Ivanxia took a deep look at An Xiaoruo and said, "You will regret it." Ivanxia would never be gentle to An Xiaoruo again, because this was An Xiaoruo's choice.
The group of people disappeared on the street in England, and An Xiaoruo felt an unprecedented uneasiness. She didn't know whether her choice this time was right or wrong.
In the study room of the Director's Building of Shengyu Noble Academy.
A gorgeously dressed beautiful woman held dozens of information packets in her hand and looked through them again and again, with a bit of joy in her beautiful eyes: "It seems there will be a good show tomorrow!!"
Standing next to the gorgeously dressed beautiful woman were several men in leather suits, seemingly respectfully waiting for orders.
"Madam, then, do we need to take the madam's brother and sister-in-law out of the DCR?" Man A in the suit asked.
"You guys will go pick them out later! We must also let the young masters from the Twelve Nobles and the Royal Highness of the British Royal Family enter the death classroom tomorrow. I believe that the old woman will be happy to let him
Let her enjoy her old age with her son!" Her beautiful eyes radiated a frightening cold light again, and she smiled coldly without a trace of emotion.
"So, where is the lady?"
"Take him away secretly and send him to the Fanyin tribe when the time comes. Consider it my compensation for him!"
The beautiful woman sighed quietly. He had never cared about this daughter. Even after she was born, she was thrown to her brother and sister-in-law. Just because that child was not born to the person she loved. Her birth was just
An accident, even, now she is taking advantage of it.
The beautiful woman thought of that peerless, independent, handsome and immortal man again. She just hated herself for not cherishing him in front of her, but she still couldn't stop thinking about that gentle but cold man.
The king of the foreign tribe of Fanyin, the beautiful woman also saw his ruthlessness, but it was she, An Xiaorou, who betrayed him in the end.
The beautiful woman sat down feeling deeply guilty and helpless.
(Tang: Yes, An Xiaoruo’s mother’s name is An Xiaorou. Unfortunately, she is no longer the gentle and touching An Xiaorou she used to be. Her heart has been blinded by hatred.)
A pure black limousine was driving in front of the Holy Feather Academy, with a dazzling aristocratic black feather logo affixed to the windshield.
An Xiaoruo looked at this familiar environment through the car window and couldn't help but feel nostalgic. After being homeless for half a year, everything here is still so familiar, but this kind of life is no longer suitable for me.
As Sheng Yu drove the car at night, his peripheral vision fell on An Xiaoruo's face. Looking at her lost expression, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
"nothing."
An Xiaoruo had no choice but to pretend to smile, but her lavender eyes were completely devoid of the anticipation and excitement that she had when she first entered Shengyu. Did the passage of time change her? Or...
Sheng Yuye didn't ask again. Since she didn't want to talk, he didn't want to ask any more questions.
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