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Chapter 35

But for a long time, many different forces have appeared on the dark web, all looking for the whereabouts of the jade pendant in her hand.

Five years ago, her car was shut down in the mountains and she ran into the man who gave her the jade pendant to death and was chased.

It can be seen that his identity is extraordinary.

Although she hoped to find him and clear her guilt of that year, if she rashly contacted those who asked about the jade pendant, she would probably only attract his enemies.

It will even threaten her and the little sweetheart's lives.

Therefore, she had to be extremely careful and could only check those who found her and found the whereabouts of the jade pendant.

But, they are all too hidden and nothing can be found.

Thinking of this, Xia Wanxin's eyes were slightly cold, and she locked the jade pendant into the safe.

I got up and went to the bathroom, planning to have a good sleep.

On the other side, Xia Family Villa.

Xia Siyue bit her lip, kicked the coffee table with venting, and said resentfully: "Xia Wanxin's bad thing woman! Why do you have her everywhere?!"

After hearing about Bo Qingyun's impersonation today, Liu Suyun frowned.

A few days ago, the woman who looked like Xia Wanxin came to their house and took away 50% of Xia Hongzhen's shares and part of Xia Hongzhen's shares in Bo's family.

Now that my daughter is blocking her way, is it intentional or what happened?

Liu Suyun thought calmly, then said, "I think that Xia Wanxin may not be the one who saved Mrs. Bo. Maybe she is also an impostor?"

Xia Siyue's eyes were slightly red, and she interrupted with some dissatisfaction: "What's the use of saying this now? Now in Bo Qingyun's eyes, I am like a clown. I should think of ways to win back my image in his heart.

?”

Liu Suyun patted her back gently: "Don't worry, mom has a way."

Xia Siyue looked at her hesitantly: "What's the solution?"

Liu Suyun Yangmei: "On the weekend, medical tycoon Qian Zhongming will hold a medical dinner in Bishui Lanting. Many heavyweights from the medical field will attend. My mother and the organizer are college classmates. At that time,

I'll ask for a quota for you."

Xia Siyue's face calmed down a little, but asked again: "But what does this have to do with Brother Qingjun?"

Liu Suyun patiently explained: "Bo Qingyun attaches great importance to his autistic son, and he will definitely participate. You happened to know some psychological experts in the past and learn a few. If you can cure his son, he will do your best.

Attitude will definitely change."

As he said, his voice became much gentler: "Don't be so anxious when encountering things. You are a top student at Western Sichuan Medical College. Even if this matter fails, it will not be harmful to know some medical masters, do you know?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Siyue suddenly had hope: "Mom, you are right, don't worry, I will be cautious this time, so that Brother Qingjun will change his view of me."

"Um."

Soon, the most influential medical banquet was held in Bishui Lanting.

Bishui Lanting is a Chinese-style five-star hotel built in the middle of the suburbs. It is lush and quiet because it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. However, the lake view and surrounding greenery have been carefully designed, making it look exquisite and atmospheric.

The quaint and elegant banquet living room has entered one after another. The doorman checked the invitation letter one by one and welcomed the guests in with a smile.

Xia Wanxin came too early. Before Xu Changfeng arrived, he stood not far away and waited.

For a time, it attracted the attention of countless people.

There are some surprises, but also some curiosity.

Amazing is her beauty.

She was wearing a simple and elegant light silver fishtail dress, and the curves of the dress perfectly wrapped around her beautiful figure.

Her body is elegant, like a noble and cold swan, beautiful like a painting by the clear water.

I was curious because she had a face exactly the same as that of Bo Qingyun's fiancée Xia Wanxing, who died five years ago.

"Isn't she Xia Wanxing? Why didn't she die?"

“The temperament is not very similar.”

"If Mr. Bo is here, there will be a good show."
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