[69 Book Bar - www.] Wearing miu miu's camellia windbreaker, I walked out of the dark and humid factory. On the grassy plain, a black stretched Lincoln had stopped there, the door opened, and a respectful person stood outside the door.

There were two rows of bodyguards in black. "Miss, the master asked you to go back." The British butler walked up to me and lowered his head and said.

I snorted coldly. I am a girl who yearns to be as free as a bird. Unfortunately, I was born into a family of the richest man in the world. My father is the chairman of the world's largest group, with branches all over the world.

, and has been at the top of the rich list for twelve years. My mother is a princess of the British royal family, a world supermodel, and the winner of the Miss Universe contest.

I have a unique capital, but I feel sad for myself because I feel that I can’t fit into this world. I have floor-length hair as white as silver and blood cherry-colored eyes that are unique in the world. I have

Beyond my mother's stunning beauty, people have been lining up to express their love for me since I entered kindergarten. However, I still feel very lonely. The loneliness that radiates from my soul wraps me up in a world that only belongs to me.

In my own world, in this world, only the deacon Fangxun, who has been with me since childhood, is the one who can best understand my loneliness.

And I am a hurt person. No one knows, and no one is willing to mention my tragic and painful past. God, let Binglei live alone until he dies.

My private villa is located on the azure coastline, backed by the deep and boundless ocean. The waves hit the shore, and the layers of waves rolled up accentuate the majestic momentum of the villa.

This sea area belongs to our family. My father bought the most beautiful island in the world for me to live in a few years ago. At that time, I hid like an escaped clown in the Garden of Eden that my father created for me.

The Lincoln car crossed the wide road, and the white pigeons staying on the roadside were fluttering. There was a beautiful musical fountain at the intersection of the road.

The water column reaching the sky shines with colorful light under the sunlight, like a rainbow spanning the sky and the earth.

I entered the home, and twenty servants bowed their heads to say hello to me. I walked past proudly like a peacock and threw my bag, clothes, and shoes in the air. The servants quickly picked up the things I dropped. I wore these.

I won’t wear anything I’ve ever worn again, but I will give the clothes, bags and shoes I don’t want to refugees in Africa. Two years ago, the United Nations was moved by my kindness and set up an ice cream specially for me.

Tears Foundation.

I just walked into the spacious living room, and my face was dimmed by all the decorative jewelry.

My dad is already sitting on my custom-made sofa in Paris, drinking coffee flown from Africa. Although my dad has reached middle age, he is still so handsome that all mature women fall into a state of insanity, just like seventeen

Even I feel envious of her childlike appearance.

But the first words my father said to me made me feel the disaster was coming: "Leier, Qian Junye is back."

Just like a cloudy summer, a bolt of lightning ripped through the sky and struck down. My heart was bloody and burst into pieces. I held my scorched, bloody heart in my hands, and my tears were like water in the East Sea.
Chapter completed!