"Ah! After all, you are her sister. I'm afraid that what I have said will affect the feelings between your sisters. "

Xia Yuanyuan deliberately drags on the topic. She just wants to test whether an Xiya hates an Xiaojing just like the rumor.

"It doesn't matter. My sister is not born by a mother. Whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with me. If she is really the kind of slut who likes to play tricks and seduce others, I can help you out. "

An Xiya has been making routine remarks and has expressed her credibility to Xia Yuanyuan.

"Ha ha, you are much more cheerful than that an Xiaojing. Your character is more likable."

Xia Yuanyuan praised deliberately.

However, she suddenly had a very evil idea in her heart.

An idea to destroy an Xiaojing.

As long as the woman in front of you can cooperate.

"Do you know? Leng Yichen is looking for something

Xia Yuanyuan suddenly opens her mouth, and anxiya is surprised.

"What is it?"

"A very important person for Leng Yichen."

"Oh?" Anxiya was puzzled again.

Is there another important person in Leng Yichen's heart?

"I contacted Leng Yichen's men before and learned that they were looking for the owner of a necklace with a Y letter on it..."

Xia Yuanyuan deliberately stops. She just wants to see an Xiya's reaction.

"That's my necklace!" Anxiya jumped up in excitement.

Her necklace disappeared a long time ago. At that time, she guessed that it must have something to do with an Xiaojing, but then she couldn't find it.

"It's your necklace?"

Xia Yuanyuan was very surprised on purpose.

Completely pinched off his own necklace had pretended to be the owner of the story close to Leng Yichen.

Now that she has decided in her heart, she will first stand on the same boat with Anxia, and pull down an Xiaojing through this woman, and then make a comeback.

Then, there is no need to say more about her and Leng Yichen's story.

"It's my necklace. On my birthday, my father made it according to the drawing." Anxiya continued that she couldn't wait to hear the next story.

Although In fact, this necklace should have been given to an Xiaojing by her father, but she made it her own!

"Well, then, you were the woman on the cruise that night?" Xia Yuanyuan continued to ask.

"What?" Anxia didn't understand.

"The reason why Leng Yichen never forgets the owner of the necklace is that the owner of the necklace had an affair with him all night. Since you are the owner of the necklace, you should be the girl

"I..." Anxia is a little hesitant. She's not.

However, if she guessed correctly, an Xiaojing angrily took her necklace.

According to the calculation of time, it is likely that the person is an Xiaojing.

"It's me! You can help me. I was the one that night! " All of a sudden, anxiya turns her painting style and shows a very charming smile. She looks at Xia Yuanyuan with confidence.

"Are you so sure I'll help you?" Xia Yuanyuan asked.

"I believe it has a lot to do with an Xiaojing that you have been reorganized by Leng Yichen. Now I am the only one who can help you overthrow her."

Anxiya looks at Xia Yuanyuan and is confident that the woman in front of her will agree to her request.

"You are a smart man." Xia Yuanyuan responded.

In fact, there seems to be no conflict of interest between Anxia and her.

Moreover, they have a common enemy, an Xiaojing!

If the two of them become one, then even ten an Xiaojing are not rivals.

"Well, I promise you, I will cooperate with you, so I hope we can cooperate happily and you can bring down your sister smoothly."

Xia Yuanyuan picked up the wine cup in her hand and touched it with an Xiya's.

Two people looked at each other, coincidentally sent out a strange smile.

……

Day, slightly light up.

An Xiaojing didn't sleep as soundly as she thought, and Leng Yichen didn't sleep as well.

When they wake up and sit down on the sofa in the living room, they ignore each other.

Leng Yichen's face stinks. An Xiaojing doesn't want to be outdone. Generally, Leng Shao doesn't ask her for anything, and she doesn't have time to talk to that person.

After all, there is something wrong with chatting.

But also with Leng Yichen such capricious man.

"Uncle Lin, help me look after her today!"

Leng Yichen said to Uncle Lin before going to work.But from the beginning to the end did not say a word with an Xiaojing, the two people this is a high degree of tacit understanding.

"Young master, take your time!"

Uncle Lin didn't agree. Anyway, the answer was very skillful.

But when Leng Yichen left, an Xiaojing began to move.

Next week, the basic course of aesthetics will begin. She still remembers that the teacher said that she must wear classical clothes in class. So, an Xiaojing decided to go out and buy some classical clothes later.

Uncle Lin, of course, will help an Xiaojing.

If you don't have a big one, you can steal this free time.

When you come to Fanxiang, it's a very simple lane. The shops on both sides of the street are decorated with antique style, and the things sold inside are also ancient things.

An Xiaojing selected several suits suitable for her in the Hanfu shop. She liked the culture of that era. Most importantly, the clothes of that era seemed to suit her better.

Suddenly, she had a call on the phone, it was Xia Yuanyuan's.

An Xiaojing presses the phone directly, and the woman has nothing to do with her any more.

However, the spirit of Xia Yuanyuan's phone call seems very reluctant. She calls an Xiaojing all the time, but she still answers.

"If you have anything to say, I don't want to talk nonsense with you!" An Xiaojing talks to the phone.

"Xiaojing, I'm sorry, Xiaojing. Can I meet you?"

"Do you think it's necessary for us to meet again? We are not friends, and I, there is no way to hide their disgust for you. It's better not to see each other An Xiaojing is very direct.

"Xiaojing, this is the last time. Is it really the last time. You know, I can't help it. I'll call you. "

"Xia Yuanyuan, now you know to beg me, but it's really late."

"No, Xiaojing, you don't know. Leng Yichen wants to send me to be a prostitute, but I'm innocent Please, give me a chance to meet, help me, OK, I don't want to Please... " Xia Yuanyuan's voice on the phone, miserable and pitiful, begged bitterly.

An Xiya and Xia Yuanyuan have joined hands. There is no other way. I feel that I can only send an Xianyang and Leng Chenxi out of the mountain to ask for a monthly ticket.