Was it worth it?

There were many ways to vent his hatred. Without a doubt, it was the best way to make him completely hate that man.

Ji Linran stared at the scalpel on the bedside as her mind went blank. She only had one thought.

But why? Why was he so good to me? They had only met twice, and each time she had mistaken him for a bull.

"You don't need to give me an answer now. I'll give you three years. You can think about it slowly." Long Lin didn't give her the chance to reject him and lifted her up. Before that, he had covered her with a white veil.

At the entrance, there were eight Rolls-Royces, surrounded by guards in black.

He picked her up in the car but didn't let go.

"To the airport."

"Yes, Young Master Long."

Nestled in his embrace, Ji Linran was as quiet as a kitten.

Her brother, sister-in-law, Dugu Qianyun, and him …

Five years later at Cloud City's airport.

The fans occupied the entrance to the VIP aisle, their voices loud and powerful. On the banner, flowers, and even the fans' faces, there was one word written on it: Yao Ran.

Three years ago, a new star rose up in the external world of clay sculptures. Since then, it had become as bright as the sun at noon.

Relying on her devilish looks, she had even successfully entered the world of acting. This woman who was promoted at the same time in the world of arts and in the world of acting was just like an enigmatic myth.

The two figures, one big and one small, disappeared into the crowd.

"Mummy, may I ask why I am dressed in such clothes?" A little boy of about five years old, wearing flip-flops and a straw hat, wearing a tracksuit with a yellow little man printed on it, looked very strange.

The woman next to him was dressed exactly the same way as he was, only with more makeup.

"Don't be so long-winded. If you don't wear a flowery dress, you will be very grateful. Also, how many times have I told you, call me big sister Xiao Ran, don't call me Mummy, hear me! "

The woman was wearing a wavy hair and a straw hat that covered most of her face, revealing her weak chin. She raised her head slightly to look at the crowd, which caused everyone around her to be dazzled.

She was Yao Ran. Five years ago, she was called Ji Linran.

"Elder sister Ran, I want to shush, I can't hold it in anymore!" The boy clutched his crotch, looking very anxious.

Ji Linran shot him a look of disdain, and continued walking. Little demoness, this is already outdated. Your mother is not a three year old child! "

I've corrected him many times! It's a Demon, a Pure Yang, not a Fey! He did not know what his mother was thinking, but she had given him such a cool name.