Rebirth: National Crown Prince

   Chapter 123

   "Miss Ling~" Aunt Xue shouted and walked in.

   But the next scene made her almost fall.

   "Ah, my Miss Ling, what are you doing?"

   Wan Ling was a little tearful, but she was still holding a pair of scissors in her hand, as if she was going to cut her hair.

  Aunt Xue hurriedly took the scissors from Wan Ling's hand and put them on the table next to them, and then hurried up and down to check whether Wan Ling was injured there.

   Seeing that Wan Ling's hair was only short, she said helplessly and distressed: "Why does Miss Ling have to cut her hair so well? It's a pity to cut such long and dark hair."

  Wan Ling was stunned, she looked up at Aunt Xue, and softly called out in a soft voice, "Aunt Xue?"

   Aunt Xue, who was picking up Wanling and playing with her hair, was startled all of a sudden. She grabbed Wanling's shoulders with both hands: "Miss Ling, did you call me Aunt Xue just now?"

  Wan Ling pursed his lips, and then said lightly, "Aunt Xue."

   "Great," Aunt Xue said with joy: "Miss Ling, you are finally sober, great, great."

   Wanling bowed her head, it wasn't that she was finally awake, but that she had always been awake, but she had been deceiving herself!

   tried to circle herself and didn't want to ask the things that made her sad.

   But she seems to understand now that if she goes on like this, she will really be useless for the rest of her life. She still has a lot of things to do, and she wants to achieve it.

   So the first step is to cut her long hair short and start a new life.

   "If the Crown Prince knew, he would be very happy." Aunt Xue's voice sounded in Wan Ling's ear.

  Wan Ling was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little dazed, and the appearance of the young man walking back against the light once again appeared in his mind. It was really like the feeling of a person from the sky coming from the altar to the dust, like a fairy boy.

   "No way, Wanling is so good and eats on time, how can he be angry?" The gentle voice seemed to ring in Wanling's ears again.

   "Is he...is my cousin..." Wan Ling whispered, tugging at the corner of his clothes with both hands.

   Seeing Wanling's eager look, Aunt Xue couldn't help but smile slightly and said softly: "Yes, Prince, he is your cousin, he is a very gentle and handsome person."

   Wanling's originally dull eyes finally showed a little light, brother, will she have a brother too?

  Wanling knew from the time she was sensible that she did not please her parents, but her mother always looked at her with disgust. No matter her father asked her, her sister was better than her, and her parents always wanted to hold the good in front of her.

  Hiding in the corner at that time, she was really envious when she was surrounded by many people and her parents singing the birthday song. She was so envious that she often cried secretly by herself.

She thought it was because her sister's excellent parents and mother liked her so much, so she tried her best to make herself better, but no matter how good she did, she couldn't change her mother's disgusting look, so she gave up, since her parents didn't Like her, she is like this!

  Aunt Xue looked at the happy child, and couldn't help but feel a little pantothenic. This child has never been cared for since she was a child. If she hadn't been in Wanjia, she couldn't imagine what this child would have become?

  ——

  Wanda Mao once again stepped into the Wanzhai with a downcast appearance.

   "Sir." The maid came up.

  Wanda Mao didn't look at the maid, he walked into Wan Zhai without looking away.

   "You're back, this is the porridge I just made for you. Since you're back, make up for it."

   Looking at Zhang Bangkok in front of him, Wanda Mao couldn't believe it, when did the savage and unreasonable Bangkok become so gentle.

   Is it because of the fact that he went to prison?

  Thinking of this, Wanda Mao's eyes could not help softening, and he held Zhang Bangkok's hand with both hands, "Bangkok has really worked hard for you, don't worry, you and Heer's things will not be taken away by others."

  Zhang Bangkok smiled softly and patted Wanda Mao's hand, "I believe in you."

   (end of this chapter)