Quick Transmigration: Face Slapping Female Supporting Strategy

Chapter 621 The coolness of amnesia

When Li Panzhen heard her daughter's yelling, she couldn't help but paused, opened her eyes wide, and said,
"I know you two have a good relationship, but, Rou Rou, you don't need to care about Xia Liang so much, she and you are not the same mother, she will rob you of what you should have in the future, you say you ..."

"No. Mom, I'm actually jealous of my sister to death!" Xia Rou wiped away her tears, said with a grim expression and a resentful tone,
"I'm jealous of her talent, her beauty, and I was jealous of her fiancé before. In fact, I really want her to be ruined and have nothing..."

"Oops! It's okay, it's okay, mom knows, so don't say that. Be careful that your dad hears it. At that time, you won't be able to eat and walk away."

Li Panzhen quickly covered her mouth and warned in a low voice.

Xia Rou nodded, and when she looked at the phone, she thought of the text message threatening her again, and couldn't help but tremble with fear, and said,

"What should I do with this text message, mom, I'm being targeted by someone, I'm so scared... I won't be able to live until the other party announces the video..."

"It's okay, it's okay," Li Panzhen rubbed her hands together, feeling a mess in her heart.

However, she is a mother. At this time, no matter how flustered she is, she must calm down first. She patted Xia Rou's hand and said calmly,

"Rourou, don't worry, since the other party didn't confess you for the first time, then of course they have some schemes, so we don't need to panic. Mom will send someone to investigate this matter."

"Wuuu...Mom, thank you, it's good to have you..." Xia Rou embraced Li Panzhen with a moved face, and said while crying.

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a week later.

Xia Rou is now afraid of hearing the notification tone of this text message, because every day, she will receive threatening and intimidating text messages from different numbers, which makes her live in panic every day.

She also changed her mobile phone number, but every time she changed her number, the other party could always know her new number quickly.

This made her live in unknown fear all the time, and her nerves became more and more tense. Sometimes, even someone else's cell phone rang, which would make her tremble all over in fright.

Li Panzhen also spent a lot of money to the investigative agency, but nothing was found, not even the threatening text message behind it.

Under such intimidation, Xia Rou began to suffer from insomnia at night, and her spirit became worse and worse, which made her go crazy.

Driven crazy.

Every time Xia Liang sees Xia Rou like this, she can't help being a little funny, and a hint of meaning flashes in her eyes.

It seems that the chat between my sister and Zhang Zhiyu is very heated.

Moreover, the panic in Xia Rou's eyes is getting deeper and deeper, she is always nervous and startled.

With her like this, if she doesn't adjust well, Xia Liang suspects that she will become neurasthenic sooner or later, and then become mentally ill.

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After dinner, Xia Liang sat comfortably on the sofa, leaning against Zhang Junyan, and said with a smile,

"Hey, I found a very good way to get back at people."

"What way?" Seeing her smiling like a flower, Zhang Junyan couldn't help but curled his lips into a smile, pinched her little face, and asked.

"Let her live in the fear of the unknown every day..." Xia Liang grabbed his weird hand and said,
"I guess, Zhang Zhiyu is harassing Xia Rou every day, threatening her, and threatening her. One day, Xia Rou also received a doll with bleeding from the seven orifices... but it scared her to death.

Although this method seems naive to me, it seems to be very effective in dealing with Xia Rou. Now I recall her pale and terrified face at that time, and I still want to laugh. "

"Wicked people will be tortured by wicked people." Zhang Junyan grabbed her little hand, kissed her, and said,
"Let them fight on their own... We just need to convince Zhang Zhiyu that Xia Rou is the one who killed him."

"Oh, by the way, that Zhang Zhiyu is abroad and still receiving medical treatment..." Xia Liang smiled, squinted her eyes, and said,

"It's a pity, no matter how much money your Zhang family spends, they can't cure him. Unless you install a fake one for him. Hehe..."

After Zhang Junyan heard her words, he couldn't help smiling, squeezed her little mouth, and said,

"Let's not talk about them. Didn't you get your design draft? The material is also cut, so you don't want to make ready-made clothes today?"

Three days ago, Xia Liang's studio in the apartment was renovated, and Zhang Junyan didn't let her worry about it. All the equipment was fully equipped according to Allen's suggestion, which moved Xia Liang to death.

"Okay. There is still a week before the design competition. Make it first. If it doesn't work, there is still time to modify it." Xia Liang said, then got up and walked to his studio.

When she devoted herself wholeheartedly to her work, Zhang Junyan took a DV and focused on taking pictures of her working appearance.

"What do you do when you shoot me?" Xia Liang asked with a smile when he saw the scissors in his hand.

"This is evidence." Zhang Junyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Baby, continue."

"Is there evidence of your idiot?" Xia Liang lowered her head again, and asked with a smile while cutting off the leftovers.

"Hehe..." Zhang Junyan chuckled and said, "You should go to our bedroom to find the evidence of my idiot. Not here."

"Rogue." Xia Liang raised her head, glared at him shyly, and said, "Then what are you doing with this?"

"Liang Liang, you've been with me for the past two days, have you become a fool of happiness?" Zhang Junyan walked up with the DV, focused the camera on her work, and said,
"Your good sister will probably destroy your clothes at Fashion Week, or sell your design drafts to others, and then they will beat you up and accuse you of plagiarism.

Of course we have to be prepared.As for the clothes, you make two sets, and you have to keep all the evidence. "

Hearing his words, Xia Liang stopped what he was doing, gave him a thumbs up, and said,

"You're still thinking carefully enough! I only want to make two sets of clothes, and the company also left evidence that Xia Rou got my design draft, but this one is a bit negligent. Thank you."

"Why are you being polite to me?" Zhang Junyan lowered his head, kissed her side face, and said,

"Behind every successful woman, there is always a good man. The man behind you must be me!"

"It's definitely you, no one else." Xia Liang grinned, put down the scissors in her hand, hooked his neck, kissed his lips proactively, and murmured with a smile,
"Hehe, good housekeeper, hello."

(End of this chapter)