Rong Junlie looked at the woman in front of him, and his slightly narrowed eyes slowly saw the face that he missed so much.
Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the face of the woman under him with his rough fingertips. Such delicate skin had brought him countless warmth. If this was not his woman, who could she be?
"Yan'er..." A strong love slowly appeared in his eyes, and his eyes were quite tender when he looked at the woman under him.
Yan Yueyue felt his fingers rubbing oil on her skin. Although the slightly cool fingertips were tinged with coolness, they were like a stream of heat that rushed into her heart.
She panted slightly, looked at him with charming eyes, then stretched out her hand, gently hooked his neck, trying to bring him towards her.
"Yan'er... Yan'er..."
Rong Junlie leaned over and buried his head in the crook of her neck. The faint fragrance in her hair seemed to come from long-lasting memories.
Yan Yueyue watched as the man she wanted to have finally fell on top of her.
There was a thought in her heart that kept whispering, wanting her, wanting her. She almost couldn't wait to be his woman.
As long as she can become his woman today, no one can stop her from taking Mrs. Rong's position in the future.
Hugging the man on her body, Yan Yueyue trembled her beautiful eyelashes, but a smile that was destined to win gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth.
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seven days ago——
In An Ling's apartment, Yan Yueyue was invited to her apartment for the first time as a guest.
There were four or five other ladies who came. They were all elegant and beautiful, and they were wearing luxury bags and cars. The topics they talked about were men from the upper class, private parties on various yachts, and flying around the world from time to time.
A luxurious tour for two.
The things they talked about were all about their daily lives, but this was exactly the life that Yan Yueyue longed for most.
She longs to become a rich man, but she does not have a prominent family background. Her only shortcut is to marry a rich man with her youth and beauty.
As for this rich man, she has already had a target, which is her handsome and elegant brother-in-law, Rong Junlie.
Listening to what they were talking about, Yan Yueyue sat quietly in the corner behind them, not daring to interrupt because her knowledge was shallow and she was afraid that what she said would be laughed at by others.
But at this time, An Ling gave her great confidence. She attracted her to her sisters and introduced her grandly and warmly.
"This is my cousin, my cousin. She just came back from studying fashion design in France!"
When Yan Yueyue heard this, she thought she had heard it wrong. How could she be An Ling's cousin? How could she come back from studying design in France?
She looked at An Ling in panic, but it didn't look like An Ling gave her a confident look and pressed her shoulder slightly to signal her not to be too nervous.
"Hello everyone..." Yan Yueyue smiled awkwardly under the glances of those ladies.
Their glances were not so kind, but they didn't look obtrusive. At least they gave her face and brought her into the atmosphere of their conversation.
Yan Yueyue knew that what they were looking at was An Ling's face.
She sat there, trying her best to pretend to be gentle and pleasant. Most of the time she didn't say anything, she just leaned forward and listened with a smile. Occasionally she would praise and agree with each other. In this way, at least the women would also
He no longer rejects her so much.
"My cousin hasn't had a boyfriend yet. If any of your friends are tall, rich and handsome, be sure to introduce them to my sister!"
When sending those women away, An Ling did not forget to ask her female friends with concern.
"Ling, don't worry, your cousin is pretty and I will take her to heart!"
"Oh, why should we worry about Ling's cousin? She knows more good men than we do!"
"Everyone, please help me! Okay, let's make an appointment another day!"
After the women left, the only thing left in the apartment was the strong smell of perfume left by those women.
An Ling quickly opened all the windows, hoping to make the disgusting smell dissipate quickly.
When the two of them sat down, Yan Yueyue sat next to her, looking at the elegant woman drinking English black tea, she asked in a low voice with some embarrassment, "Sister Ling, actually I have never been to France, you introduce me like this...
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Before she could finish her words, An Ling was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to interrupt her and scolded Yan Yueyue.
"Do you think they will care about you if you tell me which country you are from? People who are not in the same circle and have status cannot be friends, regardless of whether the friendship is truly emotional or not!"
"You are like this. If you want to climb into our circle, you will never be able to do it in your life without relying on me!"
An Ling said sarcastically, while Yan Yueyue sat there with her eyes lowered sadly, her white teeth biting her delicate lips, saying nothing.
An Ling glanced at her lightly, then looked away, and said lightly——
"But it doesn't have to be so fast. You will have a chance to marry a rich man soon!"
Yan Yueyue's eyes widened immediately as she listened. She asked nervously, "Sister Ling, what kind of opportunity is this?"
"But, I don't want to get married now..."
An Ling's eyes suddenly sank, and suddenly a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he slowly asked her, "Are you not happy to marry Rong Junlie, the brother-in-law you love with all your heart?"
"Sister Ling, what do you mean?" The joy that suddenly flashed across Yan Yueyue's face could not be concealed from An Ling's gaze.
But because she was so happy, she didn't see the fleeting lust and cruelty in An Ling's eyes.
Of course she wants to marry Rong Junlie, of course she wants to take the place of Luo Yan, whom she hates so much. Her mother died because of her. She has long hated her hypocritical look and can't wait to see her.
She immediately grabbed Rong Junlie, she wanted to take a good look at her look like she had lost her beloved.
An Ling still understood her and immediately spoke to her heart.
Yan Yueyue sat in front of her, still pretending to be reserved and replied, "Sister Ling, my cousin and my cousin's husband have a very good relationship. I'm afraid that if I have this idea, I can only keep it in my heart for the rest of my life!"
An Ling suddenly sneered, which startled Yan Yueyue. She felt that she was a little confused, and the sneer she gave out was a bit frightening.
"In this world, there are only unimaginable things, and nothing is impossible!"
"Don't worry, since I have the confidence to marry you to your cousin-in-law, I will definitely help you achieve your wish!"
Yan Yueyue stood up suddenly after hearing this. Because she was so excited to hear such a promise in her heart, the white bone china cup in her palm suddenly slipped from her palm, and the hot English black tea inside was poured onto the luxurious table at her feet.
on the carpet.
Yan Yueyue stood up suddenly after hearing this. Because she was so excited to hear such a promise in her heart, the white bone china cup in her palm suddenly slipped from her palm, and the hot English black tea inside was poured onto the luxurious table at her feet.
on the carpet.
"Sister Ling, are you telling the truth?" she asked in disbelief.
An Ling nodded, stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Yueyue's face, looked at her face thoughtfully and sighed, "Your face, with a little surgery, should look like your cousin!"
"
"Sister Ling, do you want me to have plastic surgery to look like my cousin?"
It's okay to say this. After all, there are no two identical women in this world. Even if they undergo plastic surgery, they will still look very different. What's more, she doesn't have Luo Yan's gentle temperament at all.
An Ling's eyes turned slightly cold, and his tone suddenly became impatient.
"Even if you look like her, your brother-in-law may not fall in love with you, but if you look like her and your cousin is not around, you will have a great chance!"
She is such a fickle woman, and what she said made Yan Yueyue feel a little confused.
Although she doesn't understand what this An Ling wants to do, at present, she provides her with materials, sends her to study, and packages her thoroughly, satisfying her Yan Yueyue's vanity in every aspect, so Yan Yueyue can no longer live without her.
Open her.
"Sister Ling, no matter what you say, I will listen to you!"
Being obedient and obedient was her only strength against An Ling, so Yan Yueyue immediately showed a harmless smile and looked at An Ling sincerely.
An Ling immediately turned around and handed her a CD and a business card.
She didn't read much of the CD at first, but the name and phone number of a senior chief physician at a plastic surgery hospital was written on the business card.
"This CD contains your cousin's itinerary, as well as her close-up video information. You can imitate the way she talks, her expression, and her posture and movements at home!"
"Yeah, sister Ling, I will definitely go home and study hard!"
Listening to An Ling's words, Yan Yueyue carefully put the CD away and went directly to see the chief doctor in the afternoon.
Her facial features looked a bit like Luo Yan's, but she actually didn't need a big knife. In addition, the doctor's medical skills were superb, and she was out in one afternoon.
After three days of recuperation at home and three days of anti-inflammatory injections, she had finished watching Luo Yan's film.
I really didn't expect An Ling to think so carefully about anything, and even give her a movie like this to watch, asking her to imitate Luo Yan.
This really makes Yan Yueyue feel grateful!
The most important thing is that An Ling also gave her a sum of money and asked her to go to the store and buy the exact same clothes that Luo Yan was wearing.
Even if they don't have the same style, they can have different colors. In short, after a week, Yan Yueyue seemed to be a different person.
Her tone of voice became softer, the heavy makeup on her face was removed, and she became more delicate and beautiful. In addition, her body shape was similar to Luo Yan's, so after putting on the exact same clothes and looking at herself in the mirror, her
His eyes were a little dazed.
If she stood in front of Luo Yan's mother Xu Baozhu like this, I'm afraid she would also be shocked!
Thinking of this, Yan Yueyue's smile curled up proudly.
In order to thank An Ling for cultivating her, Yan Yueyue specially bought a bouquet of French roses that she liked that day, and then took a taxi to An Ling's apartment.
She wanted her to see her changes, and imagining An Ling's surprised expression when she saw her changes, Yan Yueyue felt particularly happy.
When she was sitting in the taxi and watching the car approaching An Ling's apartment, An Ling happened to come out of the apartment.
Before Yan Yueyue could call her urgently, she hurriedly stopped a rental car and left the door of the apartment.
"Driver, please follow the car in front of you!" Yan Yueyue immediately asked the driver to follow An Ling's car.
She started to rummage through her cell phone in her bag. She originally planned to call An Ling and tell her that she was in the car behind her, but when she rummaged through her bag, she realized that she seemed to have forgotten to bring her cell phone out.
What a careless idiot!
Yan Yueyue had no choice but to ask the driver to follow An Ling's car.
At first she thought An Ling was going to some club for a spa, but she didn't expect An Ling's car to drive towards the outskirts of the city.
It wasn't until she came to the door of a dilapidated building of a demolished house that Yan Yueyue saw An Ling's car stop, and she walked in in a hurry.
"Driver, please wait for me..."
Yan Yueyue handed the driver a hundred yuan and chased after him.
The corridor was very damp and dark. Yan Yueyue followed her cautiously. An Ling didn't know what he was thinking, but he never noticed her.
She only cared about herself and walked forward in a hurry.
When she walked to the innermost room, she suddenly turned her head and looked around. It happened that Yan Yueyue's body was blocked by the pillar behind, so An Ling didn't see her.
Yan Yueyue instinctively felt that An Ling was strange, so she didn't call her while following her, but instead thought in confusion——
"Could it be that An Ling is also doing something shameful?"
When she thought that she still had a handle on her, if she could also discover An Ling's handle, wouldn't it be possible to exchange it?
Yan Yueyue thought of this and immediately followed An Ling into the room cautiously.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered, she heard the hysterical voice coming from An Ling——
"You are such a travesty, if you hadn't seduced Jun Lie in the first place, my life would not have been ruined..."
"You also killed my little uncle and made my grandfather sleepless since then. If it hadn't been for you, our An family wouldn't have had so many tragic experiences!"
"I hate you!"
"An Ling, I am also heartbroken by your uncle's death, but it was an accident. I had no idea he would go there..."
There was a crisp sound of "pop..." and there was suddenly no sound in the room. The crisp sound frightened Yan Yueyue behind her, and her little heart suddenly contracted.
She arched her body and looked through the crack in the door. What she saw was An Ling's ferocious face and the gleaming sharp knife raised on her arm.
If Yan Yueyue was shocked to see An Ling like this, then the woman who was forced to be tied to the chair had her long hair covering her bloody face, but those familiar eyes made Yan Yueyue unable to do anything.
Will forget.
It's Luo Yan, and An Ling kidnapped Luo Yan here!
Yan Yueyue was so shocked that she immediately covered her mouth!
"I will make a cut on your face every day. Really, it won't hurt..."
"ah……"
A shrill scream rang out in the silent room, and Yan Yueyue was so frightened that she quickly fled the scene with a pale face.
For two days in a row, she stayed in her apartment, not daring to go anywhere. Even when An Ling came to see her, she pretended not to be at home.
An Ling called her, but she was afraid to answer the phone!
Although she hated Luo Yan so much, Yan Yueyue's heart still couldn't calm down when she saw that her face had become so scary.
It wasn't until the third day she stayed at home that she saw news on the news that An Ling and Daniel committed suicide in her apartment, and her apartment exploded because of gas!
Yan Yueyue looked at this news and her whole body seemed to be frozen.
It took a long, long time for her to react. She didn't know whether she should be happy or feel sorry for An Ling.
No, what she should regret is that she has lost a supporter.
However, the next news was enough to dilute the regret in her heart for losing An Ling!
Luo Yan is dead, she is actually dead!
She hurried to Xu Baozhu's home and watched her crying her heart out.
Seeing Yan Yueyue's appearance, Xu Baozhu, who could not bear the pain of losing her daughter, actually mistook her for Luo Yan and kept calling her Luo Yan's name.
Yan Yueyue felt disgusted at first, but then she thought about it. She had done so much as An Ling said, wasn't it just to get this effect?
Thinking of this, Yan Yueyue felt pleasantly surprised. She had never thought that God would do such a great favor for her!
Now that An Ling is dead, no one can blackmail her, and what she really wants to thank is that she taught her such a good way before she died.
She thought, Xu Baozhu could recognize herself as Luo Yan, but what about Rong Junlie? He loves her so much, and he must not accept the fact that she has left!
So, Yan Yueyue immediately dressed up and went to Rong Junlie's villa!
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At this time, Yan Yueyue was pressed on the sofa, and the man on top of her began to kiss her. His kiss was very light, and fell on her naked skin bit by bit.
Yan Yueyue lay there, her body receiving Rong Junlie's love and caress, imagining her good luck these days in her mind, and the smile at the corner of her mouth slowly raised.
However, she was not satisfied with the kiss from the man on her body, it was not intense enough.
So, she narrowed her eyes slightly, slowly stretched out her little hand, and quietly inserted it into his clothes.
The lines of his muscles were so perfect and alluring. Yan Yueyue's little hands couldn't wait to get into his pants. When she felt the hard fire and heat, she suddenly murmured——
"Jun Lie, you want me, you want me..." She screamed charmingly, her legs hooked around his waist, but her body kept catering to him.
Suddenly, the force pressing on her body suddenly disappeared, and she felt her body lighten up. When she slowly opened her eyes, what she saw was that Rong Junlie's originally blurry and distracted eyes had become sinister and cold.
Yan Yueyue tensed up subconsciously, and quickly put on a smile and asked him shyly, "What's wrong, Jun Lie? Why don't you continue?"
The cold light in Rong Junlie's eyes was gathering slightly. His Yan'er would never ask him for her so actively!
Never!
Suddenly, his big hand grabbed her chin, leaned down, and asked her in a particularly vicious tone.
"Who are you? Why do you look so similar to her?"
"Jun Lie——"
"I-I-" Yan Yueyue's teeth began to knot and she didn't know how to explain herself.
She was so excited that she forgot such an important question.
"Say it--"
Rong Junlie grabbed her long hair. The tenderness in his eyes disappeared, leaving only cold cruelty.
The woman he loved the most was gone, but there was a woman like her trying to seduce and seduce him. Who did she think he was, Rong Junlie?
Yan Yueyue only cried out in pain but said nothing serious. She just wanted to win Rong Junlie's sympathy with her tears. But she didn't know that Rong Junlie's temper would be unimaginable.
"You actually stole Yan'er's clothes?" When his eyes fell on the light blue on her body, the hatred in Rong Junlie's eyes could no longer be ignored.
He raised his hand and pulled down her clothes violently. The force was so strong that he pulled the zipper behind her and immediately scratched a deep bloody mark on her back.
"Brother-in-law, don't..."
Yan Yueyue screamed, but Rong Junlie seemed to be going crazy and couldn't listen to anything. He took off her clothes vigorously, and then tore a valuable skirt to pieces.
"Get out of here immediately, don't dirty my eyes here..."
Rong Junlie, who had regained his senses, was holding on to the skirt tightly in his hands, as if defending his sovereignty, his eyes were too scarlet to be stared at.
Yan Yueyue curled up on the sofa and cried. She had no idea that things would develop like this.
"Brother-in-law, I didn't steal any clothes. Is that skirt mine?"
"You're still trying to quibble with me. Do you think a dirty guy like you deserves to wear a dress of this color?"
Rong Junlie sneered in disgust, only his Yan'er was qualified to wear this purest and most flawless color, only his Yan'er could wear it!
Yan Yueyue gritted her teeth and looked at him, almost at her wits' end.
Soon, Rong Junlie called Xi Chen. When Xi Chen stood at the door, he saw the naked woman curled up on the sofa, and his eyes immediately moved away.
"Mr. Rong!"
"What did you do? Why is this woman in my room?"
Rong Yu angrily questioned his subordinates about their inability to do things well. Xi Chen was puzzled and thought, just now he strongly prevented this woman from coming in, but he didn't stop her!
But he knew that his master must have been so sad that he had forgotten about it, but it didn't matter. If the master was an eyesore, he would definitely clean her up.
"Yes, Mr. Rong, this woman sneaked in! I will throw her out right now!"
Xi Chen fully gave Rong Junlie face and steps, spoke respectfully in a low voice, turned around, expressionlessly dragged the woman on the sofa, grabbed her and threw her out of the garden.
Poor Yan Yueyue had never accepted such humiliation. She swore that she would repay them well for what these people had invested in her!
Her naked body was thrown heavily to the ground by Xi Chen. Her delicate skin rubbed against the rough cobblestones, and she felt pain all over her body.
There was still an old servant who couldn't stand it anymore and threw a dirty dress to her. She gritted her teeth and slowly put on the disgusting dress with her cheeks red under the eyes of the male servants.
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