Sweet Beloved Reborn

When Qinghuan woke up, Shui was red by Gang Yang. She rubbed her head and felt like she was tired from sleeping!

The scene in her dream was constantly changing. The pressure engulfed her and she couldn’t breathe.

Qinghuan sat on the small balcony, facing the gust of wind, and looked at the sea of stretch as far as eye can see. When she thought that she had completely broken the Song family line, when she was enjoying freedom, she turned around and realized that Song family’s affairs had long been entangled in her limbs like spiders, obstructing her.

It was summer but Qinghuan felt like she had fallen into a cellar, so cold that her teeth were trembling.

In this lively dinner, Qinghuan felt that her from a to Z was be misfits.

It was very quiet outside the corridor and it was quiet again. Qinghuan suddenly regretted it. Why did she want to attend this fart banquet? But now it was too late to regret it. Hanhan had already left the sea and had to wait until tomorrow afternoon.

There was still a big party tonight. Qinghuan patted her face and fainted from her pale face. Then she stood up and went out to find her.

There were cards on each floor. Qinghuan was ready to go to the dining room with the card in hand. As she reached the stairs, she met Song Mingxiu who came down from the top floor.

What kind of luck was this?

In her past life, Song Mingxiu was the last bit of warmth of the indifferent family to Qinghuan, the big brother she relied on and worshipped.

Then after a series of incidents happened to Xia Ru’nan and Xia Ru’nan, she became dumbfounded. She realized that her older brother, who had taken care of her in the past, was an elephant. So far, Yi 4 still remembered Song Mingxiu looking at her with eyes full of disgust and abandonment.

It was as if she was a terrible germ.

Qinghuan didn’t know that in her past life, she was the most beautiful piece of art in Song Mingxiu’s eyes. However, after she completely changed, Qinghuan was the person who directly ruined his work of art.

Therefore, when Qinghuan begged for help from Song Mingxiu, Song Mingxiu look coldly from the sidelines at watched her be found and taken away by Song Shuyao, which indirectly led to Khai being tortured to death.

Xia Ru’nan and Song Shuyao’s plot in this life had not been successful, so there was no change in Khai’s body. Not only that, she became more charming. In Song Mingxiu’s opinion, it was a piece of art that was polished without any flaw, and it was worth collecting.

No, there was still a flaw. In Song Mingxiu’s opinion, this flaw was that Qinghuan did not love herself, and the give up all confidence in oneself became Xu Ningzhou’s toy.

Therefore, without Qinghuan knowing that the world was born and the a strange combination of circumstances was destroyed by Song Mingxiu.

If Qinghuan knew what Song Mingxiu was thinking, she might not help splashing on Song Mingxiu’s face with acid. She had seen puppy before and had never seen a pervert like this.

“Good evening, your breaths are still so chaotic. Did you forget to drink milk before you go to bed?” Song Mingxiu stood on the stairs with a skillful attitude, as if he was not the one who’d cheated with Qinghuan before.

“!” Qinghuan held her phone tightly. It was undoubtedly a hint and a malicious threat to her.

In order to prevent herself from revealing her legs, Qinghuan couldn’t show it even if she wanted to explode his head in her heart. So she controlled her facial expression and looked at the person in front of her coldly. From start to toe, she had an elite aura, but who would have thought that such a handsome and beautiful man would be a make one’s hair stand on end pervert?

Thinking of the photos Song Lan sent her, Qinghuan felt sour and wanted to vomit. When she was still in Song’s house, Song Mingxiu would pour a cup of warm milk before she went to bed.

At that time, she still had insomnia, but none of the Song family noticed her bad condition. The first person to care about her was Song Mingxiu, her eldest brother, who personally heated her a cup of warm milk every night. After watching her drink, he whispered to her, “Hanan, a dream.”

Then Qinghuan didn’t know if she felt her brother’s warmth during that time or if she adjusted her mind or if the milk before bed had worked, her sleep quality had improved significantly.

Later on, Qinghuan almost never dreamed of it.

In her past life, she was so stupid that she didn’t find anything unusual. Now that she had come, Song Mingxiu had made a foot in her milk at that time. He had added some aphrodisiac medicine to make her fall asleep without any consciousness, and was treated as a work of art. Song Mingxiu took a large number of “Sleeping Beauty” photos.

All of this until Song Lan successfully stayed in Song’s villa. As the new female master, Song Lan’s mistress cleaned the villa and accidentally found a cabinet in Song Mingxiu’s room, revealing the mysterious veil of “Sleeping Beauty”.

Song Lan’s actions were simple and rough, directly causing the professional to expose Song Mingxiu’s secret safe. As a result, she found that there was no cash inside, Hanhan Certificate, and even less luxury items like wing-wags. Instead, it was a bunch of photos and cameras.

When Song Lan saw the photos placed in the insurance house by Song Mingxiu, Song Lan also re-met her young nephew.

At that time, Song Lan felt that Master Ming was helping her.

“Mr. Xiao Song,” wasn’t it Ming You? She knew that Mr. Song was Song Lan in name.

Qinghuan typed her heart on her phone and warned herself not to break her face. She said, “I wish Xiao Song and his wife a happy wedding and never leave.”

It could be said to be very perverted.

Song Mingxiu walked down one step at a time. He didn’t take a step but he felt like he was in a daze. The strength of Qinghuan slapping her heart with her phone increased.

The feeling of being attacked by the poisonous snake came again.

Qinghuan really hated Song Mingxiu’s gaze. Maybe it was because she was oppressed in her past life, so her temper in this life was much more irritable, not as harmless as before.

Suddenly, Ming Xin’s phone rang out cheerfully. The exclusive voice belonged to Xu Ningzhou, and the “Yan, kiss me, hug me” recorded in Little Yan’s voice broke the strange atmosphere.

“Hello, Xu Ningzhou,” Qinghuan answered the call impatiently. When she saw another guest coming over from the corridor, she held her phone and said, “Mmm, I’ve woken up. Are you looking for a theme restaurant? Alright, I’ll come over now.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Qinghuan walked quickly and didn’t hang up on the phone. Instead, she chatted with Xu Ningzhou all the way. Her tone was gentle. The tourists passing by on the corridor looked at her and Song Mingxiu with strange eyes.

Song Mingxiu took off the glasses on Liang and turned around. He could see his corner curling when the light was shining.