C6

Fate had been decided. Ji Xue was a princess while she was Cinderella. Black can not be compared with white, happy can not dance with injury.

Ji Ye suddenly turned around and stared at Ji Li. He coldly said, "Who told you to come up?"

"Uncle, I'm scared."

Ji Li stood at the door with a pale face and his small body kept trembling. The room was so dark that even the light bulb was broken. It was as if a monster was living inside. A child has a natural fear of the dark.

Ji Ye Xie revealed a cruel smile. His eyes flashed with a cruel light. He walked up to her. He did not bend over, but lowered his eyes, as if he was looking down at a lowly creature.

He coldly said, "Scared? "Then you can choose to return to the orphanage now." He was heartless and did not leave a trace of kindness in his heart. Don't blame him for being ruthless, you can only blame her for being born.

Ji Li's face became even paler. Even his lips became white. She didn't want to go back there and lose her name.

She hurriedly said, "Uncle, please don't chase me away. I will always be obedient. I can do anything." She wanted to stay, and she didn't want to lose her name again.

"Is that so?" Ji Ye hooked his fingers under her chin. She had very bright eyes, shiny as a black pearl, delicate facial features, and soft hair. When she grew up, she would become a great beauty, enough to take any man's heart and willing to give up everything for her, even if it meant abandoning his wife.

"Then be good and let me see. Stay well in the junk room. If you can hold on for one night, I'll let you stay. Where will you like it?" His smile was beautiful but ruthless. In fact, even if he couldn't, he wouldn't dare leave her, because from now on her life was in his hands.

Uncle laughed. As long as she stayed in the dark house, Uncle would like her.

"Yes." I'll stay there. "

At night, Ji Li walked into the storage room with the quilt that his mother gave him. He was so scared that he ran away many times. However, whenever she thought of her uncle's words, she would muster up the courage to walk in again and again.

Finally, she was able to overcome her fear and no longer escape. When the lights came on, she saw an old wooden bed in the corner, surrounded by cobwebs. The rats squeaked as they scuttled around, unafraid of strangers. It was as if she had stolen their plates, broken tables, chairs, and all sorts of other miscellaneous items. Everything was thrown messily and was covered in the dust of time.

That night, she slept along with the singing of the mice. She could vaguely see that the junk seemed to be full of life, changing into all sorts of things.

The chair with one missing leg became a big car, the cracked washbasin became a gorgeous hat.

At dawn, the servants were all saying that the old storage room had been opened, and that the little girl whom the gentleman had just adopted had stayed there all night. Strangely, they had not heard her scream or her cry, and everything was calm as usual.

Thus, there was an even more terrifying guess, and that was that she was possessed by the evil spirit inside.

From then on, no one in the villa dared to befriend her, not even the daughter of the maid gardener.

Ji Ye was surprised by her courage. Like her mother, she would do anything to achieve her goals.

She became a member of this family, and lived a life even more humble than that of a servant as a lady.

She was used to being in the cold trash room. She was not afraid of the cold until she had tasted warmth.

Her quilt was old cotton that Mama Li had used for decades. Apart from the moisture, it also had a slow tasting. The clothes were made from her mother Li's torn clothes when she was young, and the color of her clothes was dark blue, close to a long black robe.

No one liked her, no one came close to her, and they didn't even care if she smiled at everyone. But people still didn't like her.

She did housework and farm work with Mama Li. She studied very seriously and didn't dare to be lazy.

She remembered that day, the third day she entered the Ji Clan. Ji Xue was being led downstairs by her uncle. She wore a snow-white sweater, and a blood-red cape. Her white princess shoes reflected her black robe.