Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

Zhang Mo'er hurriedly pushed Shen Rongche to open the door and went down. Before she had time to go to the bathroom, Zhang Mo'er could only quickly walk to a remote place to vomit.
But nothing came out, just retching.
Her stomach troubles never vomit like this over and over again.
Is there really something wrong with her body?
"Zhang Mo'er! What are you doing?!" Shen Rongche rushed behind her, grabbed her arm and turned her around, growling in a low voice, "Are you disgusting to me!"
Now making Zhang Mo'er happy and venting is more difficult than chasing an alien!
Zhang Mo'er frowned and wiped the corners of her mouth, and said flatly, "I'm just not feeling well, I don't mean to disgust you, and the ferris wheel just shook for a while before stopping."
Although she didn't know why, she didn't want him to misunderstand now.
"Just this level of shaking can make you vomit?! Zhang Mo'er, who are you lying to?!" Shen Rongche's mind is now filled with the image of her just running to vomit, he doesn't believe it at all, and his tone is even worse!
"There's nothing you can do if you don't believe me."
Zhang Mo'er glanced at his ferocious face, turned around calmly and wanted to leave, but suddenly heard a burst of exclamation from tourists not far away, and all of them raised their heads.
Zhang Mo'er then raised her eyes, and saw countless heart-shaped balloons flying towards the sky, and the colorful balloons made the whole sky colorful!
"Wow, so beautiful."
"Hurry up and take a picture, it's so romantic."
"It's so beautiful, so many balloons."
Zhang Mo'er looked up quietly, and Shen Rongche beside her snorted coldly in her ear, "I shouldn't have done so much! Zhang Mo'er! You have guts! I don't care about you anymore!"
After finishing speaking, Shen Rongche strode away from her side and disappeared into the crowd.
Zhang Mo'er subconsciously wanted to catch up, but her feet didn't move.
She no longer dared to take a step.
Now she doesn't dare to take a step to chase Shen Rongche, it's the same in life, she is too scared to take a step now.
Standing still was the least harmful way for her.
Leave her alone, that's good, she doesn't want anyone to control her, she has to support herself, without relying on anyone's strength.

The young lovers beside them kept taking photos in the air, and they were still whispering private whispers, and their faces were brimming with happiness.
That happiness was exactly what she was missing.
She stood for a long time, watching those colorful balloons have risen into the sky, only a few colors remained in the distance, and the little lovers gradually began to disperse.

Zhang Mo'er looked at the sky for a long time before turning to leave. Not far away, a broken heart-shaped balloon landed on the side of the road.

……

The filming scene, the streets of the Republic of China period.

"hiss--"

The rickshaw driver parked his car in front of a solemn and magnificent mansion.

"Miss, the handsome mansion is here!"

The woman in the car sat motionless, with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing that he was ignored, the rickshaw driver was about to call out again.

"Miss--"

"Pull the cart! Get out of here quickly! How dare you park your car in front of the handsome mansion!"

The coachman hadn't finished speaking when he was yelled at by a guard in military uniform with a spear on his shoulder.

The little man suddenly became frightened, and looked at the woman in the car timidly, "Miss, your place is here, get out of the car quickly!"

At this time, the woman slowly raised her head, and glanced at the handsome mansion in front of her in a daze.

There was no trace of blood in the small face the size of a palm.

The chin is pointed, and the small mouth is pale. If you look closely, you can still see a few pieces of dead skin on the mouth.

On the small nose is a pair of eyes that were originally full of confusion but instantly turned cold.

This pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes half-closed and looked at the guard who was walking towards them aggressively.

"Hey, are you deaf? What about you!"

The guard came over cursing, and the sound of the leather shoes kicking on the ground seemed particularly irritable.

The rickshaw driver was in a hurry, and pulled the woman out of the car in a panic.

"Miss, come down quickly!"

The woman frowned, and without knowing where the strength came from, she grabbed the driver's hand, straightened her collar, and got out of the car slowly.

The coachman breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been granted an amnesty, and he lifted his car and was about to run away.

"and many more!"

The woman stopped the coachman, and the coachman looked back, only to see the woman pursed her lips, pointed at the plaque of the Young Marshal's Mansion and said, "Your name is wrong, I am not a young lady, maybe you can call me Young Mistress Huo?"

The coachman was taken aback, looking at the guards who were getting closer, he didn't dare to think too much, he pulled the cart and ran away without a trace.

The woman's willow-leaf eyebrows frowned in dissatisfaction. It seemed that her new identity was not very attractive, not even the driver.

"Who are you, how dare you act presumptuously in front of the handsome mansion!"

The guard shouted angrily, staring at the petite woman.

The woman pointed at herself and twitched her lips, "Me?"

She also wanted to know what kind of strange person she was with psychics?

She should be one of the dead people who went to the underworld, but why did she come back to life? The dazzling sunlight outside makes her, who is determined to die, feel particularly dazzling.

Thinking of her, Yuan An, the dignified daughter of the chief justice, who came back from studying medicine abroad, the proud daughter of heaven in the eyes of others, but she could only watch her family members die tragically.

She was helpless, and finally bumped to death on the stone lion in front of her house.

My father once said that he loved lions the most in his life. If his father is reincarnated, he will become a heroic lion, right?
Yuan An dreamed that after such a death, he would meet his family members on Huangquan Road.

But she never thought that she was reborn.

The moment Yuan An opened his eyes, Yuan An didn't have any joy of rebirth, and what followed was only the deep hatred from the previous life.

Yuan An was reborn on the body of a woman who died in a dirty prison. Coincidentally, the original owner of this body was also named Yuan An.

Ning Yuanan.

But this Ning Yuan'an has already been married as a woman, so it doesn't matter if she is a married woman, she was cheated by her father to marry this violent young commander.

Men don't love her, her mother-in-law doesn't like her, and she was supposed to be a beautiful young lady in the young marshal's mansion, but she died tragically in prison. This life experience is really miserable.

The memory of the original owner flashed in Yuan An's mind, and he couldn't help but sigh, and also strengthened his idea of ​​using the original owner's body to live.

Since God won't let her die, she won't be polite to God from now on.

God let her live, so she will live arbitrarily!She wants to make the murderer who killed her family pay for her life!
"Card!"

"Very good! This one is over, let's all rest!"

At the order of the director, the women in cheongsams on the set began to move around happily.

Only the heroine Yu Huan stayed where she was in a daze.

"Why did I seem to have seen it somewhere at the beginning..."

Yu Huan murmured, looking up at the sky, how could it be like a dream in this sunny day...