"Gu Zhuyang, what are you doing?"

Gu Yanxue is on the phone in front of the windowsill when he hears a huge bang. The door is heavily kicked open, bumps into the wall, and is violently bounced open.

The sudden cold wind blew her face. She was surprised and angry. She looked at Tong Su who rushed in unbelievably.

"What's the matter with you? I'm locked. How did you get in? " She turned to look at the door handle, only to notice that the door lock is a little twisted, "you don't go back to your own room to hold, what are you doing here?"

Damn, the door lock is broken at this time. Let Gu Zhuyang break in.

Fortunately, she has hung up before she can get through the phone. If the phone is on, suddenly someone rushes in, that's bad!

She thought so in her heart. Her anger was even heavier. She was so angry that she said, "do you have any education? What's the quality of rushing in without knocking? "

"What's the quality? It's just a little better than yours!" Tong Su sneers, "this is my room, I enter my room, knock what door?"

Gu Yanxue frowned.

What's the meaning of this damned little bitch? She's here to fight for her own room? Oh, where did she come from!

This bedroom is a princess room specially prepared by Yang's mother for her daughter.

There are beautiful wallpaper, exquisite iron princess bed, gorgeous crystal chandelier, wardrobe, desk and dressing table on the wall Even ornaments are fine.

When Gu Yanxue came to this house for the first time, she was greedy for this room.

Thinking about her poor life in a small town, and seeing Gu Zhuyang's dream life like a little princess, she hated Gu Zhuyang to death!

They were all born by a father. Why can she live in a magnificent villa in a prosperous city, wear exquisite and expensive clothes, go to a noble school, and have servants and drivers to take care of her in and out?

And I followed my mother to my father's hometown without name and share. My mother didn't marry my father, and my father's column in the household register was also written as uncle. Why can't she call her father dad?

Now, the woman surnamed Yang is dead. Such a big house will belong to her and her brother in the future. Gu Zhuyang, a little bitch, is waiting to be killed by her!

Before that, she pretended a few times. As soon as her father applied for the death certificate for Gu Zhuyang, she pestered Gu Zhuyang to move into the bedroom that night, and cleaned up the room the next day.

Gu Zhuyang's clothes, jewelry, gifts and ornaments all belong to her, but the photos, letters and letters that Yang's mother kept, which she could throw and burn, have been completely destroyed.

Thinking of this, Gu Yanxue laughed more and more domineering, pointed to Tong Su's nose and scolded: "what, your room, now it's mine! Your room is over there. Get out of here

A wave of hand, a kind of drive away flies like disgust appearance, can't wait to drive Tong Su away.

She thought that Gu Zhuyang, who had always been timid and cowardly, must have been scared to tears by her rebuke, and ran away quickly.

But unexpectedly, Tong Susi did not move, just cold voice: "my mother left those albums?"

Gu Yanxue complacently said: "burn! Dead people's things, how bad luck, I keep those for what? I can -- "

before she finished speaking, Tong Su stepped forward and grabbed her collar, her eyes were icy, raised her hand and slapped her hard!

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