Fake Murong Xiao (Tang Zhaodi) has also been up all night.

For one thing, he was tortured by Murong Chul.

Secondly, she was really insecure.

Although she didn't know much about Qian Lingyue, a woman's sixth sense told her that the way the man on her side was looking at her was getting more and more wrong.

How to describe it!

She's not much of a writer for a middle school graduate.

It was to look at her as if she were a prisoner, full of scrutiny and suspicion.

Doesn't one act like one?

But she even fooled Murong Fu ah, when the father can not recognize his daughter, is the boyfriend will be able to recognize it?

No, she had to hurry up, the sooner she got married, the sooner she had peace of mind, even if she didn't have a wedding, she had to get a license.

Hocus pocus, they were already on the third floor.

Mrs. Murong is overly worried, unwilling to see people, Murong Fu and do not want to send his wife to those hospitals, so in the third floor of the home remodeled under the guest room into a medical room, live a lot of doctors and nurses.

Just as Qian Lingyue was about to enter the door, Murong Xiao suddenly stopped him and smiled as she stepped in front of him.

"Wait here, I'll go see if Mom's asleep yet."

Thousand Lingyue understood and allowed her to leave on her own.

He was about to pull out his cell phone to check the news when a caller's strangely familiar number flashed on the screen, and he couldn't help but feel his eyelids jump at the thought of the number's owner.

Turning to avoid people, he squared off and pressed the answer button.

"Chuang Muoi?"

"Yeah, it's been a long time, Senpai."

***

Tang Zhaodi came out of the hospital room, and what she saw was Qian Lingyi holding up her cell phone with a smile on her face, and then her face collapsed.

She didn't have a fit because she was in the way.

Instead, he took several deep breaths, and as if he had no intention of doing so, he came over to Qian Lingyue's side, staring at him tightly, his ears perked up.

Feeling the gaze behind him, Qian Lingyue frowned and turned around, looking at Tang Zhaodi's expression.

Although it was tempting to borrow Zhuang Mo Mo to inquire about Tang Xiao Xiao's information.

But ...

"That's it then, you book your flight and I'll pick you up."

"No need to pick up, just give me the coordinates of your airfield, I'm a pregnant woman, so don't torture me with a car ride."

Chien's house is deep in the mountains and to reach it you either have to use an airplane or you have to go to the city below the mountains and then take a 2 hour bus ride.

"You're pregnant?"

"Yes, I am more than 6 months, oh yes, I also brought a friend, she is also pregnant, so please invite us to dinner please arrange a nutritious meal." Zhuang Mo Mo glanced at Tang Xiao Xiao and added.

"Good."

And Chantry brought a pregnant friend?

How come he didn't know when Chuang Mo Mo had such a close friend.

But looking at someone's face, which was already starting to darken, he wasn't really interested in chatting anymore, and after a few more words, he hung up the phone.

"Who are you talking to on the phone?"

"Like, or a woman?"

Tang Zhaodi clutched her fingers and asked carefully.

In fact, when she heard that the woman was pregnant for six months her heart had already been put back in her stomach, but she was extremely insecure, and some things had to be asked to understand before she was willing to do so.

"Yeah."

"It's a woman, her stomach is already six months old, and she's very pretty, are you satisfied?" Qian Lingyue looked at her coldly, the corner of her mouth outlined a sneer.

"What!" Tang Zhaodi was dumbfounded by his directness.

The eyes were pierced and cracked, and they were beginning to glow.

"But, she's married and her husband isn't me."

"As well, she's important, no less than you, and I don't care what you think, for the sake of your family, remember to treat people with respect when she's here."

No matter what, the Qian family and Murong family are also considered to be allies who have been cooperating for many years with the wind and clouds, he did not want Murong Xiao to make the mistake of inviting the enemy to bring shame to the family and look for trouble.

The past Chuang Mo Mo might have just been his elementary school sister.

But now, behind her stood Xu Liancheng, stood that godforsaken Ouyang Ye, and even, he had heard that Zhuang MoMo seemed to still have a relationship with the Ye family in Lingnan, and such a person would be honored as a guest wherever she went.

Just.

In the end, Tang Zhaodi wasn't really the eldest miss of the Murong family.

Much less the idea of family honor and disgrace.

So much so that after Qian Lingyue had spoken for half a day here, she had only distilled a few key words, that woman was beautiful and rich!

She was so out of it that even her features shifted a bit!

Looking at her fluttering eyes, Qian Lingyue knew that she hadn't listened, so she stopped talking and directly crossed over to her and entered the room.

As soon as he pushed open the door, the strong smell of medicine poured madly into the tip of his nose.

"Auntie."

Qian Lingyue's eyes were a little sore, and she walked quickly to the hospital bed.

It seemed that the decibels of his voice were too high, or that the truth of it was too strong.

The person who was already asleep suddenly opened his eyes, his red eyes looking straight at Qian Lingyue as if he wanted to see through him.

"Auntie, are you not feeling well?"

"Tell me if you don't feel well and I'll call a doctor for you!"

Qian Lingyue has always known that Mrs. Murong's health is not good, but now when she sees her withered hands, her heart can't help but ache, this is more than not good ah, it's simply shaped like a wither.

However, Mrs. Murong did not speak, her dim pupils staring at him motionlessly.

Seeing Mrs. Murong actually woke up, Tang Zhaodi felt very unseconded, if not for the Murong family tradition, the mother died within a year of the daughter can not be married, she would like to directly get dead her.

The old pious woman's life is great, she let her feed her those psychotropic drugs and sleeping pills every day, but she hasn't eaten anything stupid yet! She had just fallen asleep, but when she heard Qian Lingyue speak, she woke up again.

"Mom, what are you doing, look at how you've scratched Lingyue's hand purple!" Tang Zhaodi said, about to reach out to separate the two, but just as she made her move, she was shocked by the coldness of Qian Lingyue's body, and sardonically flinched in place.

And in the meantime, Mrs. Mullen said a word.

The voice was small, but Qian Lingyue heard it clearly.

'Roll.'

She said roll!

And naturally it was not to him, an outsider, but to her own daughter!

At once, Qian Lingyue's heart was overjoyed.

Looks like that horrible thought in his head might actually be the truth then! This shipment was a fake!

Strongly suppressing the excitement at the bottom of her heart, Qian Lingyue did not move and surveyed the furnishings in this room, compared to the room she lived in before, this place was empty, apart from a few books there was actually nothing else.

"Auntie, they all say that you are very sick and wish to let Xiao Xiao and I get married early, do you agree with this?"

"Or do you think what bride price I should give Xiaoxiao is better? You're Xiao Xiao's mother after all, and although we're a doll's marriage, I want to go through all the procedures that should be in place with the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words!"

Murong Xiao saw that Qian Lingyue was hesitant to leave, so she was a bit anxious and wanted to drag the person away, but this time, when she heard Qian Lingyue take the initiative to bring up the matter of marriage and to send a bride price, she was very joyful again.

What she wants, naturally, is money and all kinds of jewelry ah!

But this woman ...

"Bride price?" Mrs. Murong's eyes moved, her hand that was pinching Qian Lingyue trembled, her daughter was fake yes, but this son-in-law was real.

Why did he ask for his bride price though!

This bride price back then Qian Lingyue's grandmother had already given ah, it was their Qian family's heirloom treasure, a jade Jue that could open the secret passage under the Qian family's ancestral hall!

Right!

Where's Jade Jade!

She snapped her head around to look at her imposter daughter.

Sure enough she looked her up and down, there was no trace of any Jade Jade on her, and this impostor had particularly shallow eyelids, but anything worthwhile she was sure to wear on her body.

Right! She's the fake!

Even if she has the same face as her daughter she is a fake!

Mrs. Mullen, who had come to this conclusion, was very excited.

These days she had more or less ingested the dregs of the drug despite hyperventilating herself every day, and much of the time thinking about things had become very difficult and slow, but she was a mother, and she recognized her daughter.

Fake can't become real, and real can't become fake.

Look again at this son-in-law ...

Does he know something?

And could he be trusted? After all, her idiot husband just didn't notice anything unusual and advised her every day not to think too much.

"Mom! People are asking you!" Seeing that Mrs. Murong just looked at herself but was slow to open her mouth, Tang Zhaodi got anxious and couldn't help but urge.

Mrs. Murong smiled oddly.

Then she hung her head and bowed her head, as if she had entered into a fixation, letting Qian Lingyue and Murong say whatever she wanted to say she didn't move a muscle.

"Brother Ling Yu, forget it, let's go, I feel like it's the happiest thing in the world to be able to marry you, it doesn't matter if it's a bride price or not. My mom is also tired, let's just let her rest."

Mrs. Murong's eyes were so appalling that whenever she was near her, Tang Zhaodi felt as if she had no clothes on and could see through anything.

Thousand Lingyue had already secretly gotten some information, so she stood straight up.

"Then Auntie, take care of your health, I'll come see you again some other day, if Xiao Xiao and I get married, you must come to our wedding, otherwise I'll feel that everything is not perfect."

Qian Lingyue said, stood up, and even helped Mrs. Murong cover the quilt.

The latter remained motionless, as if he had not heard, or had heard and would not answer.

Seeing that Qian Lingyue was willing to leave, Tang Zhaodi let out a long breath.

Just as the two men opened the door and prepared to leave.

Mrs. Murong suddenly spoke up.

"Δεν είναι η Ζιάο μου."

Qian Lingyue's footsteps slightly paused, and a stream of light unconsciously crossed the bottom of her eyes.

Seeing the footsteps stalled, Tang Zhaodi hurriedly pulled him away and closed the door with a difficult face to explain, "Ling Yu, just that is not a curse on you, my mom since she was born sick, her brain is not working well, so she always likes to say nonsense, it sounds like a curse, but don't you mind ah, she is not cursing you."

Qian Lingyue raised an eyebrow, revealing a few rare smiles.

"I know."

"Huh?"

Tang Zhaodi was shaken by his smile and shyly hung her head.

Qian Lingyue sneered, secretly putting the hair in her hand into her pocket and storing it away.

The impostor did not know Greek, but he did, and had learned it from Mrs. Mullen.

That sentence was nothing else.

Exactly [She's not my Dawn.]

Neither is his!

His Xiao Xiao, is dead.