Quick Wear: The Wronged One Becomes Rebellious

Chapter 483 Everyone Calls Me 'Cinderella' 01

Someone stroked her top.

"Well, father knows. After father leaves, Ella has to listen to mother at home!"

Gu Li's scattered pupils began to focus, and what she saw was the back of a middle-aged man riding a tall horse, leading a group of servants and riding away!

"Oh, Mother, I can't believe that anyone would want a twig as a gift, oh ho ho ho!"

The traveling horse team had not run very far when a female voice sounded at an inopportune moment, accompanied by the tone of her pinched-throat bleating laughter. It did not take much thought to know that this weird woman was not a friendly person.

"Anatasha, is it that the jewelry isn't shiny enough, or the beautiful dress isn't gorgeous enough? Why does she insist on having a branch? How can such a person live with us in this beautiful manor?"

Another female voice said, "Dusula, the way you rolled your eyes just now is not what a lady should do!"

At this time, the elegant lady standing in the front with her hair combed the highest seemed to have just heard the words of her two daughters behind her. She turned around and looked at her daughters, "Dusula, your sister is right. You are the noble ladies of the Earl's family. You must always pay attention to your manners!"

"Yes, mother."

"Yes, mother."

"Let's go, let's go back!" the lady said, and passed by Gu Li without even a glance.

Gu Li took a deep breath as she stared at the three women in puffy skirts and tight corsets walking away. She looked down and saw that she was also wearing a sky blue princess dress with a large skirt that was super tight around her chest, and her waist was so tight that she could hardly breathe.

Gu Li took a deep breath and looked around, her eyes falling on the manor house not far away that seemed to be hidden in the garden.

"Sanliang, I have arrived at a fairy tale in the West!"

"Yes, Gu Li, Cinderella was not satisfied with the ending of the story that the world wrote for her, so she ran away. She wants you to change the ending of this story."

Cinderella?

Gu Li knew about it. It was a typical case of a successful counterattack.

However, in Gu Li's opinion, "Cinderella" is not an inspirational story about a poor orphan with nothing who turns around and marries a prince.

First of all, her father was an earl, a wealthy businessman with a title. He was rich and powerful, and his family lived in a luxurious manor house.

A daughter from a truly poor family is not even qualified to attend a ball, let alone dance with a prince.

Secondly, Cinderella was not born without a mother, and her mother loved her very much. This shows that Cinderella grew up in an atmosphere of love and received a good education. Her personality and knowledge are far beyond what an ordinary girl can have.

It has nothing to do with counterattack.

All Gu Li saw was Cinderella's strength in never giving up the pursuit of her own happiness despite the oppression of her stepmother, and her original kindness that had not been beaten by society.

Gu Li herself did not have much feeling about Cinderella's experience.

Having experienced many small worlds, Guli has retained many fine traditions, such as the spirit of the flower-growing family that when faced with oppression, serfs should rise up and sing.

Cinderella was bullied by her stepmother and stepsisters, so she should have resisted!

However, Cinderella in the fairy tale takes the route of using kindness to influence others.

She served her stepmother and stepsister diligently every day, dressed in dusty clothes and ate leftovers. She moved herself and also moved those little animals who were unaware of the bad nature of human beings.

Then, luck struck her, allowing her to overcome all difficulties and come before the prince, where she was redeemed.

Uh, there's not much to say.

Gu Li lifted her skirt and slowly walked towards the gate of the manor.

The skirt has several thick layers and is supported by a crinoline underneath. It extends outward with a radius of almost one meter from the extremely thin waist, forming a beautiful arc like a flower.

As you walk, the gentle swaying seems like a flower swaying in the breeze, what an elegant and luxurious flower.

Well, it is indeed pleasing to the eye from the perspective of others, but the actual holder Gu Li is miserable.

Her waist was being squeezed to the point of breaking, and with a crinoline tied around her hips, she was bearing a weight that she shouldn't have to bear, and she was extremely tired.

And her hair tied into a bouquet close to her scalp-----

All in all, Gu Li's skin was stretched to the limit!

Gu Li's room is located on the easternmost side of the third floor of the main building of the manor. It is the largest room on the entire floor. It has a princess bed, thick carpet, and an exaggerated wardrobe that takes up two entire walls.

After entering the room, Gu Li immediately took off her beautiful skirt and removed the crinoline, leaving only a tight top and loose-fitting skirt pants.

She also wanted to take off her tights, but the straps on the back made her feel a little helpless.

Untying the straps with her backhand, Gu Li did the chest rotation exercise several times. Finally, she could breathe smoothly and stopped struggling. She turned over and lay on her back, falling into the soft and thick duvet.

A storm was gathering in her mind. The person who had just left was her old father, the Earl, who was signing contracts and doing business everywhere. It was obvious that he was on this business trip and he would not return.

Gu Li, oh no, she should be called Cinderella now.

Her few good days would soon come to an abrupt end when she heard the news of the Earl's unexpected death.

What should she do?

The down quilt beneath her was so soft that she had the illusion of falling into a warm embrace. Gu Li turned over and was soon blinded by sleepiness.

Never mind for now. It is absolutely impossible to treat her like a slave.

Gu Li spent two days of leisure without anyone supervising her, and felt really bored.

That evening, she took the initiative to sit at the five-meter-long dining table in the restaurant and have dinner with her stepmother, Mrs. Temani, and her two daughters.

In order to enjoy the treatment of a noble lady, Mrs. Temani had to eat every meal at this table, with the chef and servants serving by her side, ready to accept her comments on the dishes at any time.

Seeing her stepdaughter who she hadn't seen for a few days suddenly sit down, Mrs. Temani's face darkened, "Why did you come down?"