Today is the wedding ceremony of the Xia family’s chief CEO and Shaodong of the Dugu family.
It is said that this will be the wedding of the century.
Inside and outside the auditorium, there was an endless stream of people coming and going.
In the dressing room, Xia Muqing looked at herself in the mirror calmly.
From her face, there was no trace of joy, nervousness or anticipation about the upcoming marriage, it was as calm and calm as ever.
Xia Muqing is beautiful, there is no doubt about this, she is even more beautiful than her sister Xia Muling.
Her skin is delicate and fair, her small face and her big eyes look a bit pitiful unless you look carefully. But only if you look closely can you find the perseverance in these eyes that does not suit your age.
The long eyelashes tremble slightly, stirring people's hearts.
The small lips are red without pimples, tempting people to pick them.
The smooth short hair was styled, slightly curled, and wrapped around the small face, adding a bit of feminine softness.
This kind of Xia Muqing does have the ability to make women jealous when men go crazy, but her background has destined her to never get the so-called happiness in her life.
But such a face is the main reason why her life cannot be peaceful!
She still remembered what he said to her when she first met the tall and majestic man who claimed to be her father.
"From today on, you are the daughter of my Xia family. But you are not just our daughter. I want you to protect Lingling forever in your life and prevent her from any harm!"
She also remembered his entrustment before his death.
"From today on, the Xia family is in your hands. Your responsibility is to guard it well and return it to Zhao in perfect condition when Lingling turns eighteen!"
That man's voice has always haunted me, and I still can't forget it.
He stood up gently, walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the busy traffic downstairs.
It is rumored that the former CEO of Xia's family has a harmonious family, a virtuous wife, and two precious daughters, which has become a legend.
The fact is that the wife of the former CEO of the Xia Corporation looks virtuous and generous, but in front of Xia Muqing, she is just a crazy woman with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
As for those two precious daughters...
One hurt her to the core because she was his own flesh and blood, and the other got his sideways glance because she looked a bit similar to her daughter.
But can the favor obtained by having a face similar to others be considered favor...
hehe.
Taking a deep breath, if she remembered correctly, her sister's eighteenth birthday was in one week, and it was also the time for her to hand over all this to her.
After that, she will leave here. After being busy for half her life, she just wants to find a place where no one is and live a good life.
And today's wedding is just to pave the way for Mu Ling and help her deal with the Dugu family that has been trying to make a move...
Just as he was thinking about it, Xia Muling pushed open the door and entered.
"Sister..." she called softly, as softly as ever.
Xia Muqing slowly turned around and smiled lightly, a formulaic smile, but the smile did not reach her eyes.
Looking at her smile, Xia Muling only felt hate!
It was such a hypocritical smile that took away everything from her.
but……
It will be over soon...
Looking at the steaming milk in front of her, Xia Muling smiled sincerely.
"Sister, have something to drink, or you'll be hungry all day." Stepping on the wool carpet under her feet, she walked slowly into Xia Muqing. Xia Muling's smile was as pure and beautiful as a bell.
Xia Muqing didn't think much, she gave her a shallow smile, picked up the cup, put it to her mouth and raised her head.
The quilt is gradually bottoming out...
Putting down the quilt, Xia Muqing asked softly: "Where is Dugu Lin?"
Today, he is the protagonist.
"What, Qing'er missed me?" Xie Si's laughter came, and Dugu Lin walked slowly to the door, approaching Xia Muqing and Xia Muling step by step.
Dugu Lin is very handsome, he is the type of handsome man. His bronze skin, high bridge of nose, frivolous red phoenix eyes, and ruthless thin lips are his assets.
He is now wearing a very neat, straight suit, but it is not the groom's attire.
Xia Muqing watched him walking slowly, frowning in confusion. She was about to ask something, but suddenly she felt dizzy all the time, and something with the smell of rust kept coming to her mouth. She gritted her teeth tightly, and the red
The liquid still dropped from the corner of his mouth.
"Well..." He groaned in pain, closed his eyes, and awkwardly held on to the table beside him, feeling that his chest was suffocating.
"Lingling, thank you for your hard work."
Dugu Lin's words rang in her ears, and Xia Muqing suddenly raised her head.
If she doesn't know what's going on at this time, then she is not worthy of being the CEO of this group...
Looking at Xia Muling who was leaning against Dugu Lin with a sweet smile on her face, Xia Muqing wanted to open her mouth to question, but as soon as she opened her mouth a little, blood flowed out and instantly stained the snow-white wedding dress.
Dugu Lin's body stiffened for a moment, but he covered it up well. He just looked at Xia Muqing falling down bit by bit, and then said to Xia Muling gently: "Lingling, thank you for your hard work, sleep."
Bar."
Then, he used his hand as a blade and hit Xia Muling on the back of the head.
Xia Muling felt her eyes go dark, and she fell straight down before she could react.
Xia Muqing's consciousness is still there.
She grabbed the edge of the table tightly with both hands and looked at Dugu Lin coldly.
There is no hatred, only boundless indifference.
Dugu Lin slowly approached her, stretched out his hand to lift her little face, and gently caressed her with his fingertips, "Poor Qing'er, I really love you!"
Xia Muqing's vision became increasingly blurry, but her thoughts became clearer and clearer.
She heard him say, "But..."
The following words were not heard, and her world lost its sound.
Dugu Lin looked at Xia Muqing who fell limply in his arms, and smiled, but with a bitterness, "But, I love power more."
