The little girl is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that everyone loves. Her skin is really as white as snow, and her hair is as rosy as blood, and her hair is as dark as ebony. So the queen gave her a name, Snow White.

This is a description of Snow White's appearance in Grimm's fairy tale, but today, people strolling near the Sword River feel that they must have seen the real Snow White, and the most surprising thing is an oriental woman.

Along the way, Ye Xian harvested a lot of envious eyes and couldn't help but touch his hair: When he heard that he was coming to the UK, he would immediately find a way to turn his hair black. It turns out that things are still expensive, and these big bunches of hair are called green hair like clouds.

The more Ye Xian thought about it, the more proud he became. His waist twisted smoother, like flowing water, the smile on his face became sweeter, and the faint dimples appeared on his lips as he smiled. Zhao Nan walked beside her and couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Smelling and beautiful."

Ye Xian was not angry, and looked at him with a smile: "Is this jealousy or envy?" She waved the fan in her hand, blocking her smiling face odiously, revealing only a pair of interested eyes, "Or... I'm jealous."

Zhao Nan was embarrassed: "You are jealous? Let's go to your next life."

Seeing that his face changed slightly, Ye Xian smiled more and more charmingly, his eyes were watery as if flowing with affection: "Oh, don't they want to be with him in this life? You just want to be with him in this life. You admit it, admit it, why do you have to go against your wishes?"

Zhao Nan looked at Chu Qi who was following behind and said, "You, there is a limit to kidding, don't teach the children badly."

Ye Xian put down the fan and said seriously: "Hey, I thought you really had a crush on me for many years, but it turned out that I was thinking too much."

Zhao Nan burst into laughter: "You still have to find recognition and presence in me. As long as you let the horse go out and be fascinated, when have you ever cared about me? You are the shopkeeper. I am too shallow in my ability, so I can only be a mate."

As he spoke, he had already walked to the street light where Ms. Wu had an accident. There were two bouquets under the street light, which seemed to be placed by people nearby.

"This person is really hypocritical. She will put flowers here regardless of whether she knows it or not."

Ye Xian glanced at the flowers, and the words changed again when she said something.

"This is everyone's kindness, and I express my condolences."

The seventh day of the lunar calendar couldn't help but interrupt.

"Yeah, little thing, aren't you afraid I'll eat you in one bite?"

Ye Xian deliberately licked his lips, and trembled on the Qiqi dynasty, and insisted: "I think those people are quite kind."

"Haha, it's similar to some people in our country who have something to do to cram the Buddha's feet, but it's just to feel better inside. This is also a way to bribe ghosts, right? Unfortunately, the ghost is squatting and watching these coldly."

Jun Qi was startled: "Where are you standing? Ms. Wu?"

Ye Xian shrugged: "Stand opposite you, your eyes are bleeding, it hurts very much, Ms. Wu, Qinghan and I both advised you not to come to the UK for study tours. If you don't listen, you will encounter this. Oh, I really don't listen... We suffer a loss in front of you."

On the first day of Chu Qiqi, he heard Ms. Wu's ghost standing opposite him. He screamed in fear and hurriedly hid behind Zhao Nan. Ye Xian smiled and said, "Book Qiqi, why are you getting more and more courageous? In the past, there were so many ghosts in our shop in the cold. Wouldn't you tell you stories in the middle of the night? You are afraid of ghosts when you come to Britain. Is it scary that the ghosts of foreigners are more scary? Don't be afraid, this is Ms. Wu's ghost, who is noble and will never give you a mouthful."

Ye Xian teased the Qiqi dynasty on his mouth, but his hands did not stop. She waved her hand to the air and whispered: "I'm so brave. I'm here in broad daylight, aren't I afraid of being wiped out by the sun?"

Ms. Wu was really standing opposite the seventh day of the lunar calendar, but she was a little far away. There were a few trees there. She hid under the shade of the tree. Knowing that Ye Xian could see her, she shed tears excitedly: "Miss Ye, why are you here?"

Ye Xian walked into the shade, looked at the blood and tears in Ms. Wu's eyes, and sighed and said, "I don't like you at all. You always act like a lofty person and pretend to be noble. But compared to Cai Guozhen, you are simply an angel. Zhao Nan is right. You have done a lot of good things. You shouldn't have ended up like this. Tell me, who killed you? You must have seen the murderer, right?"

Ms. Wu shook her head: "The man... covered his face and was wearing a hat-like dress, like those British people."

Ye Xian has seen some young British people along the way and understands that she is talking about the kind of sweatshirts wearing hats.

"Is it British?"

Wu Ying'er said that she was a British man with a face that was not much different from all British people.

"He was covered with his face, his clothes and hats covered his hair, and he couldn't see clearly what he looked like. I can't be sure which country he is from."

"That's a big deal, your daughter said it was the British who attacked you."

Ms. Wu shook her head, and blood and tears fell down as her head shook and fell on the grass. Perhaps because of her resentment and ghost energy, the grass stained with blood and tears quickly withered and showed a charred color.

Chu Qi stood aside, watching the grass on the ground turn yellow suddenly, pointing at the grassland and asking Zhao Nan what was going on. Zhao Nan sighed and said, "It's Ms. Wu's tears."

"She shouldn't see what the murderer looks like. How is my daughter Ying'er?"

Ms. Wu looked anxious.

"You didn't go to find her?"

"I don't know anything about this in the UK. There are also a few lonely ghosts nearby, all of whom are foreigners. I have poor English and I didn't ask them. They are also very cautious about me. They probably rarely see Chinese people, right? I have been wandering around here, hoping that Ying'er can come. As long as I take a look, I will be satisfied."

"Zhao Nan, Ms. Wu asked Wu Ying'er how it was."

"She had a stab in the leg and a knife in the abdomen. The child was unable to be saved. Fortunately, his life was still there, and he could recover after being hospitalized for a while. He was just afraid of leaving a shadow in his heart. After all, she watched the man attack you with her own eyes."

Ms. Wu cried with joy: "Is the child gone? That's great, so Ying'er won't be dragged down."

"You are so annoying, you are really a ghost. Your daughter was attacked in a foreign country, lost her mother and the fetus in her belly. This is a double blow, but you are happy about the miscarriage of the fetus. It's really paranoid as always."

Ms. Wu smiled bitterly: "I have suffered so much that I don't want Ying'er to continue to taste it. When I took Ying'er away from that family, she was only three years old. I have worked hard to raise her over the years. I don't want her to repeat the same mistakes and continue my destiny. Ying'er should have a better life without being dragged down by her children."

As she spoke, she suddenly knelt down: "Miss Ye, I know you hate me and think I am pretending. Yes, I have worked hard to do good things in my life, but there are actually great speculative factors. I raised my daughter with these things and gained a good reputation. I know that something happened to Cai Guozhen must be inseparable from you. You are a person with great powers. Can you... Can you help Ying'er? As long as she is healthy and safe, I will die a hundred times without regrets."

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