The Fake Daughter Is Not Innocent

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

This brat had dared to lie to him. He was still too inexperienced.

"Brother Cheng, what's wrong?"

Wen Jing saw that Cheng Yang had already looked at a tree twice and cocked her head at him.

She looked over as well.

At this moment, Cheng Yang suddenly turned around.

Looking around, he chose a small pavilion and sat down.

This pavilion was just open enough for them to see the tree from.

Cheng Yang stopped and Wen Jing naturally did so too.

She was secretly delighted that Cheng Yang was no longer walking around.

He walked very quickly. It was not easy to keep up with him, let alone talk to him.

When Cheng Yang finally stopped, Wen Jing sat down and rubbed her ankle quietly.

Cheng Yang did not have any pity for the fairer sex and was making a delicate beauty in high heels run after him.

But Wen Jing didn't care. She liked Cheng Yang.

This time, she was even willing to let Auntie Cheng sacrifice her life to force this date.

She would definitely get Cheng Yang.

She looked determined.

The greed and ambition in her eyes did not match her looks at all.

Cheng Yang sat down without saying a word. He didn't even look at her.

With one hand on the table, Cheng Yang stared straight at the tree opposite him.

He wanted to see how long the girl could stay in the tree.

Wen Jing was annoyed by his indifference.

But thinking about the power behind Cheng Yang and how he was one in a million handsome guys…

She heaved a sigh of relief. She didn't like men who took the bait easily.

It was this kind of preference that gave her the desire to conquer.

Once this man became hers, she would be able to crush him.

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With such a great dream in mind, she smiled gently.

"Brother Cheng, what are you looking at?"

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yang, who wanted to ignore her words, replied:

"A kitten."

Cheng Yang's response surprised her, but also gave her hope.

She knew it. No man could escape her charm.

She was sure that he was just cold on the surface and playing hard to get.

She became arrogant.

"Brother Cheng, why couldn't I see it? Can you help me catch it?"

Cheng Yang got up and walked towards the woods.

Wen Jing looked smug.

No matter how powerful he was, he was still a man. As long as he was a man, he would not be able to escape her.

She looked at Cheng Yang's back.

Wen Jing was a little excited. This man was going to be hers soon.

This man whom the entirety of upper-class society feared was about to be taken down by her.

"Sss…"

She was too agitated and had accidentally hurt her ankle.

She hissed softly.

Recalling how Cheng Yang had treated her, Wen Jing felt uncomfortable.

She started to think about how to get Cheng Yang to apologize to her.

And he had to carry her back.

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She couldn't take a car, she had to walk.

Wen Jing blushed as she imagined all these scenarios.

Cheng Yang walked quickly to the woods and accurately found the tree where Xiao Ying was hiding.

After turning around, he saw that she was hanging onto a tree branch, swaying unsteadily.

Cheng Yang broke out in a cold sweat.

He hadn't heard what Wen Jing had said.

Seeing that something was wrong with the shaking of the tree branches, he hurried over.

He quickly reached out and caught Xiao Ying.

Xiao Ying leaned on him pitifully.

After hanging from the tree for such a long time, Xiao Ying was completely exhausted.

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Her entire hand was blood red. Luckily, she had not cut it.

Cheng Yang's face was dark. "Little girl, you haven't come to look for me for such a long time and even hid from me until I saved you?"

She was so embarrassed by Cheng Yang's words.

Xiao Ying retorted weakly, "I came specially to look for you, but I didn't want to disturb your date."

Cheng Yang sneered. "How thoughtful of you."

Cheng Yang brought Xiao Ying back to the small pavilion and helped her check her injuries.

Wen Jing gritted her teeth.

"Brother Cheng, who is this girl?"

She had thought it was a lost cat. Why had he brought a child back?

Cheng Yang lazily ignored Wen Jing.

Her smile froze.

Xiao Ying, who had just been taught a lesson, rolled her eyes.

"Daddy, is this the stepmother you found for me?"