Chapter 233: Swap show rich girl counterattack (42)
Chapter 233: Swap show rich girl counterattack (42)
Chapter 233 The rich girls counterattack on the swap show (42)
There were people whispering behind the scenes that if the original owner was not Wen Cens stepsister, they wouldnt like to play with her.
Because of these strange looks, the original owner's temper became a little weird, and there were almost no people with whom he could talk to in the school.
As for those who came to her for messages, she drove them away, which made her even more annoying.
However, the person who caused all this was Wen Cen. Everything was done on purpose by him to put the original owner into this difficult situation, which became increasingly worse.
"Qianyan, what's wrong with you?" Wen Cen felt that Qianyan was a little different. In the past, the other party would definitely take it happily and couldn't wait to tear open the snack package and eat.
"You are deliberately stuffing snacks for me. Is it because you see me losing weight and you feel panicked and are afraid that my mother will change her mind about me?" Qian Yancai was too lazy to make excuses with the other party. This was a relatively peaceful era, but in fact there was no such thing. Too much intrigue is needed.
No matter how much the Wen family wished for her death, they would not dare to do such a thing under normal circumstances.
The biggest crisis of this era should be human speech.
The thing she is least afraid of is people's words. If she feels uncomfortable, she can just complain.
"I have become outstanding, successful, and a qualified heir. Even if she doesn't like me that much, she will leave her property to me. After all, I am her daughter. And you two, father and son, if If you hold her obediently and hold her in your arms, you can gain something."
But with your greed, how can that little thing be enough?
My mother and your father have been married for so many years, and they have no intention of having any more children.
"You definitely don't want them to have another child. Whether it's a girl or a boy, the property will be divided, and the inheritance will be more than you. If they can have a child, they are related to me by blood, and it doesn't matter if they inherit the property. And that At that time, you are the outsider in this family."
Are you panicking?
"If I become good, your father may not think about it for the sake of property."
Are you panicking?
Wen Cen couldn't keep the smile on his face, and the hands holding the ice cream and the handbag turned white. Feng Qianyan's words really touched his heart.
how come?
How could she see this clearly in just one month?
He has been pretending to be very good. As long as Feng Qianyan continues to be in a bad state, Feng Shuqing will not choose to have a child. What if another child is born like this?
Feng Shuqing is a strong woman and will never have another child unless necessary.
He planned to use Feng Qianyan to waste. When the time comes, she will no longer be of any use, and Feng Shuqing will have no choice but to choose him.
Just participating in a swap show, how did the other party become so smart?
He has understood that the program is not as simple as it seems. With Feng Qianyan's character, she is absolutely full of ugliness. How can it make her grow?
His father put a lot of thought into letting Feng Qianyan participate in this show.
Okay, take your things and get out of here, dont bother me if you have nothing to do.
When Qian Yan closed the door with a crack still left, her eyes fell on Wen Cen's bad expression: "I will study hard, work hard to lose weight, and strive to be admitted to the first university in the future."
"You're dreaming!" Wen Cen was just a teenager after all. Being exposed and stimulated by Qian Yan like this, he couldn't bear it anymore. He roared in a low voice, "Dream, you are so stupid, your basic skills are so poor. Absolutely impossible. You are so ugly, so fat, so ugly, and your grades are so bad..."
Qianyan looked unhappy and grabbed Wen Cen and pulled him into the room.