C7 Powerful Protagonist Aura

Feng Huilan was three years off Feng Tingting, but the difference in strength and treatment was not just three years off.

As the eldest daughter, Feng Huilan was able to talk and do things diligently. She would often brush her face in front of his parents and gain the favor of his parents.

Of course, as the female lead, Feng Huilan did indeed have the spotlight.

As for Feng Tingting, her youngest daughter, she had a weak personality and did not like to talk, so she did things slowly.

But the problem was that she was now Feng Tingting, Feng Huilan's punching bag.

Now that Feng Huilan had been humiliated, the anger in her heart had no place to vent, so she naturally had to take Feng Tingting's revenge.

She pulled Feng Tingting into the house and closed the door, staring coldly at him.

"Elder sister, I was wrong, don't hit me." Feng Tingting was curled up, with a terrified look, but her little mind was thinking of all sorts of countermeasures.

"Don't worry, elder sister won't hurt you. If you're smart, then shut up. Otherwise, you will know the consequences."

Feng Huilan pulled out a thin vine from under her bed, and after pulling it twice in the air, it made a sound that would make people's hair stand on end.

Feng Tingting did not expect his mistress to have such a malicious woman's heart behind her back. She still had not reacted, but she had suffered a solid hit, causing her to scream in pain.

Feng Huilan anxiously covered her mouth and threatened: "If you dare to shout, then the next whip will not be on your back."

Wuwuwuwuwu-" Feng Tingting could not speak and could only shake her head.

"Be good, as long as you behave, I guarantee it won't hurt."

No pain? What the f * * k!

Seeing that Feng Tingting was no longer moving, Feng Huilan released her hand, and struck again with her whip.

But this time, Feng Tingting quickly grabbed hold of the vine. With a slight force, the thin vine was snapped by her, completely infuriating Feng Huilan.

She waved her vine towards Feng Tingting, but Feng Tingting was no longer the Feng Tingting of before. She was not that stupid to be threatened with a few words before becoming a sand bag!

She wanted to run, but Feng Huilan stood at the door quickly, looking at her as if he was a clown.

Feng Tingting glared back at her, unwilling to be outdone. Her eyes were big, no one was afraid of her.

Feng Huilan was startled, then laughed: "You are too brave, to actually dare to resist, if not for this big sister, I am afraid that you would not even be able to successfully give birth to me!"

Feng Tingting naturally knew of this, in order to strengthen the female lead. She had especially given Feng Tingting, the cannon fodder, to her as a stepping stone.

However, she wasn't the real Feng Tingting, so she really didn't know!

Only, Feng Tingting now had another method.

She pursed her lips and pretended to be extremely terrified. Trembling, she took off her cotton clothes, revealing her thin clothes underneath, and walked towards Feng Huilan.

Feng Huilan did not know what Feng Tingting meant by this, she only knew that she was extremely angry as she waved the vine downwards.

"Pa ~ ~ ~"

A red mark was imprinted on her fair and tender skin through her thin clothes.

"Pa ~ ~ ~"

Two red and swollen marks intersected with each other, appearing exceptionally eye-catching.

Feng Tingting clenched her teeth so hard that her teeth almost shattered.

In the modern world, the second child was highly favored. However, in ancient times, the second child was only a follower of the first child.

Just when Feng Tingting could not take it anymore, Feng Tingting finally breathed a sigh of relief. She stared at the vine blankly, and was so tired that she fell onto the bed.

Feng Tingting endured the pain and donned on her cotton clothes while crying as she hid herself in the woodshed.

She laid powerlessly in the corner, her back feeling a burning pain. At this moment, Feng Tingting felt that it was fortunate that she had the Golden Finger, otherwise, that complication would have taken her life.

She closed her eyes and started thinking about the pills she needed. Soon, a medicine cabinet appeared in front of her, on top of which were all sorts of drugs.

She chose a few common antipyretic and antiinflammatory drugs, and took a few more potions. When she opened her eyes again, these things appeared in front of her.

Feng Tingting swallowed the pills with much difficulty and smeared the medicine all over her body that she could touch. Unfortunately, the medicine was focused on her back, so she couldn't touch it at all.

Suddenly, Feng Tingting closed her eyes again, thinking about the robot butler. However, a white mist appeared in front of him, just like how she had wanted to get the washing machine and computer previously.

Or whatever it was that had to do with electricity, or the big stuff, they wouldn't get it. Instead, they would get the medicine, the little toys, and even their aunts' towels.

And it was inexhaustible. As long as she wanted it, she could get it.

But these things were useless now. She needed someone to help her.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside, Feng Tingting hurriedly put the things back, and pulled at the cotton garment, revealing the shocking marks on her arm.

With a creak, the door opened and Feng Guangzong entered with a bundle of firewood.

In the past few days, because he had been learning painting, Feng Guangzong had a whole new level of respect for her, the relationship between father and daughter became a lot more peaceful. Feng Tingting rolled his eyes, and in a while, the firewood covering his body fell, revealing her weak look.

Feng Guangzong was shocked, and then he saw his young daughter who was on the verge of death.

"Girl Ting?" When he walked closer and saw the whip marks on Feng Tingting's body, he was shocked, "What happened? Who hit you!?"

Feng Tingting powerlessly grabbed onto the corner of Feng Guangzong's clothes and muttered: "Tingting is wrong, big sister, stop hitting me, stop hitting me."

Feng Tingting sobbed as her body trembled in Feng Guangzong's embrace. Her eyes were red and swollen, and tears once again flowed down her cheeks.

A ball of rage suddenly rose in Feng Guangzong's heart. He pulled up his cotton clothes and carried his out of the woodshed.

"Feng Huilan!" Feng Guangzong shouted, waking up the tired Feng Huilan in the house.

She was already afraid of Feng Guangzong, so she rushed out of the room before she even had time to pack her things. When she saw Feng Tingting, who was in her father's embrace, her heart thumped, and her expression changed slightly.

"Father?"

Just then, Zhou Chunmei came out from the kitchen and saw his man's gloomy face, and also saw Feng Tingting's injuries, and was so scared that his face changed.

"Girl Ting!" Zhou Chunmei received Feng Tingting, and her eyes immediately reddened. "My pitiful daughter, what kind of sin is this!"

"Then I will have to ask your precious daughter, what did Girl Ting do to her to be so cruel to her little sister!"

Feng Huilan's expression changed greatly, and she instantly knelt down, with tears flowing down her face: "Father, how can you suspect your daughter so indiscriminately? Your daughter was scolded at Freight House today, and it was Girl Ting who helped her out, and your daughter knows that she caused harm to Girl Ting, but you can't possibly suspect that your daughter was the one who did it right!"

Feng Tingting raised her eyebrows, it was no wonder that she created this female lead.

The problem was that it did happen, and Feng Huilan had indeed been beaten up, so she helped. However, as for whether she had been beaten up or not, it would not be easy to find out about it in this village.

Therefore, in today's round, Feng Tingting had f * cking lost to the main character's halo of her own female lead!