Wearing the body double of a sadistic heroine [GL]

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The short-haired woman's name was Lu Li, the owner of this milk tea store, at this moment, hearing Qi Milu's voice, she smiled and said, "Xiao Lu, don't worry about us, just have two cups of tea as usual." After she finished speaking, she curled her elbow and touched the woman standing at her side, frowning, she whispered, "Is it He Yanjin? When did you come back?"

　　Chang Yishao sensed an unfamiliar woman gazing at her, and the moment she saw her face clearly, she snapped back to her senses. It was not He Yanjin. "No." Her tone carried a bit of indifference. Lu Li shrugged his shoulders, seeing her look of reluctance, so he did not intend to delve deeper into this topic, after all, He Yanjin's three words counted as her "scars".

　　Xie Qingtang didn't hear their whispers, she was afraid that her uncontrollable sight would offend them, so she got up and prepared to leave. However, at the moment she left the room, she still couldn't hold back a glance back at Chang Yishao's eyes, which collided with hers.

　　It's a beauty, but unfortunately it has nothing to do with herself. Xie Qingtang sighed in her heart.

　　This meeting was like a stone thrown into a lake, except for a layer of ripples at the time, there was no more movement.

　　In the face of an even grimmer existence, Xie Qingtang of course could only leave the beauty behind - it was only fate that brought them together again. This kind of wonderful scene, which was considered an encounter in other people's eyes, Xie Qingtang preferred to call it a "plot effect".

　　Drinking, she lost a bit of her sensibility, but gained a bit more charisma.

　　Xie Qingtang jumped down from the stage and took a few steps in the direction of Chang Yishao, but kept a distance from her.

　　She pulled out a tissue and wiped the sweat from her forehead, her eyes glancing towards Chang Yishao.

　　Around the time the alcohol paralyzed her mind, Xie Qingtang couldn't remember who opened her mouth first. Anyway, when she came back to her senses she realized that she was no longer in the bar where she worked part-time, but in Chang Yishao's home. What was before her was not a dewy-eyed affair that would make people drop their reserve, but a paper contract.

　　Xie Qingtang enters the "working state", she sometimes travels in certain worlds, and can't help but to play something.

　　After writing down the words "Xie Qingtang" on the paper, she raised her eyes to stare at Chang Yishao and asked, "Because I look like your ex-girlfriend? You miss her?" She had become a participant in this bizarre, headache-inducing love affair.

　　Chang Yishao glanced at Xie Qingtang and smiled lightly as she slowly and methodically collected the deed and did not say anything more.

　　Chang Yishao's vocation was an honorable people's teacher - but as the second female in the book, how could she only have such an identity?

　　That agreement that was equivalent to a labor contract - the salary was however more generous than quite a few jobs.

　　Alcohol, beauty, plot, Xie Qingtang decided to accept this special "job", of course, she did not want to have the plot line of the eponymous female supporting characters like the miserable end. After Chang Yishao and her ex-girlfriend get together, she naturally turns to a real "retirement life" with her abundant wealth.

　　Xie Qingtang rubbed her knuckles, she let out a light laugh, inclined her head to gaze at Chang Yishao, she asked again: "Ms. Chang, so what do I need to do next?" The agreement had certainly documented a portion of the matter, but too much of it lay beyond the surface of the paper. Xie Qingtang's tone was ethereal and soft, with a few hints of lightness. Chang Yishao's demeanor couldn't help but relax as she responded, "First, you need to move in." With Chang Yishao's origin, it was naturally easy to find information about a person in Yu City. After sketching out bits and pieces from Qi Milu's words, coupled with the comments from the live streaming platform, she thought that she was able to understand Xie Qingtang three times.

　　Xie Qingtang let out an "ooh" and added: "And then?" Seeing that Chang Yishao was silent and didn't answer, she smiled pleasantly and asked, "What's your ex-friend like? Do I need to play her?" Even if she really had to, she was still good at it.

　　Chang Yishao's eyes went cold as she leaned back on the sofa. The frames of her eyeglasses shimmered in the blazing light with tiny bits of chilling light. Her voice rang out as she said, "You don't need to do anything, just be cold and nasty enough to me."

　　The answer came as a surprise.

　　Xie Qingtang met Chang Yishao's line of sight, and at the moment, his mind was filled with question marks.

　　She quickly deduced a self-consciously perfect conclusion based on her past experiences in the world - this is an abusive article, Chang Yishao likes to find a double, and when he finds a double, he doesn't need her to serve him, but rather to find pain, and Chang Yishao may have some kind of mental illness.

　　Xie Qingtang quickly measured in her mind.

　　In front of the hitman, as long as the money is in place, nothing is a problem.

　　"Alright, Ms. Chang." Xie Qingtang still maintained her gentleness and politeness, after all, the treaty did not start from this moment. She looked at Chang Yishao for a moment, and suddenly stretched out her hand towards her, saying with a bright smile, "Miss Chang, please teach me more in the future."

　　When Chang Yishao heard this, she was stunned for a moment before reaching out her hand - it was not even a handshake, and it was so fast that it was like the wind blowing through the eaves of a house. She let out a "hmm", and a terrible silence fell over the room.

　　Chapter 2

　　Xie Qingtang didn't have much.

　　This poor setting had saved her a lot of trouble.

　　The landlord of the small, dilapidated building she had originally rented, who was all smiles when he saw her, was now changing his usual meanness and vitriol - as long as she kicked out Xie Qingtang's stubborn rat droppings, the rent of her house could be raised to a much higher price.

　　Xie Qingtang didn't bother with her.

　　Quickly stepping out of the dilapidated neighborhood, she caught a glimpse of the sedan parked not far away.

　　Last night's embarrassment was still fresh in her mind, but was Xie Qingtang someone who was easily defeated by embarrassment? She knocked on the car window and heard a small sound, the window slowly descended, revealing Chang Yishao's bright white face with a scholarly air. Xie Qingtang reached out and removed her glasses and threw them on her lap, then raised her hand, her fingers almost touching the tip of her nose, but right at this dangerous position, she stopped her movement and snapped her fingers.