Chapter 193: Look, Xia Xi Wan, That Ghost Husband!
and rain all over the world.before she died, he took away all the wind and rain for her.Liu Zhaodi seems to have been pushed into the abyss. Zi Yan is not her son, and the Liu family is gone. in the b...Zhou Ping can't help sighing that sometimes people's fate is like this. Xia Yan could have stood beside Lu Hanting, the most prominent dignitary in Haicheng, and became Mrs. Lu, whom everyone envied.
but a substitute marriage changed everyone's fate.
Zhou Ping doesn't know whether it was an accident or fate.
"Xia Yanyan, go back and do a good job. This is the end of the matter!" Zhou Ping turned into the office.
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Xia Yan doesn't know why Zhou Ping looked at her with that kind of eyes at that time. She seemed a little sympathetic and regretful. All she knows is that the forum of the institute quickly returned to calm, and all the posts were deleted overnight, the keywords were locked, and there was a big mysterious hand that suppressed it all.
there will be no one but Lu Hanting who can have such great ability.
Zhou Ping also vigorously cleared up all the rumors of the research institute, and everyone returned to work and dared not mention Xiaxi's affair again.
Xia Yanyan felt that she had made this scene by directing and acting by herself, and she didn't even hurt Xia Xiyi's hair.
but this aggravates her hatred of Xia Xie, and she places all her hopes on the ghost husband in you Orchid Garden.
Xia Yanyan called Li Yulan. "Mom, I always feel strange. It seems that there is something between Xia Xiyi and Lu Hanting that I don't know."
Li Yulan almost lost her life last time, and it took a long time for her self-cultivation to recover. When she was in good health, it was naturally time for her to be a demon again. "Yan-Yan, don't think too much about it. This Xia Xie has already married you into the Orchid Garden. Because of this, she can't be with Lu Han-ting. Yan-Yan, Mrs. Lu's position is yours. You can definitely marry Lu Han-ting!"
thinking of Xia Xiyi's marriage, Xia Yan finally settled down. "Mom, did you urge Dad to go to Youlan Garden to see the ghost husband's son-in-law"
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"Yan Yan, don't worry, your father and I are on our way to Youlan Garden. We will see the ghost husband today."
Xia Yan raised her lips and said, "Mom, I'll leave it to you. Wait for the good news."
"good."
Li Yulan hung up the phone. She is now in the car. Xia Zhenguo is driving. After the last scandal, Xia Zhenguo, although not divorced, has left her in the cold. She does not communicate with her and has never set foot in her room again.
Li Yulan knows that she has no backing anymore, so the top priority is to gather Xia Zhenguo's heart and give herself a firm foothold.
"Zhenguo, everything in the past is my fault. I deserve it. I have sincerely repented, but my heart is always on you and this family, so I hope you can give me another chance."
Xia Zhenguo lived like a fish in water these days, but he didn't forget the great shame brought to him by Li Yulan, so he snorted coldly and didn't bother to talk to Li Yulan.
his reaction in Li Yulan's expectation, a few words can not coax his heart, but what she is best at is to win men's hearts, so she has plenty of time.
now it is mainly Yan Yan, and Yan Yan is her biggest reliance.
as long as Yan Yan successfully marries Lu Hanting and marries Lu to be a mistress, then her beautiful days will begin.
now Li Yulan is still smug and thinks she is very prescient. Fortunately, she let Xia Xiyi marry the ghost husband in you Orchid Garden, otherwise she would be in big trouble now.
at this time, Youlan Yuan arrived, the car stopped, Xia Zhenguo and Li Yulan got off.
this is their first visit to the Orchid Garden, which is blocked by a carved gate. Xia Zhenguo rang the doorbell on the door, and soon a maid came out.
the maid asked, "who are you looking for"them.""I don't."Ye Ming pulled his legs and came over. Two big palms pinched her fragrant shoulder and turned her around slowly and forcefully. He leaned slightly, his thin flexible lips pressed again...