They should be just related by blood and cannot be the same person.
Sikong Lingge kept telling himself in his heart.
If it weren't for the same person, how could the expressions between the eyebrows be exactly the same?
There was a small voice in my heart that jumped out.
Sikong Lingge's limbs were all cold.
Shangguan Zile saw her expression and smiled, "What? It's hard to believe?"
Guan Xinyu was shocked!
Shangguan Zile actually—
It's really Fang Yiren!?
"Why...you...look...non't look like..." Shangguan Zile was Fang Yiren. He was like a giant bomb thrown down, making Sikong Lingge dizzy and even said something
It's inconsistent.
"Don't you look like you did when you were a child?" Shangguan Zile sneered and sneered.
Sikong Lingge was stunned and remembered that Feng Liye had once given himself a pocket watch.
The pocket watch contains medicine to change the appearance.
Feng Liye said that as long as she takes medicine, she can return to her original appearance—
They look similar to Sikong Jingqiu and his wife.
Sikong Lingge felt that taking medicine to change his appearance was too incredible, so he never took it to heart.
Now one by one
Sikong Lingge subconsciously reached out and held the pocket watch on his chest.
"Li Ye has indeed given you the antidote." Fang Yiren said, his eyes getting colder and strongly jealous.
Why can this woman get Li Ye’s heart without any effort?
But after working hard for so many years, she ended up being cancelled and abandoned?
Fang Yiren really hates him!
I wish I could kill Sikong Lingge immediately so that Sikong Lingge could no longer appear between her and Li Ye!
But, she couldn't do that.
Li Ye was still waiting for Sikong to inspire the fighting spirit of healing his legs.
Fang Yiren really hated Sikong Lingge.
But she had to admit that only Sikong Lingge could convince Feng Liye to receive treatment, rather than being as negative as she is now, and she didn't care whether her legs could be cured well, and whether she could stand up in the future...
"Sikong Lingge." Fang Yiren spoke viciously, and every word was squeezed out from his teeth, "I really want to kill you!"
"..." Sikong Lingge frowned and looked at Fang Yiren with alert. While blocking her bag, she held her hand without leaving any trace.
If Fang Yiren dares to act rashly, she will not be polite!
"It's a pity... you can't die yet..." Fang Yiren suddenly lowered her eyes and muttered to herself like a dream, "Yes, you can't die... You're dead... He will hate me... He will be forever again for the rest of his life
Ignore me...I don't want him to hate me...so...I can't kill you..."
"Fang Yiren?" Sikong Lingge frowned. He didn't understand why Fang Yiren was fine just now, but in the blink of an eye, his mood became so depressed.
Fang Yiren glanced at Sikong Lingge coldly and was about to speak, but the car slowly stopped.
"Miss, we're here." The driver reminded while parking.
Fang Yiren nodded, her negative emotions quickly closed, and she turned back to her cold and sinister look. She grabbed Sikong Lingge hard-
"What are you doing while standing there? Get out of the car!"
Sikong Ling's whole head was numb and her body was as stiff as wood. Fang Yiren pulled out of the car.
She was shocked by the surrounding environment, her lips trembled pale-