Rong Junlie looked at the woman in front of him, and his slightly narrowed eyes slowly saw the face that he missed so much.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the face of the woman under him with his rough fingertips. Such delicate skin had brought him countless warmth. If this was not his woman, who could she be?

"Yan'er..." A strong love slowly appeared in his eyes, and his eyes were quite tender when he looked at the woman under him.

Yan Yueyue felt his fingers rubbing oil on her skin. Although the slightly cool fingertips were tinged with coolness, they were like a stream of heat that rushed into her heart.

She panted slightly, looked at him with charming eyes, then stretched out her hand, gently hooked his neck, trying to bring him towards her.

"Yan'er... Yan'er..."

Rong Junlie leaned over and buried his head in the crook of her neck. The faint fragrance in her hair seemed to come from long-lasting memories.

Yan Yueyue watched as the man she wanted to have finally fell on top of her.

There was a thought in her heart that kept whispering, wanting her, wanting her. She almost couldn't wait to be his woman.

As long as she can become his woman today, no one can stop her from taking Mrs. Rong's position in the future.

Hugging the man on her body, Yan Yueyue trembled her beautiful eyelashes, but a smile that was destined to win gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth.

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seven days ago——

In An Ling's apartment, Yan Yueyue was invited to her apartment for the first time as a guest.

There were four or five other ladies who came. They were all elegant and beautiful, and they were wearing luxury bags and cars. The topics they talked about were men from the upper class, private parties on various yachts, and flying around the world from time to time.

A luxurious tour for two.

The things they talked about were all about their daily lives, but this was exactly the life that Yan Yueyue longed for most.

She longs to become a rich man, but she does not have a prominent family background. Her only shortcut is to marry a rich man with her youth and beauty.

As for this rich man, she has already had a target, which is her handsome and elegant brother-in-law, Rong Junlie.

Listening to what they were talking about, Yan Yueyue sat quietly in the corner behind them, not daring to interrupt because her knowledge was shallow and she was afraid that what she said would be laughed at by others.

But at this time, An Ling gave her great confidence. She attracted her to her sisters and introduced her grandly and warmly.

"This is my cousin, my cousin. She just came back from studying fashion design in France!"

When Yan Yueyue heard this, she thought she had heard it wrong. How could she be An Ling's cousin? How could she come back from studying design in France?

She looked at An Ling in panic, but it didn't look like An Ling gave her a confident look and pressed her shoulder slightly to signal her not to be too nervous.

"Hello everyone..." Yan Yueyue smiled awkwardly under the glances of those ladies.

Their glances were not so kind, but they didn't look obtrusive. At least they gave her face and brought her into the atmosphere of their conversation.

Yan Yueyue knew that what they were looking at was An Ling's face.

She sat there, trying her best to pretend to be gentle and pleasant. Most of the time she didn't say anything, she just leaned forward and listened with a smile. Occasionally she would praise and agree with each other. In this way, at least the women would also

He no longer rejects her so much.

"My cousin hasn't had a boyfriend yet. If any of your friends are tall, rich and handsome, be sure to introduce them to my sister!"

When sending those women away, An Ling did not forget to ask her female friends with concern.

"Ling, don't worry, your cousin is pretty and I will take her to heart!"

"Oh, why should we worry about Ling's cousin? She knows more good men than we do!"

"Everyone, please help me! Okay, let's make an appointment another day!"

After the women left, the only thing left in the apartment was the strong smell of perfume left by those women.

An Ling quickly opened all the windows, hoping to make the disgusting smell dissipate quickly.

When the two of them sat down, Yan Yueyue sat next to her, looking at the elegant woman drinking English black tea, she asked in a low voice with some embarrassment, "Sister Ling, actually I have never been to France, you introduce me like this...

…”

Before she could finish her words, An Ling was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to interrupt her and scolded Yan Yueyue.

"Do you think they will care about you if you tell me which country you are from? People who are not in the same circle and have status cannot be friends, regardless of whether the friendship is truly emotional or not!"

"You are like this. If you want to climb into our circle, you will never be able to do it in your life without relying on me!"

An Ling said sarcastically, while Yan Yueyue sat there with her eyes lowered sadly, her white teeth biting her delicate lips, saying nothing.

An Ling glanced at her lightly, then looked away, and said lightly——

"But it doesn't have to be so fast. You will have a chance to marry a rich man soon!"

Yan Yueyue's eyes widened immediately as she listened. She asked nervously, "Sister Ling, what kind of opportunity is this?"

"But, I don't want to get married now..."

An Ling's eyes suddenly sank, and suddenly a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he slowly asked her, "Are you not happy to marry Rong Junlie, the brother-in-law you love with all your heart?"

"Sister Ling, what do you mean?" The joy that suddenly flashed across Yan Yueyue's face could not be concealed from An Ling's gaze.

But because she was so happy, she didn't see the fleeting lust and cruelty in An Ling's eyes.

Of course she wants to marry Rong Junlie, of course she wants to take the place of Luo Yan, whom she hates so much. Her mother died because of her. She has long hated her hypocritical look and can't wait to see her.

She immediately grabbed Rong Junlie, she wanted to take a good look at her look like she had lost her beloved.

An Ling still understood her and immediately spoke to her heart.

Yan Yueyue sat in front of her, still pretending to be reserved and replied, "Sister Ling, my cousin and my cousin's husband have a very good relationship. I'm afraid that if I have this idea, I can only keep it in my heart for the rest of my life!"

An Ling suddenly sneered, which startled Yan Yueyue. She felt that she was a little confused, and the sneer she gave out was a bit frightening.

"In this world, there are only unimaginable things, and nothing is impossible!"

"Don't worry, since I have the confidence to marry you to your cousin-in-law, I will definitely help you achieve your wish!"

Yan Yueyue stood up suddenly after hearing this. Because she was so excited to hear such a promise in her heart, the white bone china cup in her palm suddenly slipped from her palm, and the hot English black tea inside was poured onto the luxurious table at her feet.

on the carpet.

Yan Yueyue stood up suddenly after hearing this. Because she was so excited to hear such a promise in her heart, the white bone china cup in her palm suddenly slipped from her palm, and the hot English black tea inside was poured onto the luxurious table at her feet.

on the carpet.

"Sister Ling, are you telling the truth?" she asked in disbelief.

An Ling nodded, stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Yueyue's face, looked at her face thoughtfully and sighed, "Your face, with a little surgery, should look like your cousin!"

"

"Sister Ling, do you want me to have plastic surgery to look like my cousin?"

It's okay to say this. After all, there are no two identical women in this world. Even if they undergo plastic surgery, they will still look very different. What's more, she doesn't have Luo Yan's gentle temperament at all.

An Ling's eyes turned slightly cold, and his tone suddenly became impatient.

"Even if you look like her, your brother-in-law may not fall in love with you, but if you look like her and your cousin is not around, you will have a great chance!"

She is such a fickle woman, and what she said made Yan Yueyue feel a little confused.

Although she doesn't understand what this An Ling wants to do, at present, she provides her with materials, sends her to study, and packages her thoroughly, satisfying her Yan Yueyue's vanity in every aspect, so Yan Yueyue can no longer live without her.

Open her.

"Sister Ling, no matter what you say, I will listen to you!"

Being obedient and obedient was her only strength against An Ling, so Yan Yueyue immediately showed a harmless smile and looked at An Ling sincerely.

An Ling immediately turned around and handed her a CD and a business card.

She didn't read much of the CD at first, but the name and phone number of a senior chief physician at a plastic surgery hospital was written on the business card.

"This CD contains your cousin's itinerary, as well as her close-up video information. You can imitate the way she talks, her expression, and her posture and movements at home!"

"Yeah, sister Ling, I will definitely go home and study hard!"

Listening to An Ling's words, Yan Yueyue carefully put the CD away and went directly to see the chief doctor in the afternoon.

Her facial features looked a bit like Luo Yan's, but she actually didn't need a big knife. In addition, the doctor's medical skills were superb, and she was out in one afternoon.

After three days of recuperation at home and three days of anti-inflammatory injections, she had finished watching Luo Yan's film.

I really didn't expect An Ling to think so carefully about anything, and even give her a movie like this to watch, asking her to imitate Luo Yan.

This really makes Yan Yueyue feel grateful!

The most important thing is that An Ling also gave her a sum of money and asked her to go to the store and buy the exact same clothes that Luo Yan was wearing.

Even if they don't have the same style, they can have different colors. In short, after a week, Yan Yueyue seemed to be a different person.

Her tone of voice became softer, the heavy makeup on her face was removed, and she became more delicate and beautiful. In addition, her body shape was similar to Luo Yan's, so after putting on the exact same clothes and looking at herself in the mirror, her

His eyes were a little dazed.

If she stood in front of Luo Yan's mother Xu Baozhu like this, I'm afraid she would also be shocked!

Thinking of this, Yan Yueyue's smile curled up proudly.

In order to thank An Ling for cultivating her, Yan Yueyue specially bought a bouquet of French roses that she liked that day, and then took a taxi to An Ling's apartment.

She wanted her to see her changes, and imagining An Ling's surprised expression when she saw her changes, Yan Yueyue felt particularly happy.

When she was sitting in the taxi and watching the car approaching An Ling's apartment, An Ling happened to come out of the apartment.
To be continued...