Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

"Godmother, you look like you're only in your thirties, so don't always mention old words." Cheng Qingyun set up the tea set for her. Ming Dongmei brewed sweet tea and liked to put rock sugar in the bowl. The tea leaves are wrapped in rock sugar, and the tea is sweet.

Ming Dongmei said as if unintentionally: "Qingyun, when the film festival is ready, let's go to the town where Qiuyue lived before."

Cheng Qingyun clenched his sleeves secretly.

She'll never go back to that town, it's her nightmare

"Godmother, my house is long gone." Cheng Qingyun lowered her head, looking depressed, "Whenever I think of that small town, I can't sleep all night, I miss my parents."

Ming Dongmei raised her head and suddenly showed a bright smile: "Qingyun, do you remember the old lady in the town? She came to Kyoto recently to visit relatives, and I invited her over."

Cheng Qingyun's fingers were unstable and she almost knocked over the teacup.

"what?"

At this moment, the door opened, and a rickety old lady walked in. She was leaning on crutches, her hair was gray, and her clothes were tattered. It was obviously the first time she had come to such an upscale and luxurious place, and she seemed very restrained.

However, when she saw the bright and beautiful Cheng Qingyun, she was very surprised: "Isn't this the girl from the Ayun family?"

Cheng Qingyun's heart was beating.

Cheng Qingyun's mother was beautiful in her early years, and she was in love with Cheng Kaiyuan, the person in charge of the Cheng family. But no one expected that the man put on his pants and did not recognize anyone, left a sum of money and disappeared without a trace. From then on, Cheng Qingyun's mother began to use alcohol to relieve her worries, and she was willing to degenerate.

The mother and daughter lived in the dirtiest slum in the town. Cheng Qingyun's mother was reduced to a dusty woman who likes to bring men home to do business. The mother did this kind of thing, which caused the young Cheng Qingyun to be pointed at by the neighbors and unable to lift her head.

Now, Cheng Qingyun recognized the rickety old lady in front of her, who was the most gossip neighbor in the town.

This old lady also cast a contemptuous look at her when she was young, and often said to her: "You girl, don't learn badly from your mother. Study hard, be a good person, and don't do those dirty things. ."

Cheng Qingyun's body trembled slightly.

The old lady walked in front of Cheng Qingyun and narrowed her eyes: "Oh, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you doing, girl?"

Cheng Qingyun looked at Ming Dongmei.

Ming Dongmei looked at her coldly.

It was at that moment that Cheng Qingyun knew that the lies she had carefully fabricated were severely broken by reality. The town has a large population, and most of the familiar neighbors, Cheng Qingyun disguised as Ming Qiuyue's child, can deceive outsiders, but not the natives.

"Old lady, shouldn't she be the child of Lao Gu's family?" Ming Dongmei asked.

The old lady shook her head: "Old lady, I have no problem with my eyes. This girl is clearly from Ayun's family. I know the children of Teacher Gu's family, and they are well behaved and obedient. Teacher Gu is really pitiful. Later, I also died of illness, so I left a little girl, and I don't know where that little girl has been in the past few years."

A chill ran up Cheng Qingyun's spine.

Ming Dongmei sent someone to take the old lady away.

Ming Dongmei put down the tea set in her hand, stood up, and walked to Cheng Qingyun's side: "What else do you want to say? I'm blind, I listened to your nonsense with just a necklace, and was played around by you. ."

It's obviously a girl's child, and she is impersonating other people.

Cheng Qingyun's body trembled slightly, but she still pretended to be calm: "When did you find out."

"Snapped--"

A fierce slap slapped Cheng Qingyun's face.