MTL - The Fake Daughter Can Be Either Salty Or Sweet-Chapter 261 Do not blame you

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Chapter 261 I don’t blame you

Lun Shengshi clasped his hands behind his back and turned his back to him. He looked up at the sky, sighed slightly and said, "I will marry you!"

 Unable to hold back the joy in my heart, I burst into tears of joy instantly.

 Everything she had done finally made sense, and it was no longer in vain that she had spent so much time thinking about how to win his heart.

“Brother Shengshi!” Gui Chaole hugged Lun Shengshi from behind.

 Lun Shengshi seems to be numb, neither rejecting nor responding to the other party.

“You really don’t blame me for killing your brothers?” Lun Shengshi turned around and asked her.

  Although she and her brother have not been that close since childhood, after all, blood is thicker than water. They were born from the same mother's womb and they are as close as brothers.

 She had no regrets towards him, there must be some reason for this.

"I know, and I understand you too. My father ruined your family and made you lose your loved ones since you were a child. You just did what you should do. I will never blame you." Gui Chaole looked up and looked up. Lun Shengshi's eyes were full of him, and she didn't care about anyone else except Lun Shengshi. It seemed that in her heart, there was no place for anyone else except Lun Shengshi.

"Okay. You go back and prepare well first. The wedding will be held the day after tomorrow." Lun Shengshi said.

"Well, then I'll wait for you to marry me." Gui Chaole said and ran out happily.

Lun Shengshi looked at Gui Chaole who ran out, thoughtfully.

 After coming out of Lun Shengshi's room, Gui Chaole naturally would not return to his own room obediently.

What she wants to see most right now is Yang Zizi's desperate expression, which will make her feel particularly comfortable.

Yang Zizi, I have been tortured by you for so long, I should pay you back thousands of times.

After all this time, she, the blood patriarch princess, finally won, and the prosperous age finally belonged to her.

Gui Chaole looked at Yang Zizi who was hanging on the cross and tied with an iron chain. Seeing her in pain made him happy.

“Hey, Yang Zizi, you didn’t expect that brother Shengshi would be on my side one day.”

"I've told you a long time ago that Brother Shengshi doesn't love you at all. He just used it to avenge himself. In fact, he knew from the beginning that you were his father's biological daughter and deliberately approached you to complete his revenge plan. You are still stupid. You think Brother Shengshi likes you, but you don't look in the mirror, where does the confidence come from to make you think that Shengshi actually likes you?" Gui Chaole stood below and sarcastically mocked Yang Zizi, the pleasure in her heart making her even more proud.

Yang Zizi was so tired that she could not speak. Her heart hurt as if it had been scratched!

"I came here to tell you that my wedding is going to be held the day after tomorrow, and since you are my father's illegitimate daughter, I can allow you to attend. After you attend my wedding to Brother Shengshi, , I will send you away myself." Gui Chaole's voice was arrogant and proud.

 “He will not marry you!” Yang Zizi said firmly.

  Even saying this made him laughable, he actually thought that he would not marry Gui Chaole in a prosperous life.

 In the end, he still didn't want to believe that Lun Shengshi didn't have any feelings for her at all.

 She doesn’t believe that when she loves someone, she can pretend to be meticulous in every detail of her eyes and movements, without any flaw.

 And her heart was complicated, swinging between hating him and loving him deeply.

 She doesn’t know what to do?

 Because she never believed Gui Chaole's words that Lun Shengshi didn't love her.

 Because it is impossible to pretend whether you love someone or not.

 (End of this chapter)

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