yang Zimei, Long Zhuiyue, and Sadako, who had been disguised, deliberately sat and chatted at the place where he must pass.

Long Zhuiyue's silver bell-like laughter seemed particularly loud and harsh in the relatively quiet Heads of State.

Wang Zeyuan stood aside and looked at Long Zhuiyue unscrupulously as he staggered around with laughter. His heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat's claws, itching, and a certain kind of heat of desire surged up to his abdomen, making him feel uncomfortable.

He was tense and excited...

He wants her!

He wants her!

A strong voice echoed in his abdomen!

However, in the past, she would rather die than let him get closer. She was obviously a slut, but she pretended to be a saint.

When he thought of this, his heart became twisted again, and he wanted to reach out and stuff her smiling face directly into his crotch...

Wang Zeyuan pinched himself hard to calm down.

This time, he should not be anxious.

He has to be patient and wait for her to let him get close and make her fall in love with him, and then the two of them can truly unite their souls and bodies...

Thinking of this, he walked over with a smile on his face, pretending to be innocent and looked at Long Zhuiyue, "Sister, can I play with you?"

Seeing Wang Zeyuan, Long Zhuiyue's goosebumps immediately rose up, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Yang Zimei and Sadako, on the other hand, felt their stomachs twisting and wanted to vomit.

However, they had to pretend that nothing was wrong. Pretending would keep him close.

"Okay! But don't let your little brat talk nonsense!"

Long Zhuiyue resisted the cold and pretended to be friendly to Wang Zeyuan.

"I'm sorry, sister, I was talking nonsense."

After Wang Zeyuan finished speaking, he reached out to grab Long Zhuiyue's hand.

Long Zhuiyue retracted his hand reflexively, slightly avoiding his body, and shouted, "Don't touch me!"

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