A sound suddenly came from the door, and the people in the hall looked at each other. A tall figure walked in with the backlight. She couldn't see her appearance clearly, but it made people feel her cold and arrogant temperament.

The think tank stood behind Yu Minzhi and couldn't help but mutter secretly.

"Feedling is to have sex with your flesh and blood. The temperament in this bone is exactly the same as ours."

The speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional. Yu Xinting's face collapsed instantly, and her eyes were filled with jealousy.

"Come here."

"That's what..."

The think tanks all looked at Yu Minzhi, with surprise on their faces written on them.

"It looks so similar to Mr.!"

"It's a pity that she is a girl. If she changes her gender, she will not be spoiled by her husband."

The person who was talking was touched by his arm, and he realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly closed his mouth.

A trace of surprise flashed in Yu Minzhi's eyes. He watched the girl sit down opposite without any timidity, and looked at her silently.

Zhao Jie frowned slightly, her eyes swept over the girl's outfit with a clearly visible disgust.

"What does every girl look like in her family? It's so shabby. And your shoes are covered with mud soles and they all get dirty."

As he said that, he asked the servant to come over to get the slippers, but the girl did not move, leaning lazily on the sofa, and only raised her eyelids and glanced at her.

Zhao Jie's anger was aroused by her reaction and she glared at her: "Qiao Yan, I'm talking to you."

Qiao Yan finally reacted, but a sarcastic curve appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"So you're talking to me."

The slender fingers pulled the clothes on his body, and the chuckled with a bit of unruly feeling: "It doesn't matter whether the cold or the motherless orphans can fill their stomachs in places like the countryside, which is already favored by God."

He raised his legs and left a dirty shoe print on the snow-white carpet under his feet. Qiao Yan looked at Zhao Jie with a smile.

"Feel sorry."

"This carpet, including all my food, clothing and expenses, will be recorded in my account, and I will return it to you if I don't have a single point in the future."

Zhao Jie looked ugly, and she felt that every word she said was slapping her in the face, making her look so mean as her biological mother.

Yu Xinting saw it and smiled close to Zhao Jie.

"Don't be angry, my sister grew up in the countryside after all, and I should have endorsed all this. I snatched everything that should belong to my sister. If my mother is angry with her, I will blame myself."

Zhao Jie's expression became soft in an instant: "Tingting, don't say that, it's not your fault. In your mother's heart, you will always be your biological daughter."

If you want to blame, you will blame the brave Feng Xiuhua who actually changed the children of two families.

But she knew that the person sitting opposite her was her biological daughter, but she just couldn't like her in her heart. She couldn't raise her daughter who was not related by her blood, which made her feel caring.

Even though I hate Feng Xiuhua, I can’t hate her daughter. Maybe this is the mother-daughter relationship between her and Tingting.

Thinking of Zhao Jie holding Yu Xinting's hand tightly.

Yu Xinting's eyes were filled with tears of emotion, but when she looked at Qiao Yan, the touch became pride.

"Anyway, I still feel sorry for my sister. It was me who snatched everything my sister should have, so I decided to return everything I had to my sister, the room I live in, the birthday gifts my parents gave me every year, and some jewelry and clothes..."

"No."

Qiao Yan interrupted her.

"You show off like a cuckoo that takes up someone else's nest, which makes people feel disgusted."

She raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes were indifferent, and the curve of the corners of her mouth was a bit unruly and careless, but what she said made Yu Xinting blush.
Chapter completed!