Reborn Daughter

Chapter 558 No need

Duan Yulan entered the room. The light was a little dark. She couldn't see the situation in the room clearly. She stood there and didn't know where to go for a moment.

In the room, Duan Yu's faint voice came: "What is the second sister doing standing at the door? Why don't you come in?"

Duan Yulan looked up and saw Duan Yu sitting on one side. Originally, it was just a vague shadow, but Duan Yu was like a luminous body. No matter where others were, the sneer on his face was particularly dazzling.

Duan Yulan's pupils couldn't help shrinking.

Duan Yu looked at Duan Yulan with a bright smile on his face. However, when he smiles, his eyes don't smile. He sat there and raised his hand to Duan Yulan: "I haven't seen you for a long time..."

Duan Yulan ignored Duan Yu and looked in again. Unexpectedly, she did not find Duan Qingming.

Duan Yulan couldn't help asking, "Where's your sister?"

Duan Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Does the second sister not understand people's words?"

Duan Yulan said angrily, "What are you talking about?"

Duan Yu said innocently, "I said hello to the second sister, but the second sister ignored it, so I thought that the second sister couldn't understand people's words..."

Duan Yulan was so angry that she almost wanted to swear. She worked hard for a long time to calm herself down, gritted her teeth and roared, "I came to see my sister, not you..."

Duan Yu looked at Duan Yulan and said, "The second sister means that you can only see my sister in your eyes and not me?"

Duan Yulan endured and endured, and finally gritted her teeth and said word by word, "That's what you understand."

Duan Yu smiled and said, "I understand what the second sister means. The second sister not only can't understand people's words, but also she is blind at all."

Duan Yulan was so angry that she almost broke the attack. She had a black face and said angrily, "Duan Yu..."

Duan Yu blinked again and said, "The second sister said she came to see my sister. My sister is not here at all. You can't see that I'm not blind, but what is it?"

Duan Yulan almost wants to go crazy.

She said angrily, "I won't talk to you."

Duan Yu shrugged his shoulders and sneered: "You are not human, and you can't understand human words, so naturally you don't need to talk to me..."

The moonlight on one side has tried her best to endure, but suddenly she couldn't help laughing - all because the young master's words were too funny, no matter how the second lady refuted, this "not a human" and the big hat of "you are blind" have covered Duan Yulan's head.

Duan Yulan has always pretended to be a lady in front of Duan Qingming. Sometimes, even if she is offended, she still resists her temper. Now, Yuejia wants to see how long Duan Yulan can stand it.

At this time, Duan Yulan was so angry that she almost wanted to spit blood. In her bones, the arrogant and domineering nature she has cultivated since childhood has revived again.

Duan Yulan stepped forward without thinking about it. She walked to Duan Yu, raised her right hand hard, and waved it to Duan Yu's face.

Duan Yu's eyes changed.

The original indifferent joke sneer disappeared and was replaced by a cold, tough, cruel and even domineering arrogant look.

Such eyes have the determination to kill gods, Buddhas, and cruelty.

At a glance, Duan Yulan's hand could no longer swing.

Duan Yu looked at Duan Yulan with such eyes, and then he slowly said, "Second sister, you'd better think about it - if this slap continues, you can't bear the consequences."

Duan Yulan looked at Duan Yu and suddenly couldn't speak.

However, Duan Yu has ignored Duan Yulan. He stood up, walked slowly behind Duan Yulan, and whispered cruelly and coldly, "Second sister, if I were you... this slap would not hesitate to hit me in the face."

Duan Yulan's hand fell down.

Duan Yu's voice slowly sounded behind Duan Yulan: "Because you are stupid, so you deserve it."

Duan Yulan couldn't help it anymore. She roared, "Duan Yu, I can't forgive you..."

Duan Yu sneered, but kept walking forward.

People like Duan Yulan really don't deserve to be their own opponents. Even if it is perfunctory, Duan Yu feels that there is no need to waste his energy on her.

Seeing Duan Yu leave, Duan Yulan's face was wonderful.

She clenched her hand fiercely, but she didn't understand why she couldn't slap her just slap anyway.

Is it possible that she was really scared by Duan Yu's eyes?

However, it's just a six-year-old child. Even if it's frightened, how much deterrent power is it? However, at that moment, Duan Yu's eyes were as full of shocking anger as the ancient killing god, as if it were a terrible huge mouth. As long as Duan Yulan was slightly calm, she would swallow her in one bite, and there was no trace at all. Duan Yulan closed her eyes and could no longer speak.

Behind her, Duan Qingming's gentle voice came: "Yuer, are you naughty again?"

Duan Yu's voice sounded behind Duan Yulan, with the coquettishness and tenderness of a six- or seven-year-old child. He smiled, half coquettish and half mischievously and said, "Hey, sister, your clothes are so beautiful."

Duan Yu's left and right made Duan Qingming very helpless. She gently patted Duan Yu's wrist and said, "Yu'er, you are too naughty..."

Duan Yu still smiled "hey" with an indescribable innocence: "Why am I naughty? Sister, you are so beautiful today..."

Duan Qingming took Duan Yu's hand, turned around and said lightly to Duan Yulan, "Sister Lan is here? What's the matter?"

In an instant, Duan Yulan saw that the gentle smile on Duan Qingming's face disappeared. Instead, it was her faint alienation and deep defense. It seems that Duan Yulan she saw is not her sister, but a thousand-year-old opponent and ten thousand-year-old enemy.

In Duan Yulan's heart, an indescribable bitterness and sadness gushed out.

For a long time, she has been tit-for-tat with Duan Qingming and regarded Duan Qingming as an enemy. For a long time, as long as Duan Qingming has what she wants to have, she has not hesitated to use all means to rob it. Until you get it and step on it, you will get a moment of satisfaction.

Duan Yulan can take away everything from Duan Qingming, but the only thing she can't take away is Duan Qingming's sincerity.

It seems that Duan Qingming looks at Duan Yu and smiles gently, as if all the happiness in the world is in their eyes and hearts. That's family affection, that's all the sincere love in this world, and nothing can replace it.

That kind of thing is not available to Duan Yulan. Even if Duan Yulan has tried all the ways, there is no way to take it away.

Duan Yulan looked at Duan Qingming's Duan Yu and suddenly felt that even if she robbed everything that belonged to Duan Qingming, there was no way to take away her sincerity and sincere smile.

Duan Yulan can't get Duan Qingming's sincere treatment. Even sincerely holding her hand.

She bent her lips slightly, and Duan Yulan's eyes gradually became higher and higher.

No, she doesn't need Duan Qingming's sincerity. She doesn't need Duan Qingming's gentleness. Just as she was born to be against Duan Qingming. As long as it is what Duan Qingming has, she will definitely find a way to take it away.

For nothing else, only Duan Qingming took away everything that originally belonged to her.

Thinking of this, Duan Yulan's heart became soft because of her loss and hardened little by little. She stood there and looked at Duan Qingming and smiled faintly: "Ha ha, it's nothing. I just want to see my sister, so I just came to have a look."

When saying these words, Duan Yulan had no emotion in her heart. She looked at Duan Qingming, and her eyes were as pale as the spring flowers that had just bloomed outside the window, with a faint color and a faint sadness.

Duan Qingming looked at Duan Yulan and suddenly smiled and said, "Sister Lan is really careful... However, I'm going out now. Sister Lan'd better come back next time!"

After Duan Qingming finished speaking, he turned around and left with Duan Yu. Her footsteps were so firm that she didn't even look at the loss, even the stubborn Duan.