At night, Xu Zui called her father. Su Qianqian watched her say something passionately on the balcony. Later, they started arguing. Su Qianqian and Su Yue sat in bed and looked at each other.
They looked at each other with some doubts in each other's eyes.
Half an hour later, Xu Zui walked in with red eyes. Su Qianqian was startled and asked cautiously: "Xu Zui, what's wrong?"
Xu Zui's eyes were red, he held his cell phone and gritted his teeth and said: "That old guy is still stubborn now! He won't let me marry him! It's now like this, and he still won't let me marry him!"
Before Su Qianqian could recover, Xu Zui rushed out of the door with her cell phone. She ran so fast that when Su Qianqian put on her clothes and went out, she had disappeared.
"Mommy..." Su Yue looked at her worriedly, "Xu Zui, she..."
Su Qianqian sighed softly, stretched out her hands to hold her son in her arms, and said softly: "This is their housework. As friends, we shouldn't interfere."
Marriage is not a trivial matter, and Xu Zui has indeed thought carefully about it. She has made up her mind. This is indeed a business that has all the benefits and no harm. But why did Xu Zui's father not agree?
This question can actually be understood if you think about it.
Xu Zui’s father didn’t want her to be unhappy.
He was in a high position and allowed Xu Zui to live as he pleased for twenty-seven years. He himself had no intention of letting Xu Zui have a political marriage.
He is indeed a good father.
The next night, Xu Zui did not come back.
At noon on the third day, Su Qianqian read in the newspaper the news that the eldest daughter of the Xu family and the second son of the Luo family, Lin Yucheng, were about to get engaged.
In the newspaper, Xu Zuixiao looked at the camera. Even if the reporter casually took a picture of her beautiful face, it was still beautiful enough to be used as a photo.
Su Qianqian lowered her eyes and looked at the man named Lin Yucheng.
He was very young, with a handsome face and a sunny smile. He was holding Xu Zui's shoulder and looked like they were very familiar with each other. The newspaper did not mention anything Xu Zui had done, but detailed it everywhere.
It describes Lin Yucheng's life story: a child prodigy, a genius, a natural leader, and a genius leader.
Su Qianqian's eyes passed over these boastful handwritings and looked at the news headline: A match made in heaven.
She didn't know if this was a match made in heaven, or why Lin Yucheng was willing to help Xu Zui. She only knew that as soon as this newspaper came out, Xu Zui's life would be almost over.
It is impossible for the Lin family to allow regretful marriage. They cannot afford to lose face, and they will not let anyone lose face to their family.
Their family's power in the central government can be traced back to the founding of the People's Republic of China. This family's intervention can indeed ensure that the Xu family is safe.
Su Qianqian looked at Xu Zui's smile in the photo, and she gradually felt a little uncomfortable.
The girl who used to wave her whip freely in Myanmar finally knew how to fake a smile.
This kind of gambling on a lifetime of growth is really sad.
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Mo Ling was very unlucky when she got up today.
When he got off the hotel bed, the woman he met in the nightclub last night was gone. At the same time, his wallet was also missing - he had met a liar in his relationship!
Fortunately, his cell phone had not been taken away. He took out his cell phone and called Mo Zhen. When he got out of bed, he stepped on the air and fell down - hitting his head.