"Greeting friends and relatives, please note that flight JA198 from the United States to Beijing has arrived!"

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The airport radio sounded again and again in the airport hall, spreading to every corner of the airport, a crowd of people, family members and friends who went to pick up the airport rushed towards the exit channel, and the sound of a piece of boiling sound.

Ning Yuya pulled her suitcase and walked out of the passage along the flow of people, her black straight hair was permed and dyed into a big yellow curl, her wavy long hair was scattered behind her head, looking charming, her beautiful face was much thinner than before, lined with a pair of big eyes, the black pupils were shocking and deep, she was wearing a big white shirt, the overly wide shirt looked empty on her body, the neckline of the shirt was wide open, revealing a large piece of snow muscle on the chest, slender and beautiful bones, like a butterfly about to fly, The indescribable style is displayed.

Ning Yuya slowly sat down in the guest seat, watching the people passing through the airport or the crowd surging, or the hurried, or the joys and sorrows, her chest jumped irrepressibly, and a touch of sourness overflowed, making her almost want to cry.

It's been almost three years, and she's finally back.

"This eldest lady of the Wen family, I can see news reports about her in newspapers and magazines almost every day recently, and today it has shocked everyone's eyes, and she has a net worth of billions at a young age."

"But she is really powerful enough, she has been living abroad for fifteen years since she was a child, I heard that she is still a little sister who wanders the streets, but she didn't expect to return to the Wen family for three years to be really amazing and counterattack, not only has a net worth of billions, but the Wen family and the Mo family also held a super grand and valuable banquet for her in Shande Manor, there is no one in the capital who can compare with such a limelight."

"I heard that as soon as she returned to the Wen family, she studied with her grandfather Mo Gong, what kind of identity is Mo Gong, known as a contemporary literary saint, which of the people he taught is not a celebrity elite, and it is natural that Miss Wen is so good."

"Man! It's all fate, this society is like this, do a good job, it's better to be reincarnated well, you look at that Xia Ruya, before the real Wen family lady didn't get back, she was the proud daughter of the sky that everyone envied, but as soon as the real Wen family lady came back, she had to give way obediently, and that ...... What's it called? The oil bottle that Ning Shuqian brought ......"

"It seems to be called Wen Yuya!"

"No, she was kicked out of the house by the Wen family, and she is no longer the adopted daughter of the Wen family, she has changed her surname, and with her mother's surname, she is called Ning Yuya!"

"Also, I almost forgot about Jì, who still remembers her with such cannon fodder!"

"Look at her, even if Ning Shuqian, a wealthy mother, is recognized as the adopted daughter of the Wen family, but it can't change her identity as a drag oil bottle, she is a cheap breed with an unknown father, and she was arrogant before! But I don't know that the people in the circle don't know how to look down on her! ”

"Dead three-eight, what are you talking about!" Ning Yuya listened to the conversation between the two girls in the seat next to her, her hands were clenched into fists, her big eyes lined with dark pupils, and there was a terrifying hatred.

The two girls were frightened by Ning Yuya's horrific eyes, and swallowed their saliva unwillingly: "I didn't say you ...... again"

Ning Yuya looked at the magazines in their hands, and snatched them without saying anything.

The girl glared at Ning Yuya angrily: "You...... What are you doing! ”

Another girl quickly pulled her.

The woman whispered unwillingly: "Neurotic! ”

The cover of the magazine is a photo of Mo Gong holding a property transfer ceremony for Wen Wen Ya today, Wen Wen Ya stood by Mo Gong's side, surrounded by reporters, as if she was surrounded by the stars and the moon, and the whole person exuded a dazzling light.

This kind of light pierced her eyes deeply, and she turned page by page, the newspaper about Wen Wenya's billions of net worth, and the super grand and precious gifts of Shande Manor......

But in just three years, things are like people!

When he just received the Wen family, he was stupid and irritable, and the coarse and unbearable warmth and elegance have really become a dazzling pearl.

"Wen! Fragrant! Elegant! Ning Yuya squeezed out the name that made her jealous and hateful from between her teeth, and her eyes shrunk, and there was a dark hatred in her eyes.

The two women beside her were so frightened by her terrifying ferocity that they turned pale, picked up their bags and hurried away.

"Slut! Cheap! Slut! Ning Yuya tore the magazine in her hand to shreds fiercely, looking at her warm and elegant face, which was broken in front of her little by little, and her heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of pleasure of ruining miè.

She thought of her three years in country M, loneliness and loneliness were gnawing at her heart all the time, and in the process of her heart being gnawed, her hatred for Wen Wenya also gnawed away at her reason little by little.

Scenes from the past keep playing out in my mind.

The heart-rending pain of being torn apart and being forced to become a woman still haunts her with nightmares and cannot be relieved.

At the warm and elegant introduction dinner, it was so dazzling and dazzling, and it attracted the attention of all the people, and that qiē made her crazy jealous and resentful.

When she was kicked out of the Wen family, she knelt at her feet in a desperate situation and begged for the humiliation of crying, and the desperate pain of self-slapping and self-mutilation.

"No matter how beautiful the jade is, it's just a plaything!" It was as if the sound of such a spell sounded in her head again, tightly entangled her, and the sound slowly spread to her whole body like a toxin, invading her blood veins and deep into her bone marrow.

She thought that in countless nights, in the room full of warm Ya's care, she held a knife, slashed and stabbed one by one, smeared the dog's blood on it, and looked at Wen Wenya's beautiful face, which became ugly and hideous little by little, making people feel creepy.

At that time, she would look resentful and crazy, staring at her photos, laughing loudly, and then screaming hysterically: "Warm and elegant! Warm and elegant! Warm and elegant! You can't die well, you can't die well, you give me a death! Die! Die, die! Dead ......"

Until the last tone change, he was hoarse and could no longer make a sound.

She would order many dolls modeled after Wen Wenya, and then in a room that no one knew, she would stab Wen Wen Ya wildly with a knife, stabbing Wen Wen Ya beyond recognition, and her whole body was full of holes, as if this was the only way to vent her hatred.

Look, that's how she hates Wen Wenya!

I can't wait to hack her to death!

I can't wait to stab her to death!

Ning Yuya dragged her luggage and slowly walked out of the airport.

The sky outside the airport was already sinking, and she looked at the cars on the road like flowing water, the flashing neon lights on the side of the road, and the street lights stretched into the distance, slowly grinning her lips, revealing a gloomy and frightening smile.

"Wenwenya, I'm back!"