Shen Qingning is the daughter of a capitalist. She has no worries about food and clothing, but has no friends, just because she is like a stain.
During the most barren and restless ten years, Shen Qingning, who was only eight years old, was taken to live overseas by her parents. It was not until everything settled down that she returned to her hometown with her parents.
Shen Qingning returned to her hometown and lived the same luxurious life as before. She was cared for by servants at home and had a driver to take her to school. To her, these were ordinary days, but in the eyes of others, all of this seemed unforgivable.
A gentle man wearing a white shirt and black pants looked at her with disappointment.
"Shen Qingning, you look terrible now."
"Shen Qingning, I don't like your current behavior. Please come back to see me when you change your behavior."
A girl with two braids looked at her with disgust.
"You are so selfish. The daughter of a capitalist is the most disgusting."
"You still want to pursue classmate Chen Siyu like this, it's simply wishful thinking!"
...
How could a proud Shen Qingning tolerate such ridicule and insults? She naturally wanted to fight back, but before she could make a move, someone stood in front of her. His tall body blocked all the wind and rain for her. Hiding behind her, she only heard the loud defense.
"Okay, wait until I take her to the cemetery and put a nice incense stick for you."
"If you don't look in the mirror and look at yourself, maggots are prettier than you."
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Later, Shen Qingning nestled in the arms of the soldier with the most vicious tongue, poked at his cold green uniform, and asked softly,
"When did you start liking me?"
What she answered was a sea of deep kisses, a night that was inescapable...
The snow was blowing, and the little beggar was huddled against the wall in tattered clothes. A pair of small and exquisite leather shoes with snowflakes stopped in front of him. He looked up and saw what a big doll...
"This is the New Year's money I received today. I'll give it all to you. Dad said I can wish you peace~"
The doll spoke...
"Ning Ning!"
The doll was called away...
Deep in love, Shen Qingning's temples were soaked with sweat, and she heard a low whisper in her ear, "Ningning, my doll."
Note:
1.1V1, SC, sweet text
2. To be determined
Intention: Destined by fate