Qiao Wei's smile became even colder: "If a person is still valuable, then he is not considered a waste. You don't have to agree, and I won't force you."

After saying that, she stood up and prepared to leave. Before she came, she knew Song Xueqing very well. No, she knew Song Xueqing very well, very long ago. She had endured it for so many years and failed to control her emotions once.

redeem the situation.

I really don’t know whether to call her pitiful or stupid?

For those little tricks in front of a smart man like Mu Nanrui, being admitted to a mental hospital is the lightest punishment.

Song Xueqing's making such a fuss paved the way for Qiao Wei. Presumably with Song Xueqing's hatred for Lan Lan, as long as there is a slight chance of revenge, she will never let it go.

Sure enough, just when Qiao Wei was about to take a step forward, Song Xueqing asked: "Tell me, what exactly do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple." Qiao Wei's smile became even more beautiful, and she took out an envelope and handed it to Song Xueqing, "You only need to be responsible for delivering this letter to the recipient. Someone will naturally do the other things.

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"Is it that simple?" Song Xueqing didn't believe it. She only needed to hand in a letter to achieve her goal?

Qiao Wei smiled confidently: "Many things are so simple, but everyone thinks they are complicated. I will send someone to contact you when it is time to send the letter, and you don't have to do anything during this period."

After the explanation, Qiao Wei did not stay for more than a moment. She believed that the words had completely provoked Song Xueqing's revenge. After Song Xueqing read the content of the letter, she was not afraid that she would not be obedient.

There have been many women in the past who have fallen into varying degrees in order to get close to Mu Nanrui, but she, Qiao Wei, will never make the same mistake again.

Qiao Wei clearly remembered that she met Mu Nanrui when she was eight years old, which was also the year that little bitch of the Lan family was born. No one had ever cared about her before, and Mu Nanrui was the first person.

When he was sixteen years old, he was sent to France by Mu Nanrui because he knew a certain truth that he shouldn't know.

She still remembered what he said at that time: I will never allow anyone to hurt her.

That she naturally refers to Lanlan.

Qiao Wei has never understood what is so good about the little girl named Lan. Her appearance is infinitely better than that little girl. She is now the youngest recipient of the Reno Award.

No matter in any aspect, whether it was ten years ago or today, she was a hundred times better than that little bitch Lan Lan. But she just couldn't understand that that little bitch was only eight years old at that time, and she was worth eighteen years old.

Mu Nanrui protected her at all costs.

Why? She has been thinking about it all these years, but she has never figured it out.

If it was just because of the blood of the Lan family and Mr. Mu's order, it would be absolutely impossible. With a personality like Mu Nanrui's, no one could force him as long as he didn't want to.

For ten years, she felt that she had no hope, and thought that she could only look at him from afar in this life. God sprinkled the seeds of luck on her body. The little bitch of the Lan family was in poor health and could not have children. Then

But it violated Mr. Mu's taboo.

The god of luck came to her so quietly.

When the time is right, everything will happen naturally, and by that time——

Qiao Wei thought, raising the corners of her mouth, as if a beautiful tomorrow was right in front of her.

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Chapter completed!