Zhong Xin couldn't refuse, so she followed Zhong Qing and Yi Jian and left.
Zhong Xin and Zhong Qing left the theater first, and Yi Jian stood at the end. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and glanced towards the back of the theater silently.
After Zhuo Ran inside saw them all leaving in a hurry, he slowly exhaled and broke out in a cold sweat all over his body!
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"What? What did you say? The young marshal showed up at the theater? He took away Zhong Qing and the eldest young lady of the Zhuo family? How is this possible? Didn't you say that the one who saw it with your own eyes was the eldest young master of the Zhuo family? Why did he change the person when he came out?"
He Anyuan's expression became distorted when she heard the person's return. What on earth is going on?!
Her fists were clenched tightly, and her eyes were full of disbelief!
Why do I always fail to achieve my goal every time I try to do something?
The young marshal clearly went to Peiping, why did he return to city x?
He Anyuan took a deep breath. Out of anger, she stood up suddenly and threw the table to the ground. Her delicately painted appearance showed an indescribable collapse. She felt that she was going crazy.
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"Who can tell me, what is going on?! How did the young marshal come back! Why did he come back?!" He Anyuan looked at Xiaoyun who was standing in front of her with her head lowered and did not dare to speak, and shouted again angrily.
come out!
Does God love someone so much?
What kind of blessing did she have in her previous life? In this life, she was so lucky to have a man who cared for her so much, and every time, she was able to get through every frame-up she suffered calmly.
Now, He Anyuan feels that she is as embarrassed as a clown. She has done so many things, but to no avail!
On the contrary, every time she wanted to do something, she was so calm and let nature take its course!
Is this the difference?
He Anyuan raised her head and took a deep breath. The resentment in her heart that could not be expressed became stronger and stronger!
Is this what people call fate?
Zhong Qingtian had a good life, but she, He Anyuan, was born with such a bad life?
She slowly raised her chin, but she was extremely unbelieving in her heart. She held her hand tightly, her eyes flashing with light: "I don't believe it...I definitely don't believe that this is fate..."
