Tang Zhaodi didn't think that even a servant would dare to taunt herself anymore.

The features, already distorted by anger, swelled right up.

Through the thick mask, the old lady looked at her as if she was looking at a piece of flour bread, and almost didn't resist letting someone get her out.

Good thing that Tang Zhaodi children's shoes own face skin is also top-notch thick.

All disliked like this, they can still open their mouths and continue to rub it in with the old lady.

"Grandma, aside from that, it's my birthday soon, can I throw myself a birthday party?"

Birthday?

The old woman's hand squeezing the Buddha beads paused.

Yes, Dawn's birthday is coming up.

He subconsciously looked towards Tang Xiao Xiao, only one glance quickly retracting his gaze.

"What do you want to do? Aren't they all amnesiacs, could you have invited a friend?"

Thinking about it, the old lady couldn't help but want to give the person in front of her two solid 'hairy chestnuts'.

Although Tiny grew up with 123 as a childhood friend and often stuck together, he is not that kind of withdrawn personality, instead he is more sociable and has a lot of friends.

Although he had lost contact for several years, his former close friends had come to visit when they heard he was back, and those who hadn't come had sent messages.

But this pirated goods in front of me, see people gifts under the dish also even if, but also at home to pose, say some seven to eight have no, the people are almost offended.

You're having a birthday party and you're lucky to have a few of them?

What's more, she didn't want to call anyone to come and see the joke.

It's almost embarrassing to sit next to him, he can't afford to hurt his old face.

The old lady's words stung Tang Zhaodi's face with a fiery pain.

She twisted her fingers and hung her head. Mentally still muttering about Murong Xiao's previous No. 1 friend being too stingy, they were all good friends, she was sick and lost her memory, shouldn't they have given him more gifts?

Hmph! It's not that good.

Tang Zhaodi was unimpressed to the point of skimming her lips.

"Then it's good to just invite the family, I haven't seen brother Qian for a long time." Tang Zhaodi for Qian Lingyue, take was from the heart like.

Especially his temperament and appearance as in a fairy tale book, and the icy eyes unique to the overbearing president in the novel, it was simply the Prince Charming of her dreams.

The old lady raised an eyebrow, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling.

After thinking about it for a long time, he agreed.

She was also really impatient to deal with this one, and resolving it sooner rather than later would also allow Tiny to regain her identity sooner rather than later, and then happily hold her great-grandchildren.

Thinking of the two children that were about to be born, the old lady let a few rare moments of tenderness appear on her face.

Just want the old lady does not treat her, to achieve the purpose of Tang Zhaodi also no longer stay, leading the old lady to give the 'holy decree' become majestically go to the account room to receive money.

Her pugnacious eight-steps saw the old lady's heart twitch.

Once he was out the door, she turned around and rushed Tang Xiao Xiao, "I really can't tolerate her anymore, look at this appearance. It's simply an insult to the face of our Murong family."

"If she is a fake, then she is not a member of our family, why should she insult our face, she is not worthy."

"Also."

Old Mrs. Murong nodded in understanding, looking at her own granddaughter with a satisfied nod.

Advance and retreat without arrogance.

Now that's a lady of the house.

***

Tang Zhaodi got busy after receiving the money.

Banquet venue, banquet clothing, to the banquet fruit plate to choose what varieties, what shape she has to personally do, see, the underlings are, puzzled.

When did this little matter need to be personally handled by a worldly young lady? Especially what varieties to choose for the fruit plate? Who doesn't know that the most important purpose of a banquet organized by a large group is to socialize.

But this one, it's changed too much.

Though it is said that a loss of memory can change your temperament drastically.

But you're too ...

Even the banquet director felt useless and couldn't help but go to the old lady, who said to let him do as he pleased.

So when the renderings of the banquet came out, everyone was stunned.

The big red back wall, the earthy yellow floor, and the uninspired flashing tables and stickers are just as Low as it gets.

Not to mention raising a glass and sharing a drink inside, just standing there feels like you're surrounded by copper-filled yellow.

I saw Tang Zhaodi's circle of friends from Qian Lingyue.

Tang Xiao Xiao was suddenly glad that no one knew Tang's WeChat password except for Qian Lingyue, or else he didn't know how he was going to be ridiculed by those friends of his.

***

But no matter what others think, Tang Zhaodi herself is and its satisfaction.

Even with the appearance of Murong Zhe at night, she was not as fearful and resistant as in the past, and upside down, she shared the fruits of her labor with him.

Murong Zhe is no longer everyone's cultivated, although the heart is not right, the aesthetic is still there.

Without even thinking about it, he just gave her an earful.

"Why are you hitting me again?" Tang Zhaodi was aggrieved.

"You don't have a point in your heart?" Murong Zhe's face was filled with disgust.

Tang Zhaodi bit her lip and didn't say anything.

How could these puritanical mortals understand her aesthetic, huh?

Muyongzhe ignored her little bit of wisdom, and fished out two more small bottles from his pocket, which he had bought at great expense from that mysterious place, the Night Network.

"What's this again?" Tang Zhaodi's heart palpitated at the sight of him pulling out bottles and jars, fearful from the inside out.

"A compound called ZD23, colorless and odorless, just one milliliter can make a person instantly defenseless and limp."

"But didn't you give me something before?" Tang Zhaodi was a bit puzzled, why did he give her so much of this medicine? Could it be that he wanted her to put their family down?

"Throw away what you had before, or keep it for yourself. I originally wanted to fish one fish at a time, but now that I have the chance to catch all the big fish in one net, why not."

"According to the usual practice in previous years, when the time comes, you, as the main character of the banquet, will open the champagne and pour the wine, you add this in, and then we put them all at once into the whole Murong family will be all of us all!"

Thinking of the picture of that Murong old woman and her cheap elder brother prostrate in front of him on their knees begging for mercy, Murong Zhe couldn't help but laugh.

Yoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo--

The damaged vocal cords churned erratically, like a demon crawling out of the abyss.

"But Qian Lingyue will also come ah, I ..." Tang Zhaodi said that Tang was not all without a little heart.

"Idiot! This drug will only knock you out for ten hours or so!"

All right, don't bullshit me. Either they die or you do.

Murong Cheol grinned a bloody grin and looked down on her mercilessly.

Tang Zhaodi is stupid and also its selfish.

***

The party will come.

The whole Murong family is overflowing with earthy hi's.

In order to ensure that Murong Zhe's plan to kill them all in one fell swoop, Tang Zhaodi also specifically went to send invitations to both Murong Fu and Mrs. Murong.

As always, Murong Fu indulges his daughter who has risen from the dead.

And Mrs. Mullen just looked at her.

"Mom, I know I've lost my memory and become less good and you don't like me, but this is my 1st birthday since I woke up and I'd be sorry if you didn't come."

Regret?

What does she regret?

Did she really think she didn't know that she had people giving her those pills that only psychopaths take? She had tossed them around casually before because he thought that since the imposters had been able to show up bright and early, they should be gone.

With her daughter gone, it doesn't make much difference if she's good or bad.

"Dad, you help me persuade mom." Tang Zhaodi couldn't wait for a response, so she could only turn to Murong Fu for help.

Sure enough this fool didn't let him down.

One lobbied his wife there vigorously.

"And don't worry."

He said at Tang Zhaodi.

***

I don't know how on earth he discussed it with Mrs. Murong.

Banquet this day people are all together, even Zhuang Mo Mo and Tang Xiao Xiao were invited to come, but also brought Tang Zhaodi's favorite things, gold jewelry, enough to fist the size of the golden pig, see Tang Zhaodi eyes are straight.

"Watch your face, you'll knock her out later, take off the pictures and threaten her husband, you want a room made of gold, her husband can get you one."

Murong Zhe, who was watching the camera from the shadows, didn't have the heart to remind her in his headphones!

This idiot!

A little gold gets her excited!

Xu Liancheng's family is the one with the gold mountain! This fool who can't get to the top! Sooner or later, he's going to be eliminated.

"It's not too bad."

"It's just a little small."

Tang Zhaodi touched her ears without a trace and adjusted the sound of the headphones, why is this old pervert so loud! What a house made of gold, she does not want to live!

This little golden piggy can be carried away easily in his pocket, but can the golden house be carried away? Stupid as a chicken.

Zhuang Mo Mo smiled and pulled Tang Xiao Xiao into a seat.

She didn't do anything deliberately, but just with that twelfth-grade resistant face, it was enough to call for people to take their eyes off her.

"Maybe it's a head-changer too!"

"What?"

Tony was alerted when he saw her muttering at his lady just as he entered.

"I say her face is so fake! What kind of person grows five senses in such good proportions!" Tang Zhaodi muttered jealously, and as soon as she turned around, she stumbled into a pair of deep brown eyes containing melancholy.

"You ... You are?"

She pretended to be reserved and lifted the corner of her skirt, swallowing back her saliva, this man is so extreme ah, and Qian Lingyue is not a type at all.

"My name is Tony."

The man smiled slightly and suddenly bent down to bring his head to her ear.

"You ..."

Tang Zhaodi was so excited that she couldn't spit out a complete sentence.

Was he trying to kiss her?

So grandiose?

Has her beauty finally been discovered?

No, there's still a layer of thin veil on her face, so onlookers shouldn't be able to see clearly.

Then ...

He must have been bowled over by his own temperament!

Tang Zhaodi thought excitedly, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

Yet after waiting a long time, those gentle lips did not fall on her ear.

Just as she couldn't help but open her eyes.

Twilight Zone.

A chill drilled into her head.

"I don't know if anyone else's face is fake, but yours definitely is."

"And ..."

"Ugly."