The Villain’s Little Cutie

Asi looked at the woman's opened mouth.

As if watching the saliva flying towards her, she slammed the door shut before the woman in front of her spoke.

Aunt: "..."

"Betty! Don't think that you inherited your husband's inheritance and you are a noblewoman! Just the beauty of your two daughters, and the dance party three months later, don't think about it, just hold you at home honestly Money! Don’t go out and be stolen!"

Asi shook his head and became a little awake.

Looking strangely at the two girls around him.

She actually... has a daughter.

It's amazing.

I don't know what kind of face to look at them.

The sleeve was torn off.

Assi lowered his head slightly.

Julia's face was full of tears, and her words trembled.

"Mother, don't be angry. Auntie speaks in that tone."

Julianne glared at her sister, "She is not your aunt, but Cyril's aunt!"

Julia was wearing a light-colored skirt, with big beige feathers tied to her golden curly hair, which looked like a white flower in every way.

Julianne is different, wearing a water-red dress with large water-red feathers on her head.

But Julianne is not as slender as her sister, instead, she's all fleshy, with her pretendingly elegant face-a bit of a violation.

"An'an, don't say Cyril like that. He is not a bitch. You are wrong to say that."

As Julia said, she began to reach out her hand to wipe the tears that came down.

Asi: "..."

Asi lowered his head and glanced at the two daughters beside him, thinking about her mission.

Almost fainted.

Julianne came over and took Ass's arm.

"Mother, look at my sister, Cyril is a little bitch!"

Julia ran over too, looking at her with those wet eyes.

"Mother, what Cyril said is your child. Don't call him a bitch. He will be unhappy when he hears it."

Assi pursed his lips.

She is now a vicious stepmother.

He raised his head high, pretending to be reluctant to speak.

Strode into the room.

They live in fairy tale town.

Cyril, the father of "Cinderella", was a businessman in this town, but died during an outing, leaving all the inheritance to Betty, Cyril's stepmother.

Cyril's father had only one request to raise Cyril and grow up.

A small house with a small garden.

Next to it is the home of Aunt Cyril, which is also the home of Cyril's father's younger brother.

But Betty always fights with her aunt, and the relationship between the two is not good at all.

The house is double-storey, with a small attic on the third floor.

Assi entered the door and glanced at the room first, without Cyril.

She couldn't wait to see what she was like.

Entered the house.

Stand in front of the mirror.

After a while, the little face collapsed.

Really, it's not what she looks like anymore.

This is the first time she is not her.

The woman in the mirror looks very beautiful, but the beauty reveals a sense of meanness.

The dark purple skirt outlines a beautiful body, brown curly hair, and a black top hat on his head.

How awkward to look.

Assi grinned into the mirror.

There is no familiar little pear vortex.

She sat in the house in frustration for a long time before accepting this reality.

But think about it, her daughters are there.

Want to laugh, but can't laugh.

Suddenly there was a few soft clicks at the door.

"Eat, eat."