Chapter 17: Lord Jue, you have a flat chest

"Dad, tell me the truth. Do you still have any feelings for my mother?!" Ling Jue questioned him in a slightly 'sad' manner. There was determination on her stubborn face.

Ling Zhensheng's stern face softened when he saw the child's questioning expression "Your mother and I are in the past. You are my child. This can not be changed. I will treat you well now. However, your mother, I can only let her down. She deserves a better man."

The corners of Ling Jue's lips curled up. Ling Zhensheng, this man is really something.

He did not know that there was someone outside when he said those words.

Therefore, he meant what he said.

"You can go. I need to rest." Ling Jue's face turned cold. She put on an act for a while, and it was a little disgusting.

"You rest first. We will go out for dinner later," he said softly and walked towards the door.

"Lord Jue! The person outside has left." Just as Tang Yuan finished speaking, Ling Zhensheng walked out of her bedroom door.

"Xiao Ying, are you going to visit your brother? He's going to rest. Don't disturb him."

"Yes."

"..."

Ling Jue's lips curled up when she heard what the people outside said. Actually, these words were not scary to Mu Xueling, but to Ling Ying.

That girl was not as mature as Mu Xueling. She liked to put everything on her lips, and people like her were the easiest to scheme against.

"Lord Jue, do you have a plan?" Tang Yuan changed into his true form and jumped onto her bed, jumping up and down.

"Yes." Ling Jue leaned against the pillow, her face dark.

"What plan? Can you tell Tang Yuan about it?" It jumped onto her chest, jumping up and down.

"Sleep first, then wake up to eat, and then... burn all of them." She pointed at the pile of books, her head aching at the sight of them...

She hated studying the most, and hated school even more, because school was too troublesome.

"Lord Jue, you're fifteen... I found a very tragic thing."

It jumped down from her body with a face full of regret.

"Huh?" Tang Yuan did not know whether it was peanuts, sesame seeds, or brown sugar water in its head. It was always so chaotic. It was clearly talking about another matter, but it could jump to another topic, catching people off guard.

It jumped back into the black diamond before it dared to speak. "Lord Jue, in your previous life, when you were 25 years old, you had flat breasts. Now, you're 15 years old, and you still have flat breasts... and, especially flat. Look, it's like an airport."

"Tang Yuan, why don't you come out and we can have a good chat?" She touched the black earring. There was a smile on her face, but it was a creepy smile. "Come out, I'll take you to take a bath. I'll boil you a hundred degrees of water and let you soak in it!"

"Lord Jue, don't you like to hear the truth?" It said weakly, "Then I won't tell the truth anymore. Lord Jue, actually, your chest is the third from the bottom of the twenty-six letters."

"Tang Yuan, come out! Come Out! Come Out! Let's have a good talk." She fiddled with the earring, but the ball inside did not come out at all. The cowardly Tang Yuan only dared to say that he did not dare to come out and face it.

Ling Jue laughed out of anger. Even though she had a flat chest, she was only fifteen years old.

When she was twenty-five years old again, she would definitely not have a flat chest like she did in her previous life.

She wanted to turn into a turbulent sea, not a flat airport!

"Lord Jue, I'm so sleepy. Let's go to sleep. Tang Yuan is already asleep."

"You cowardly Tang Yuan!" The corner of Ling Jue's lips curled up. She was in a much better mood after the scene made by it.