How could Huang Xiaojue dare to believe it? He was so anxious: "Take care..."
There was a slight smile in her voice: "Xiaojue, do you remember Mr. Liang? Don't be afraid, you believe me..."
Wang Donglin was shocked.
Mr. Liang, that wretched and boring local man, was eventually sent to prison by Shuanggui.
He was angry and furious that she dared to compare herself to Mr. Liang - indeed, in her mind, she had always been in such a dirty position...
"Xiaojue, let's do this for now. I will come back to you soon. Goodbye."
It was she who took the initiative to hang up the phone, gritted her teeth, and turned off the phone resolutely. She leaned against the wall, with her face, the gentleness in her voice disappeared. She just stared at Wang Donglin.
He stared at her too.
But this confrontation was short-lived, because she was extremely tired and felt dizzy in her head. She slowly lay down and closed her eyes tightly. At this time, she didn't want to show off to him.
Wang Donglin felt relieved. After a while, he sighed secretly and turned around to go out.
She opened her eyes only when she heard the sound of the door closing. Through the glass window, she could see the river view opposite. She was surprised. She had never been to this house before. She really didn't know which of Wang Donglin's caves it was. It seemed that,
He was determined to spend some time with himself.
Huang Xiaojue really couldn't find this house. At that time, he had been staying at the same place, but after receiving Yan Xixi's call, he immediately understood that she was definitely not here. People like Wang Donglin would never own a house.
.He is very cunning, and it will not be easy to find him in a short time.
He pondered for a long time but did not act rashly and immediately drove home.
When she opened the door and went in, Huang's mother was preparing meals in the kitchen. When she saw her son's face looking haggard and coming back alone again, she immediately asked: "Where is Yan Xixi? Didn't I say that I would go home with you to celebrate the New Year?"
Huang Xiaojue was exhausted, "She has something to do and won't be free for a few days."
"Isn't it a holiday? Why doesn't she come back to you? Son, are you two having a conflict?"
"No."
Mother Huang observed the words and said cautiously: "Xiaojue, tell me the truth, are you really having a conflict?"
"Really not."
"If there is no conflict, she will not go home with you? Her mother has died a long time ago. Why is she going home alone? Is she celebrating the New Year alone?"
Huang Xiaojue just covered his head tightly, not knowing how to explain to his parents.
Huang's father came out after hearing the sound. When he saw this situation, he immediately winked at his wife: "It'll be good if Xiaojue comes back. Old lady, go and set the table and start eating right away."
Huang's mother walked into the kitchen angrily, thinking to herself, what kind of airs could this Yan Xixi put on? When she was invited to celebrate the New Year at home, she acted like a big star?
Her impression of Yan Xixi was already bad, but because of this incident, it became even worse. After hesitating for a long time, she couldn't hold it back and walked out again: "Son, there is something I must tell you."
Huang Xiaojue had no intention of asking what was going on, he just looked at her.
"Son, do you know that Yan Xixi owns a famous luxury store?"
Huang Xiaojue's face was full of surprise.
When Huang's mother saw it, her heart suddenly dropped. Sure enough, her son had no idea.
"You know that big luxury store in the city center, right? Zhou Xiaoxuan told me that the owner behind that store was Yan Xixi, and that Wang Donglin opened it for her. I didn't believe it at first, so I asked Xu Xiaoya, but Xu Xiaoya quibbled.
Said that this shop belongs to her, not Yan Xixi’s..."
