Princess Zhaoyang jumped from the city wall and died for her country. When she opened her eyes, she was already in the bathtub of a modern wealthy family. The cuts on the wrists showed that the original owner, "fake daughter" Su Zhaoyang, had just committed suicide.
She is a majestic princess of a country, but she has become a rejected "fake" in this wealthy family?
Are you still cowardly enough to end yourself in this way?
Shame!
What a shame!
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the bedroom door was violently knocked open from the outside!
Su Yue, a young girl wearing an exquisite dress and bright makeup, stood at the door with undisguised pride and malice on her face.
Behind her, there were several reporters carrying cameras and microphones, their faces full of curiosity and excitement.
"Hey, my good sister, what new tricks are you playing?" Su Yue's voice was sharp and sharp, like a poisoned needle,
"After cutting your wrists, why don't you take a bath instead? Or do you want to use this method to win sympathy and make your parents soft-hearted?"
She took a step forward, and her high heels made a crisp sound on the floor. Her eyes swept over Zhaoyang's wet hair, pale face, and embarrassment wrapped in a bath towel. The sarcasm at the corner of her mouth became more intense: "Look at you, you really disgraced the Su family! You have occupied the magpie nest for so many years, and now that the real owner is back, you are still hanging on. Isn't it fun to be so shameless?"
