The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Xing Jiu'an listened and was about to cry.

Her grievances and sadness for so long seemed to have a vent all of a sudden.

The master treats her like a master like a father.

No matter how strong you are, you will feel wronged and sad.

Xing Jiu'an leaned over, curled up carefully, and sat next to her master, next to her tombstone.

"I thought I taught you well, confident, strong, and invincible..."

"Little Eryi, Master was wrong, forgot... You are still a child."

She was spoiled, and in a blink of an eye, from heaven to hell, they shouldn't force her.

After breaking the contact, I really didn't find her again. I don't know how much she suffered.

Obviously she is the proud daughter of the sky, and she should enjoy the supreme glory and shine...

When the body was finally sorted out, it was discovered that her body had decayed. It looked good, but in fact it was completely broken.

Even if they are prosperous, they may not live to the age of 30.

How much have they missed?

In just one year, I lost the most important person in my life.

"Little Eryi, don't be afraid, Master won't want you anymore. In the future, Master will be here with you, okay?" Master gently stroked the cold tombstone with his hand, "You will never be abandoned."

Xing Jiu'an pursed his lips and looked at the master, his eyes were red, but he was smiling.

She wanted to hug Master, but after thinking about it, she still didn't move.

I heard that ghosts cannot be very close to people.

The master seemed to see her, and those eyes seemed to see Xing Jiu'an's eyes through the void.

Xing Jiu'an's eyes trembled.

At this time, the manor came again.

Xing Jiu'an's tombstone is indoors, not exactly.

It can be open at any time, but it can also be turned into a house at any time.

It is a very special design, made by a senior brother of Xing Jiu'an.

Can't let the place of the little junior sister experience more wind and rain.

A small tombstone, also protected by them as a flower in the greenhouse.

The dense crowd suddenly dispersed, as if someone was coming.

Xing Jiu'an didn't know who was coming, and looked at it curiously.

Then the next moment, she widened her eyes in surprise.

It turned out to be Lu Zhichen!

However, they had nothing to do with their last life!

Lu Zhichen came holding a black umbrella, the same black clothes and white silk flowers,

His clothes were a little wet, but he didn't look embarrassed at all.

He holds a beautiful bouquet of white roses in his arms, but a red string is tied around his wrist.

Xing Jiu'an drummed his cheeks.

Why do you still wear red at someone's funeral?

Although she didn't care about these things, she was still a little dissatisfied.

Maybe it's because Lu Zhichen is too unique.

Lu Zhichen came over, said hello to the master, and put down the white rose very seriously. He said in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Eryi, brother Jiunan is here to see you."

Xing Jiu'an was very surprised when he remembered the dream before.

"You have no fate with her, Lu Zhichen, don't be obsessed with the past." The master said such words without looking at Lu Zhichen.

Lu Zhichen thought for a while, then stretched out his hand and showed Master the red rope on his wrist, "No, fate has always been there."

The master didn't know what to say. His lips moved, but nothing came out.

Lu Zhichen stayed here for a long time, but Xing Jiu'an suddenly found that he didn't know what they were talking about, as if he couldn't hear anything.

The third one! ! !

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