The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

Shen Mian had a strange dream.

She dreamed that she was back in the present day.

But it’s not a heart-warming, tear-jerking scene of family members holding hands and looking at each other through tearful eyes as they say goodbye.

What she dreamed about was that after the college entrance examination, she was sitting in her room playing games.

However, I don’t know what vicious bug has occurred.

No matter which save file or world line you are playing, all the characters, even passers-by, have turned into the same face!

All the characters suddenly stopped moving and turned to look at her.

Shen Mian suddenly sat up from the bed.

Damn it, this dream makes no sense.

……

What was even more unfortunate than not sleeping well was that Shen Mian was still alive.

"Good morning, host, it is 8 o'clock in the morning. You have slept for five and a half hours, and the quality of your sleep is very poor."

"There's no need to break this kind of bad news, Boots."

Shen Mian shook his head, trying to shake away the sleepiness.

"Okay, yesterday the system built-in ticket grabbing software helped you get a starship ticket to the main star of the REX566 galaxy. It was purchased in the name of Lan Yan. The class is first class. One first class ticket can carry two unnamed passengers. "

"The unmanned transfer car will arrive at your door in an hour to pick up passengers."

Shen Mian changed clothes calmly. The clothes were all treasures of Shen Li and his son.

The young man's face in the mirror had rolled to Shen Mian's feet, and he was smiling carelessly at the moment.

"You received a reply to the text message you sent to the elder of the Lan family through Lan Yan's optical brain before going to bed."

Shen Mian nodded helplessly.

The text messages between the two people appeared in Shen Mian's field of vision.

Shen Mian imitated Lan Yan's tone and said impatiently that he had persuaded Shen Mianmian to agree to break off the engagement and use the Shen family plantation to invest in Su Xinglan Processing Factory.

However, Shen Mianmian was overly pretentious and said that the manor had been disgraced and had to go to the main star to break off the engagement and travel with him.

Shen Mian thought for a while and felt that it didn't seem to fit Lan Yan's character.

So I started another line and wrote:

He plans to call off the marriage and find someone to "teach a lesson" to Shen Mianmian. If Lao Den is wise, please v me 50 quickly.

Sure enough, the great elder had no doubts about him. He first transferred money and then praised Lan Yan as worthy of being my Qilin son. He was so charming. No woman could refuse Lan Yan.

He also said, it’s okay to go to the main star. The notary is temporarily busy and plans to go back today. He can’t retreat even if he stays here.

Then he warned carefully that whether Shen Mianmian lives or died was a small matter, but it was a big deal if Lan Yan's reputation was hurt.

Sure enough, he still regards Lan Yan as a treasure and others as a piece of shit.

Shen Mian was not interested in this twisted relationship called father and son, ah, maybe it was the love between grandparents and grandchildren, but actually SM, and quickly skipped it.

Seeing that the amount of money was quite large, Cai Lu raised his eyebrows.

Strange to say, she thought that last night, she would be troubled by modern people's conscience and unable to sleep, or dream about Lan Yan, ah, not Lan) (Yan, turn into a ghost and seek her life or something.

Nothing happened.

Now she was standing in front of the mirror. Lan Yan's face was in the mirror. She felt that everything yesterday seemed like a dream.

When I woke up from the dream, everything passed lightly.

No trace.

Shen Mian thought casually, and suddenly felt that the system seemed to say something.

"Ok?"

"The smart home detected that Chen Zhaodi opened the gas valve at six o'clock this morning."

...It's not like she wants to turn on the gas and die together with me in a "life-long life", that would be too late.

Shen Mian indifferently put his hand in front of his eyes and made a slight stroke.

Lan Yan's disgusting face turned into the girl's original face.

Shen Mian opened the door casually.

……

The smell of...meat came from the kitchen.

The remnants of chairs and oil lamps had been swept into corners.

The floor was mopped clean.

There was a large bowl of meat porridge on the table, and the light yellow bread was toasted until crispy.

A girl with a tall frame and dark skin, wearing an apron, holding a stew pot with soft stewed ribs in her hands.

She looked at Shen Mian.

Shen Mian looked at her.

It's broken, it's violent, and I see the snail girl.

……

The meal was finished under quite strange circumstances.

Shen Mian transforms into a ruthless rice-drying machine. He is inspired to train himself into a superman starting from today.

Her future enemies will not be as easy to deal with as Lan Yan, a loser.

Chen Zhaodi suddenly spoke up, breaking Shen Mian's thoughts.

"I thought about it last night. I don't want my last name to be Chen anymore. I think... I want your last name to be 'Shen'."

Shen Mian didn't care. She was not some feudal landowner who said, "You deserve the surname Zhao."

He just said a little coldly: "What I hate is your name, your last name has nothing to do with me."

"Ying." The girl looked at Shen Mian, "I want to call you Shen Ying. How about that."

Shen Mian nodded. As long as they didn't call them names that were damning, like Zhao Di, Pandi, and Niandi, or names like Zhao Yueyundao and Yang Shouqiangwei that would hurt the style of their villain organization, she felt it was pretty much the same.

As for the meaning of the name, Shen Ying didn't say it and she didn't bother to ask.

After all, she wouldn't completely trust someone she just met last night.

Unless approved by the Imperial Bone Dice, she will copy the superpower and become her vassal.

She believes in the constraints of supernatural powers more than a living person.

Shen Ying looked at her quietly.

I don't know why the warm and affectionate atmosphere made Shen Mian a little bit hairy.

It's almost nine o'clock, and the unmanned car to pick me up is about to arrive.