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993. Criticism Conference 3

Shi Xin naturally knew what his young lady was thinking, so he smiled and asked deliberately jokingly.

Xia Chiwan rolled her eyes at Shi Xin, this girl was getting more and more weird, and now she even dared to laugh at her like this.

"I won't wear it anymore, maybe someone will come later."

Xia Chiwan shook his head and refused.

Xia Chiwan now is not free after all.

It would be bad if something that appeared suddenly was seen by others and spread to private exchanges. Although Xia Chiwan did not take his reputation too seriously, he did not care about it at all.

There are some things that you should avoid if you can. It will be good for your future.

Especially, in the Prime Minister's Mansion, there is the poisonous snake Yun Qiuqin, who is always staring at him.

"Miss, you are reluctant to part with it, for fear of damaging it?"

Baoqin also laughed at Xia Chiwan.

My young lady is usually too strict. Only when she mentioned Mr. Li, her face showed a hint of shyness, like a normal Yunying unmarried woman.

The two girls felt sorry for Xia Chiwan, so they naturally made fun of Li Xuzhi.

However, Shi Xin and Bao Qin are both measured masters.

Unless the situation is certain to be stable, otherwise, Li Xuzhi's name will not be mentioned easily.

After all, people's words are scary.

The atmosphere on Xia Chiwan's side was harmonious, but on Xia Furong's side it seemed a little gloomy.

"Mom, is there a way to kill that little bitch Xia Chiwan?"

During the day, although Xia Furong didn't express anything, she hated Xia Chiwan in her heart.

If the person who wins the eyes of Princess Chuyun today is her, Xia Furong, then all the things belonging to Xia Chiwan should belong to her, Xia Furong.

"Kill her?"

After several incidents, Xia Furong naturally saw Yun Qiuqin's abilities.

Since Yun Qiuqin is so capable, why not just kill that little bitch Xia Chiwan?

"No, she can't die yet!"

Yun Qiuqin has her own demons in her heart.

To this day, Yun Qiuqin has never defeated Yun Qiandu, so she must let her daughter defeat Xia Chiwan.

Otherwise, Yun Qiuqin knew that until the day she closed her eyes, she would not be able to swallow the breath in her throat.

"Why!"

Xia Furong looked at Yun Qiuqin puzzled.

Looking at Xia Chiwan's scenery and looking at Xia Chiwan's pride, it was simply a kind of torture for her.

"Fu'er, are you afraid of Xia Chiwan?"

Yun Qiuqin narrowed his eyes and looked at Xia Furong sharply.

Just because Xia Furong was afraid of Xia Chiwan and afraid that she would not be able to defeat Xia Chiwan.

So I wish I could borrow Yun Qiuqin's power to get rid of Xia Chiwan as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if a successful leader faces this situation, he will usually play a cat-and-mouse game.

Some cats, when they catch a mouse, do not eat the mouse directly, but let the mouse run away for a while.

The mouse thought it had escaped from the cat's mouth and wanted to escape.

But in the blink of an eye, I entered the cat's mouth again, and the cat let go again.

Some mice died from being played with by cats in this way.

Yun Qiuqin hoped that Xia Furong was the cat, and Xia Chiwan was like the exhausted and scared mouse.

It's a pity that Xia Furong is the frightened mouse now.

Xia Chiwan turned out to be that carefree and naughty cat!

"You are my daughter. With my help, how can you be afraid of her? How can you be afraid of Yun Qiandu's daughter!"

Yun Qiuqin grabbed Xia Furong's shoulders a little madly and shook Xia Furong's body.

"Mom, are you going to strangle me to death?"


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