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The Rich Young Lady Destroyed Her Dream Girl Script

Yan Xi was the eldest young lady of the Yan family, the head of Beiqiao City’s top four aristocratic families. Despite her astonishing talents, she was sick and destined to die young. She was an unattainable dream girl for many. She had a dream one day and dreamt that she was in a novel. In the novel, her father adopted a girl named Chen Xiangxiang who looked just like her to alleviate his pain of losing his wife, and soon his daughter. The girl was as docile as a deer and spending time with her was very therapeutic, which made her all the more lovable. This girl became her substitute, and after a series of heart-wrenching incidents, everyone —ranging from her father and her brother to her fiance and her friends— doted on this girl. Meanwhile, Yan Xi fought against the girl in every aspect, and she eventually became the evil second female lead. In the end, she was despised and hated by everyone. After having sulfuric acid splashed onto her face and ended up disfigured, she jumped from a building and fell to her death. After her death, she left a large inheritance which was inherited by the girl. Yan Xi, who used to not care about dying because she regretted not being able to save her mother, did not want to die anymore. She destroyed her dream girl script and decided to stay away from the lunatics around her. At the same time, she decided to live her life well with the intent of stopping anyone who lays their eyes on her assets while she reveals her hidden identities, one by one, and destroys the trash she encounters. During the process, she happened to protect a good-looking young man who was cold and upright. Turns out, he's a big boss with many hidden identities too?

Yijie Jingfu · Ciudad
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Chapter 239 attending the birthday banquet, but not eating there

Yan Qinghe was a music lover, and he was proficient in all kinds of musical instruments. Since he was young, he had started to collect all kinds of musical instruments. For this, he even bought a villa to store his western musical instruments.

This piano was his treasure, and also the treasure of the house. Yan Qinghe usually did not want to touch it, and only played it on important days.

Yan Xi walked over and pressed a few keys. The pitch was very good and the tone was clear and powerful.

Yan Feilu walked over. He looked a little moved.

Yan XI smiled and said, “Brother, why don’t you give it a try?”

Yan Feilu said, “That’s not good. Grandfather’s piano should be given to you.”

Yan XI said, “Then you’re mistaken. Grandfather gave this piano to you.”

Yan Feilu couldn’t believe it. He stood stiffly on the spot and stared at Yan Xi with his eyes wide open.