[Pretender] Manchun Resentment

. "The photographer froze, and turned his head slowly. It turned out to be another familiar person. He never thought that his blood-stained face had been frozen forever in the black-and-white photo.

Guo Qiyun.

Guo Qiyun was startled, he first looked at Mingtai, and then immediately looked over like a cover-up, with that kind of cautious and courteous smile on his face,

"What kind of photo does Miss want to take?" Wang Manchun pointed at Manli,

"Wedding photos."

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【Sixteen】

"Wedding photo." Mingtai was startled, could it be that the eldest brother is here too?He also thought that brother Ah Cheng was also with Wang Manchun just now, and his heart swayed left and right, completely confused.

It is an indisputable fact that Wang Manchun is the head of the secret service. Just two days ago, he personally killed her uncle. However, due to their personality, those who bluff like to follow Mingtai crazy, and sometimes the two of them also like to run Minglou fire together.

But the personnel change, the moment she stood in front of Ming Jing and said that she was waiting for Ming Jing to die, she was already an enemy of the entire Ming Mansion, not to mention she was already an enemy now.

Mingtai showed an obedient smile, shrank his neck and leaned over,

"Sister Manchun, you and my elder brother secretly came to take wedding photos~ You are planning to get married~ Do you agree with elder sister? When will you hold the banquet?" He asked like a cannonball, Wang Manchun stretched out a hand, suddenly Grabbing his neck and strangling him, he laughed and cursed,

"Stinky boy! I haven't asked you to take wedding photos with a pretty girl, but you dare to question me?" Wang Manchun broke his head,

"Don't look, no one is here, just me."

"Miss, please." Guo Qiyun hurriedly stretched out his hand, and Wang Manchun climbed up the stairs slimly and walked into the dressing room.

Guo Qiyun and Mingtai looked at each other silently, and suddenly found that Yu Manli, who was wearing a white wedding dress, was also missing.

Wang Manchun stood in front of the full-length mirror. She drew a perfect and delicate makeup. Her sharp and individual eyebrows were smoothed and gentle by a brown eyebrow pencil. A light powder was applied on her face, and her cheeks were covered with dizzy red eyes, as if she was drunk. Generally, the fundus, tail, and eyeliner are black and smooth, and these are perfectly and harmoniously put together.

Wang Manchun once imagined countless times that when she got married, she would wear a wedding dress, graceful and luxurious, noble and awe-inspiring, even charming and unparalleled, but she never imagined that it turned out to be like this

--gentle.

Looking around, she only picked out a lace white gauze dress. The large wedding dress was spread all over the floor, without a single wrinkle or pattern, not even a single pearl. The white satin stopped to form a circle around her neck. Shaped cuffs, white lace gloves with only a little bit of yarn on them.It doesn't look like Wang Manchun anymore, the most eye-catching thing is the long veil.She only wanted to dress up like the most normal and most revealing bride, and she only worked hard on the veil. The black curly hair was draped softly, and white snow fell from the top of her head like a cloud, embellished with The most striking thing is that the rhinestones reflecting the sun's rays are sprinkled during the period.

This is a bride to be married, and no one can doubt it.

After thinking about it, she took out the necklace from her coat pocket and put it on her chest.

Wang Manchun lied.

That was not the last drop of blood before she died from a broken heart, it was the tear shed from Minglou's eye socket before she lost consciousness.

She is dead, utterly dead.But it was so mysterious, the tear dripped straight down, seeped in from the wound of the gun, scalding her soul so that she went back to the beginning.

Whether Minglou loves Wang Manchun or not, she doesn't know, but this tear really belongs to Wang Manchun.No exploitation, no deceit, no disgust, no harm.

It just stayed hot in her chest, warming this dead heart that was about to become cold and rotten.

But now, with this drop of purest tears, she wants to leave the last testimony of not being regretted in this world.

From the age of 16, five years of life and five years of death, her heart has grown old.

Wang Manchun looked at the raised black muzzle of the gun in the mirror and smiled slightly with a soft and relaxed voice

"You're not going to kill me here, are you?"

"Kill you, once and for all." The picture now is very interesting, a bride in a white gauze dress is holding a diaper to another bride.

Yu Manli felt that her skills were unparalleled, but she was no match for Wang Manchun, who was born in torture and fighting. She turned her hand very quickly, and within half a second, the muzzle of the gun was already on her own neck, just right. Wearing a silver streamer necklace, bright red glass drops fell on her chest, which was extremely enchanting.Wang Manchun's face changed,

"The same to you!?"

Yu Manli showed a contemptuous smile.

Mingtai couldn't wait to go up. He was afraid that Yu Manli would do something to startle the snake, and he was even more worried about her safety. He had just walked up the stairs when he saw Manli, who had changed into a green dress, happily Helping Wang Manchun down, he described intimacy as something he had never even had with him before, so he hurried up to him, boasting courteously,

"Sister. You are so pretty."

"Thank you." Mingtai also had to click his tongue in admiration, this is not the crazy sister back then, nor the glamorous Shura of No. 76, with a shy blush reflected in her gentle face.

The peach is young, its flowers are scorching, and the son returns home, and it is suitable for a house and a home.

"Sister Manchun, do you really not need me to take pictures with you?" He asked cautiously, but he had other ideas in his heart.

"You dare." Her smiling eyes seemed to be able to submerge everything gently, "Come on."

Wang Manchun stood on the shooting stage, holding a bouquet of white roses in both hands, and smiled so tenderly that even Guo Qiyun had to admire her and asked her to change the angle and pose to continue shooting.

She smiled sweetly and was making a gesture of tossing a bouquet, her eyes accidentally glanced out of the window, she was so frightened that she felt that her heartache was about to attack, and she froze in place.

She stood very close to the glass wall, and when she turned her head, she was facing Minglou face to face.

Ming Lou stood just outside the glass, didn't say a word, stood there silently, with his hands behind his back and stretched out his hands to look at her quietly, and he didn't know how long he stood there.

The atmosphere was frighteningly stiff for a moment, and she was so excited to be extremely happy, but when she saw him, she was trembling in a cold sweat, and unexpectedly covered her face and fled upstairs.

"Why did you do this? This is what Minglou owes me! What am I afraid of?" She frantically walked back and forth in front of the mirror, but she didn't know why she ran out of courage. Child, you can't hide anything, as if you have done something wrong.

kind.

Let's run, she even lost her sanity, and her conditioned reflex looked out of the window regardless of her wedding dress, the window of the dressing room was facing

A deserted alley.

There was the creaking sound of leather shoes on the wooden floor from behind the door. Her heart sank and she jumped down with her eyes closed, her center of gravity lowered.

Then he jumped into the arms of Chief Ming, who was in the waiting position.

"Manchun, where are you going?" Minglou smiled slightly, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses narrowed, and a chill came out.

She was speechless for a moment, only hearing the "click" of the shutter, and the two turned their heads at the same time. The young master of the Ming family stood in front of them with a camera, smiling like a little fox.

"Happy newlyweds." Officer Ming in a black suit, and the runaway bride in his arms, were downstairs at the entrance of the alley, one smiling and the other glaring.

Big eyes.

This scene will be frozen forever.

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【Seventeen】

After that day, Wang Manchun has been hiding from Minglou.

I always arrive at the front of Minglou for work, but leave at the back of Minglou after get off work, and there is no one there when I have lunch.

Outsiders only said that she lost her uncle and was so sad that she seldom went to work. She vented her anger on Chief Ming, which made Liang Zhongchun cheaper, and gradually eroded the power in her hands.

She knew in her heart that Yoko Nantian must die, and once Yoko Nantian died, Yoshimasa Fujita would rule the world. This kind-looking Japanese old man would not really treat the Chinese as human beings. I'm afraid his death is not far away.

Today is February 2th, Valentine's Day in the West.Shanghai Bund is also following this trend, there are little flower sellers everywhere, and the atmosphere on the street has become several times more lively.

No. 76 is more lively now, not because Director Wang dressed up to go to work today, but because she didn't seem to be dressing up for Chief Ming today.

A brand-new black car drove into the gate of No. 76. Ah Cheng was sorting out the documents for Minglou at this time. When he passed by the lobby, he saw the female staff huddled together, so he took a curious look.

Unexpectedly, this glance made his feet unsteady, his shiny leather shoes slipped on the ground, almost fell, he quickly picked up the documents and walked quickly to Chief Ming's office, but was pulled by Liang Zhongchun who was passing by .

On the 76th, a new guest with outstanding temperament came. The white suit with a pure white tie and white leather shoes actually broke a ray of sunshine in this silent and depressing No. 76. No wonder everyone I have to look at it.He has a handsome face, with a three-point smile even without expression, and two small canine teeth when he smiles. Of course, the most noticeable thing is the large bunch of red roses he holds in his arms, which are as gorgeous as if they are about to burn .

"Hello, I'm looking for Miss Manchun." Everyone gasped. In this No. 76, except for Chief Ming, who would dare to call that female Yan Wang Manchun? Zhu Huiyin, who didn't let him fly in, was smiling, and opened the door graciously without even asking half a word.