"I was found by the Feng family. I am the daughter of the Feng family. My name is Feng Ling, the twin sister of Feng Xue." Feng Xue continued.
"You can deceive other people, but you can't deceive me. You are not Feng Ling at all, you are Feng Xue. The one who died before was a substitute, and you worked hard for Xiao Zichen. I really admire you. But you are borrowing someone else's identity
, can you really keep pretending? There will always be times when you are exposed. After all, your personalities are completely different and you are not the same kind of people at all, okay?" Zhan Fengling smiled and tilted his head to stare at Feng Xue.
Feng Xue gritted her teeth and lay on the bed again. She grabbed the quilt with her hands and squeezed it tightly. Finally, she said: "Zhan Feng Ling, you are deceiving me. Do you think I don't know you?"
"I didn't deceive you, I told the truth. I can't prove that you are Feng Xue, but I know that you are her." Zhan Fengling said deliberately.
She thought that as long as she said there was nothing she could do first, Feng Xue would definitely let down her guard and admit it in front of her.
I have to say that the trick of showing the wind chime is quite useful, Feng Xue was indeed influenced by her.
The woman sat up from the bed, looked at the indwelling needle on the back of her hand, and smiled: "You know you have no evidence."
"You mean to admit it's Fengxue?" Zhan Fengling asked.
Feng Xue nodded, put his hands in his hair, blinked his eyes, and said proudly, "Is there anything I dare not admit? I am indeed not a wind chime. It's just Xiao Zichen who is stupid. Do you know why he is stupid? Because he loves the real wind chime.
.In his eyes, all of us are substitutes, and you are no better than me."
"At least I won't be like you, living under someone else's identity. Don't you think it's sad? Using someone else's identity, you even have to attend your own funeral." Zhan Fengling looked down upon Feng Xue with contempt on his face.
She won't throw away her self-esteem for a man.
"I'm not pathetic, at least I'm with Xiao Zichen. At least he believes that I am Feng Chime. Now no one believes that I am Feng Xue, this is my success. And you... you will be replaced by me one day. You have nothing to do
Proud." Feng Xue turned over the wind chime and glanced at it.
At this moment, she was talking to Zhan Fengling with a super strong sense of superiority.
Zhan Fengling smiled, shook his head and said, "I have nothing to be proud of, but I am Mrs. Xiao. You are nothing. In order to provoke Xiao Zichen and me, you even hurt yourself. I can't compare to you in this regard."
"I didn't hurt myself." Feng Xue stared at Zhan Fengling, she knew exactly what Zhan Fengling was talking about.
"You didn't hurt yourself, why did you fall? Why do you insist on staying when your child has problems? You want to plot against me, right?" Zhan Fengling asked.
Feng Xue put her hand on her belly, then looked at Zhan Fengling's belly, "My child is fine."
"Ectopic pregnancy, or deformity, the child cannot be kept. How dare you say that your child is fine?" Zhan Fengling looked at Feng Xue.
Feng Xue was slightly startled, tightened her hands, and stared at Zhan Fengling's face, "How do you know the child is an ectopic pregnancy? Did you go investigate me?"
"Yes, we have to investigate, otherwise I will be treated like a little idiot and you will plot against me? Don't be stupid, what era is it." Zhan Fengling imitated An Muyun's tone and deliberately provoked Feng Xue.
Sure enough, Feng Xue was stimulated. She lifted the quilt, got off the bed, and pointed at Zhan Fengling, "Humph, what's the use of your investigation? No one believes you now, you are the murderer!"