She woke up as Lin Daiyu and was about to faint gracefully on the day she entered Jia's house.
Mother Jia saw the barrage above her head: "You have both happiness and longevity, but you are blind and have a bitter heart, allowing your family to fall."
The old lady threw the teacup on the spot and announced in a trembling voice that whoever dared to fight among themselves would be sent to Zhuangzi directly.
I:? This is different from what was promised!
Turning around, I found Wang Xifeng staring at the message "The mechanism is too smart" on his panel, his face turned green, and he was always in trouble when something happened.
What's even more bizarre is that Jia Baoyu was silent for a long time after looking at the comment "No. 1 Incompetent in the world", and then he actually started to read the eight-part essay with his head hanging from his head!
Seeing everyone in the Red Mansion sprinting in the opposite direction, I, the time-traveler holding the script in hand, fell into deep thought——
Whose thigh should I hold tight now so that I can continue to win in this collapsing house fight?
Intention: Wake up and become Lin Daiyu, planning to faint gracefully on the day she enters Jia's house. Suddenly she saw a barrage above Jia's mother's head: "She has both longevity and good fortune, but she is blind and bitter, allowing the family to fall." The old lady threw the tea cup on the spot and announced in a trembling voice that whoever dared to fight among themselves from now on would be directly assigned to Zhuangzi. I:? This is different from what was promised! Turning around, I found Wang Xifeng staring at the message "The mechanism is too smart" on his panel, his face turned green, and he was always in trouble when something happened. What's even more bizarre is that Jia Baoyu was silent for a long time after looking at the comment "No. 1 Incompetent in the world", and then he actually started to read the eight-part essay with his head hanging from his head! Seeing everyone in the Red Mansion sprinting in the opposite direction, I, the time traveler with the script in hand, fell into deep thought - Whose thigh should I hold tight now so that I can continue to win in this collapsing house fight?