"What? I've become Lin Daiyu? Why do I want to die crying and vomiting blood?"
Jia Baoyu handed over the handkerchief, pretending to be concerned? Lin Daiyu sneered: "Is this handkerchief for wiping the dog's tears? Don't disgust me! My disease was caused by your hypocritical spirit!"
Jia Mu was so angry that she slapped the table: "Is this Lin girl possessed by an evil spirit? Why are every sentence so heartbreaking and every word so thorny?"
Wang Xifeng spoke eloquently, but was speechless: "She obviously didn't do anything, but she made me so angry that my liver hurt!" Xue Baochai's "Buddha-based scheming" was exposed in public, and she burst into tears: "Sister Daiyu, why are you so sharp?" Jia Baoyu ran away crying: "Oh my God! My sister Lin is no longer a weak willow Fufeng, but a walking 'human being'? Doesn't she love me anymore?!"
But the noble ladies in the capital went crazy: "I heard that the eldest lady of the Lin family has a vicious mouth and a kind heart, and is sober and beautiful. She is a breath of fresh air in the capital and a role model for our generation!" King Beijing was deeply involved, his eyes burning: "She obviously wants to stay away from the hustle and bustle, but why can she stir up the turmoil in the capital? Such sobriety is so addictive!"
Everyone in the Jia Mansion looked at Lin Daiyu, who was getting stronger day by day, and fell into deep thought: Are we saved by her, or is she accelerating our destruction? !
