A Fully-Leveled Bigshot Builds a Farm with Her Family After Transmigrating

  Chapter 390 Maybe It’s Love

  Indoor, Jiang Xinyu was sitting upright, her temperament was incompatible with her charming and revealing clothes.

   "I'm surprised you didn't die." A soft male voice sounded, with a sinister smile.

   "I was also very surprised." Jiang Xinyu recalled what happened during these days, feeling like a dream, an unreachable dream that belongs to others and will collapse when touched.

   But it turns out, it was her dream.

   Someone really tried to fish her out of the quagmire.

   "What do you want me for?" she asked.

   "What about you? Why did you come to the appointment - when you knew it was a trap?"

   Obviously smiling, but like a poisonous snake dormant in the dark.

  Why did you come to the appointment?

  Why…

   "When I was thrown from Yixiu Pavilion, I was already dead. What you see now is just a walking dead." She said, "Trap? There is nothing terrible."

"Really? The little girl is really disobedient. She explained everything to you clearly. In this way, I will lose all the surprises I want to give you. However, she may not have thought that if you have a death wish in your heart, if I put If you stay in this courtyard, should she blame you, or should she blame me?"

  Stay in the courtyard.

   In the form of a dead body.

  Even though I had been prepared for a long time, the moment I heard this, my heart sank, and the oil lamp was dim, like the moonlight I looked up at the bottom of the lake the day I fell into the water.

  Thin and hazy, rippling with the water.

   After a long time, she took a deep breath and calmed down.

   It's just that some remaining conscience told her that she was sorry for Miss Lu.

  I'm sorry she tried desperately to save her.

  It was clear that the two of them spoke calmly, but inexplicably there was a turbulent undercurrent.

  Finally, it was Mu Sui who couldn't stand it first, and there was a hysterical innuendo in his voice, "Are you still wearing this dress? Do you want it to be buried with you? Do you deserve it?"

   "This is from Acacia Tears... This is what she left behind..."

   "He killed the man I liked, and I killed the man he liked. It's a fair thing, isn't it?"

  Jiang Xinyu smiled, "You have already said this in Yixiu Pavilion."

  She has calmed down.

  When I first learned the truth, the pain that should have hurt has already passed.

   Speaking of it, before she learned the truth of the matter, she never thought that such... such outrageous things could exist in the world.

   Mu Sui liked her for half a year.

  Everyone said that her becoming the lead dancer was a substitute for tears of lovesickness.

  Being liked by the second son of the Mu family is also a replacement for the place in his heart of Acacia.

  But her repeated gestures of affection and sincere eyes all moved her.

  Which woman from the land of fireworks doesn't want a "promise"?

  The time he promised is half a year.

   That day was the agreed date.

  But what is waiting is not the fulfillment of the promise, but the breaking of the secret.

  He asked her to drink, with a smile in his eyes, but the dormant abyss in his eyes made her who went up to pour the wine suddenly blurt out—you are not Mu Sui.

yes.

  He is not Mu Sui.

  He shouldn't be Mu Sui.

   In other words, what she saw was never a Mu Sui.

  Jiangxinyu Shenzhi was pulled back by his voice, he said, "I'm still curious, how did you find out?"

  How did you find out.

  It's funny to say, Jiang Xinyu didn't know why his mouth was faster than his brain, and he said that sentence.

  Maybe it was the suspicion accumulated for half a year, which was easily ignored by her every time, but suddenly collapsed one day.

  Maybe God wanted her to die more clearly.

   "Maybe it's love."

   She heard herself answer like this.