Chapter 813: You don’t look like me at all

Jiang Yilin felt her blood flow back.
These days she has been in contact with An Mingchen, she knows exactly what kind of demon this man is.
He is cruel, cold-blooded, abnormal...
But she has always felt very lucky.
Such a terrifying and powerful man only favors her, because she is his "Zhengzheng", is of the same blood as him, and heir to the settlement.
She always felt that God had a preference for herself, even if she was abandoned by the Jiang family, even if the Su family was down, she still had Miss Anjia to be.
Unexpectedly, in just one month, her dream would wake up.
An Mingchen told her personally that he just... treated her as a doll and played for a while.
"Brother," she smiled far-fetched, "Don't joke with Zhengzheng, okay? Although Zhengzheng can't remember what happened before, but Zhengzheng has the cross stitch in his hand, and Zhengzheng can still draw family crests. It."
"Look at me," An Mingchen raised his face, his expression was very gentle, but his tone was extraordinarily extravagant, "Is it like a joke?"
He squeezed Jiang Yilin's hand on the back of her neck and added gravity, and she immediately felt that her neck was about to break.
"Brother, you, you let go..." Jiang Yilin hurriedly begged for mercy, "Isn't my brother the one who loves Zhengzheng the most? Didn't my brother say that as long as Zhengzheng wants it, will my brother give Zhengzheng? Why now my brother... "
As she said, tears began to fall without money, and with that pitiful look, it looked like a normal man would have pity.
However, An Mingchen is not a normal man.
He laughed and smiled softly: "Yes, as long as Zhengzheng wants, Chenchen will satisfy her. But the premise is that it is a real Zhengzheng..."
When you pet a toy, you will inevitably give her all the love.
But once this toy breaks down, or makes him lose interest...then it will end up just...the same abandonment.
"You know?" An Mingchen blew into Jiang Yilin's nose, "I really liked you before. I have found many girls to be my sisters, but they are only eight years old, and they will be sent by me when they grow up. Go. You are the only woman who is the same age as the real An Mingzheng. Do you know why?"
Jiang Yilin did not answer, but of course she knew...
Because she had the cross stitch stolen from Jiang Chengxi in her hand, and she also had the coat of arms stolen from the wall of the nursing home.
But she always thought that based on these two things, An Mingchen really recognized her as An Mingzheng.
She never dreamed that An Mingchen, from beginning to end, would just use her as a stand-in.
"Why... why do you treat me like this..." Her tears kept falling, but it was probably for sympathy before, but now she is really sad.
"I thought I finally found a home, found happiness, and a brother who loved me, why is all this still fake!" She even roared to An Mingchen.
An Mingchen seemed to hear some joke and laughed happily, "It's very simple, because you don’t look like Zhengzheng at all. Do you look like me, do you look like your mother? You even I don’t even want an An family member."
After he said this, Jiang Yilin was completely stunned.
After several seconds, she suddenly realized something and cast her eyes on Su Yanyun, who had been watching the show with melon seeds.
Looks like An Mingchen...looks like An family...
At this moment, she found similar facial features and facial shapes from the faces of the two people, even the occasional expressions and faintly similar temperaments.