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Chapter 005 Self-knowledge, good fortune is not shallow

Xu Zeqing's words were true, but after hearing this, You Jingqiu's chest felt tight. She was unwilling to admit or accept that her daughter was not as good as other people's daughters.

You Jingqiu said angrily: "Although my Mingyue is not the daughter of a big family, she is also a famous piano talent. She signed a contract with an entertainment company some time ago. I heard that the company plans to promote her. Besides, Mingyue looks so good.

She is beautiful, and her brother has successfully joined the alliance, so how is she inferior to other children?"

You Jingqiu has a son and a daughter. The son is named You Jiaoyang and the daughter is named You Mingyue. They are twins, Xu Xingguang is one year older.

Whether it is a coincidence or intentional, You Jingqiu's two children are named after Xu Xingguang.

Hearing You Jingqiu's words, Xu Zeqing's expression became serious, and he quickly warned You Jingqiu: "You'd better think less unrealistically! What do you think is a wealthy family? A family that can be called a family, less

It is said that they are three generations of aristocratic families. They have used the wealth and knowledge accumulated over several generations to teach their children. Which one of them is not a dragon or a phoenix among people, or a leader among young people?"

"Mingyue may be much better than the children from the families you come into contact with, but compared with those children from aristocratic families who have been standing on the pyramid since they were born, there is still a huge difference." It's not that Xu Zeqing looks down on the children of his own family, it's really

Other people’s children are too good.

Xu Zeqing's words were ruthless and realistic, which made You Jingqiu look a little embarrassed.

She runs a beauty salon. Although she can have enough food and clothing, she can also get in touch with some wealthy ladies and young ladies. But compared with the real wealthy aristocrats, these people are far from the real wealthy aristocrats.

She has never been in contact with the daughter of a truly wealthy family, so of course she doesn't know the difference between her child and him.

You Jingqiu wrapped her coat tightly and watched the nurse push Xu Xingguang into the elevator. She thought to herself: Even if my daughter is not as good as those wealthy ladies, she will definitely live a better life than Mo Yinshu's daughter in the future!

That's enough!

Beside him, Xu Zeqing suddenly walked towards the elevator hall.

You Jingqiu quickly grabbed his arm and asked him: "Where are you going?"

Xu Zeqing said: "Xingguang just woke up, I have to go and have a look."

You Jingqiu suddenly became angry, "Xu Zeqing, don't forget that you almost killed her tonight, do you think she can still be nice to you? Besides, you married me less than three months after her mother died.

, this is also an indisputable fact, she will not forgive you."

You Jingqiu wished that Xu Xingguang and Xu Zeqing would never get along with each other.

But Xu Zeqing said: "No matter what, I am her father, and we are a family after all."

In fact, Xu Zeqing does not want to sever the father-daughter relationship with Xu Xingguang.

You Jingqiu feels that her daughter is a proud daughter of heaven and is worthy of anyone in the world. That is because she has never really come into contact with Xu Xingguang before she became a vegetative state.

Xu Xingguang is not only talented and well-behaved, but also has a peerless face that God chases after him to feed him. Otherwise, he would not have charmed many young men in Yujiang City at such a young age.

You Mingyue's appearance and figure are indeed not bad, and she is quite talented herself, but she is still a bit behind Xu Xingguang.

Not to mention, her mother You Jingqiu is just the director of a beauty salon.

In terms of fame and talent, how can You Jingqiu compare to the beautiful and great writer Mo Yinshu?

When wealthy aristocrats choose their daughters-in-law, the most important thing is the woman's character and family background. One is the daughter of a nationally famous writer, and the other is just the daughter of a small beauty salon owner. Who should be chosen as their daughter-in-law?

It's obvious at a glance.

Xu Xingguang, whom You Jingqiu regarded as a useless chess piece, is still a treasure in Xu Zeqing's eyes.

Xu Zeqing wants to repair the father-daughter relationship between him and Xu Xingguang as soon as possible, and also hopes that Xu Xingguang can successfully marry into a wealthy family and lead the Xu family out of trouble.

*

Last night, the cold wind was covered with frost and snow, covering most of the Xia Kingdom with snow, and the temperature of the entire Xia Kingdom dropped sharply. Only the southern sea area had a mild climate, and the Shenyin Island was even more colorful, looking like a spring.

A man in a floral vest walked into the ward with flip-flops on. He stared at the bloodless man on the bed, his eyes full of compassion, but his voice was smiling when he spoke, "Mr. Huo, congratulations.

, another narrow escape from death.”

The man on the bed had pale cheeks and closed eyebrows. His facial contours were as sharp as a chisel, still showing a dark, eerie, and unapproachable sense of danger. But his thin lips seemed to have been painted with cherry juice.

Red hook people.

Facing the man in the vest's teasing, the man remained silent and didn't even bother to move his eyelids.

Seeing that Huo Wen'an was too lazy to talk to him and the man didn't care, he walked to the bed and sat down, muttering to himself: "Last night, the daughters of the Su family, the Jiang family, and the Murong family were all waiting in the hospital corridor.

He was trembling with fear, as if the emperor was about to die and his concubines were afraid of being selected for burial. You should really go and see it with your own eyes."

"Mrs. Huo is indeed a well-known collector in the world. The wives she has chosen for you are all as beautiful as flowers and jade, and as beautiful as gods. You are so blessed."

"Ha." The young man on the hospital bed finally opened his eyes and cast a lazy and deep look at the man in the floral vest, "Envy? I gave it to you."

Seeing that the young man was finally willing to pay attention to him, Ye Mingluo's eyes crinkled and he said, "I can't bear this blessing."

The young man's eyes were filled with frightening red, just like a fire that was about to be extinguished was burning the last bit of energy, and he was also burning his remaining vitality.

The smile on Ye Mingluo's face gradually faded, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Huo Wen'an, your days are numbered."

Nodding, Huo Wen'an had a calm attitude and said in a calm tone: "Ye Mingluo, who is known as the ghost doctor, can't cure me. It seems that I am really going to die young." They were clearly sad words, but

When it came out of the man's mouth, there was a disdainful indifference.

He didn't seem to care about his own life or death.

It doesn't matter whether you are alive or dead, it doesn't matter.

He is obviously a ruthless person, but he has a heart that is indifferent to life and death.

Ye Mingluo frowned, "Shut your crow's mouth." Ye Mingluo stood up and walked to the window, staring at the blue sea in front of the hospital in trance.

He saw a petrel rushing straight from the cliff into the sea, catching food against the huge waves, and soon flying out of the sea with a fish in its mouth. The look of it fighting for survival reminded Ye Mingluo of the hospital bed behind him.

The man on.

Once upon a time, he was the petrel who was not afraid of wind and rain.

But this fearless Haiyan was eventually defeated by the disease and entered the gate of hell several times.

Ye Mingluo suddenly turned sideways and looked at Huo Wen'an, his eyes lingering on the man's young and stern face for a while before he said: "Azui, just live for yourself in the rest of the time. Go back to Yujiang City and have a look.

OK?"

Hearing this, Huo Wen'an moved his eyes towards the window and stared at the group of flapping seagulls in trance.
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