Jiang Tingting was overwhelmed by what he said, but still held his chin up, with no special expression on his lazy face.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Jiang Yuanyuan stared at her without blinking, with a sad smile on her lips.
"Since God gave me a new life through time travel, why do you still need to exist... I really hate it... Why is it always me who gets hurt!"
Jiang Tingting twitched the corner of his mouth.
[Little retard, this time travel girl is not crazy! 】
Check the mental state of the time-traveling woman with one click.
[Ding - Congratulations to the host for lighting up the hidden secret of the time-traveling woman]
The time-traveling girl was the real daughter of a wealthy family before she traveled through time. However, her parents only cared about getting along day and night and did not care much about blood relations, and they were extremely fond of fake daughters.
The time-traveling girl hated the fake daughter to the core, but her thoughts were far inferior to the fake daughter, so she suffered repeated defeats.
In the end, the two of them were kidnapped by the kidnappers, and her parents abandoned the time-traveling girl without a second thought and rescued the fake daughter.
A time-traveling girl was violated by kidnappers and brutally killed. When she woke up, she found that she had traveled through time. Just like the wind and water had turned around, she became the doted upon fake daughter of the Jiang family in this world...
[323: The host also knows what happened next. In short, the time-traveling girl was extreme and transferred the harm done to her by others to the innocent Jiang Tingting. This is why poor people must be hateful. 】
Jiang Tingting narrowed his eyes, how could this be called pitiful!
"Why is it always me who gets hurt? I hate you so much! I hate every one of you equally, especially you Jiang Tingting. I hate you. Why did you show up!" Jiang Yuanyuan stood up and leaned on the other side of the glass window with red eyes.
While roaring, his mood was a little unstable.
Jiang Tingting looked at her with a slight tsk, and opened his lips: "Feng Shui has changed, and since it has turned to me, of course I have to turn you to death."
After saying that, he stood up, turned around and left.
"Jiang, listen!" Jiang Yuanyuan banged the glass window frantically. The police heard the sound and immediately came in and injected her with a sedative.
[Ding - the time-travel female face slap value is 100%. Congratulations to the host for completing one of the main tasks. Please continue to work hard to conquer Qin Yan, the son of destiny. Qin Yan's current favorability is: 30%]
"Tell me what dreams the little villains have!"
【……】
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After Jiang Ting heard about the time-traveling girl, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon when she got home.
Winter nights always get darker quickly, and there are very few people on the road.
Jiang Tingting was wrapped in a red scarf and bought three braised chicken legs at a braised meat shop, intending to take them back to share with Shen Huaixi's mother.
I came to the community, went upstairs, and knocked on the door, but no one responded.
Jiang Tingting frowned and called Shen Huaixi but didn't answer.
A bad premonition emerged in my heart.
[Little retard, where is Shen Huaixi...]
323 was reading a novel. When he heard this, he immediately started to search. When he saw the result, he was silent for a moment, and then he said:
[Host, I forgot to remind you that today is Mother Shen...]
He didn't say it out loud, but Jiang Tingting understood the meaning.
[Process...] The voice is slightly hoarse.
[The host is big, Mother Shen came out of her noodle shop...she was hit by a drunk truck driver while crossing the road to pull a child, and was pronounced dead immediately after being sent to the hospital...the little villain is now sitting in the hospital corridor...]
Jiang Tingting felt her heart was clogged, so she grabbed a car and rushed to the hospital, carrying three chicken legs.
In the hospital corridor, Shen Huaixi was standing at the door of the emergency room where the lights had been turned off.
There was no expression on the young man's face, his eyes were not red, and there was no trace of crying, but there was no light...
Jiang Tingting took a deep breath, walked over, and slowly held Shen Huaixi's hand.
Shen Huaixi's fingers trembled, and then he lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Tingting...