Lu Sijue once asked her in the office some time ago if she wanted to ask her fiancée. At that time, she could turn around and leave calmly, but now she couldn't help but ask.
She wanted to ask what kind of person the girl who took her place, who was going to have her Mr. Lu, was.
Lu Sijue seemed to have expected that she would ask, "She is the daughter of the richest family. She is beautiful, elegant, knowledgeable and well-educated. She is a perfect match for Ating."
"Then...does she like Mr. Lu?" This is the question that Xia Xiwan is most concerned about.
Lu Sijue nodded, "I like it, I like it very much. Over the years since A Ting left the Imperial City, she has been waiting for him to come back. No matter what kind of person he is, she still loves him persistently."
Xia Xiwan felt that this was the answer she wanted. This girl was very good and she should be happy. But when she raised the corners of her lips, big tears still fell down.
All of a sudden, she was laughing and crying like a fool.
Lu Sijue got into the car, and several jeeps sped away, taking Lu Hanting with them and slowly disappearing from sight.
Xia Xiwan just stood there, watching the jeep leave and go away. She stretched out her little hands to cover her face, and hot tears flowed through her fingertips.
She slowly squatted down, hugged her delicate body into a ball, and cried so hard that she couldn't help herself, "Mr. Lu, goodbye, never see you again."
At this moment, Xia Xiwan was like an abandoned child.
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After waiting for a while, Aunt Zhao stretched out her hand to help Xia Xiwan, with a look of distress on her face, "Miss Wanwan, let's go back to the house, it's cold outside."
As soon as her hand touched Xia Xiwan, Xia Xiwan fell directly into Aunt Zhao's arms.
Aunt Zhao was shocked, "Miss Wanwan! Miss Wanwan, what's wrong with you?"
Xia Xiwan is a doctor. She knows that she is dying. Now the toxins in her body have invaded her heart, and she has stepped into the gate of hell with one foot.
However, she didn't want to die.
Xia Xiwan looked back on her short life. In fact, she still had a lot of things to do. First of all, she was not a good daughter. She was unworthy of her mother.
Xia Xiwan suddenly remembered the treasure box at Dean Li Wenqing's side. It was the treasure box left by Mommy.
"Aunt Zhao, I want to go to the Privy Council Academy. Send me to Dean Li Wenqing now, quickly!" Xia Xiwan held Aunt Zhao's hand tightly.
Aunt Zhao nodded, "Okay, Miss Wanwan, let's go now."
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A black nanny car sped down the road, heading towards the Privy Council Institute.
Aunt Zhao was driving, and Xia Xiwan was sitting in the back seat, surrounded by several aunts who took care of her food and daily life.
"Old Zhao, there is a car following us!"
Aunt Zhao glanced through the rearview mirror and saw that there was indeed a car following her.
Aunt Zhao curled her lips contemptuously, "Protect your lady, I'll get rid of them!"
After saying that, Aunt Zhao stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, changed lanes, and the black nanny car nimbly slid into the traffic and disappeared at the big fork in the road.
The red light was already on, and the car behind suddenly braked. The sharp brake sound was extremely harsh. The man in black in the driver's seat quickly took out his mobile phone and called, "Hey, sir, I've lost track of the aunt next to Miss Xia."
Alert and capable, they are definitely not ordinary people."
Soon, Lu Sijue's deep voice came from the other end, "Where is the village?"
"When the black nanny van drove out, they all evacuated, and now the village is empty."