What kind of person is she, Lu Hanting's fiancée?

Some time ago in the office, Lu Sijue once asked her if she wanted to ask this fiancée, at that time she could turn around and leave in a chic manner, but now she finally couldn't help asking.

She wanted to ask the girl who took her place, the girl who was going to have her Mr. Lu, what kind of person she was.

Lu Sijue seemed to have expected her to ask, "She is the daughter of the richest man, beautiful, elegant, knowledgeable, and self-contained, and she is a good match for Ah Ting." ”

"That's... Does she like Mr. Luk? This is Xia Xiwan's biggest concern.

Lu Sijue nodded, "I like it, I like it very much, Ah Ting has been waiting for Ah Ting to come back all the years since he left the Imperial Capital City, no matter what kind of person Ah Ting is, she still loves him persistently." ”

Xia Xiwan felt that this was the answer she wanted, this girl was very good, she should be happy, but when she hooked the corners of her lips, there were still big tears falling down.

All of a sudden, she laughed and cried like a fool.

Lu Sijue got into the car, and several jeeps sped away, slowly disappearing from sight with Lu Hanting.

Xia Xiwan stood in place, watching the jeep leave and go away, she stretched out her little hand to cover her face, hot tears shuttling through her fingertips.

She slowly squatted down, her delicate body hugged together, and she couldn't help herself crying, Mr. Lu, goodbye, never again.

At such a moment, Xia Xiwan is like an abandoned child.

……

After waiting for a while, Aunt Zhao stretched out her hand to help Xia Xiwan, her face full of distress, "Miss Wanwan, let's go back to the house, it's cold outside." ”

When her hand just 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 healer, she knows that she can't do it, and now the toxins in her body have invaded her heart, and she has stepped into the ghost gate with one foot.

However, she did not want to die.

Xia Xiwan looked back on her short life, in fact, she still has a lot of things to do, first of all, she is not a good daughter, she is ashamed of her mother.

Xia Xiwan suddenly remembered the treasure chest on Dean Li Wenqing's side, which was the treasure chest left by Mommy.

"Aunt Zhao, I'm going to the Privy Council, send me to Dean Li Wenqing now, quick!" Xia Xiwan grabbed Aunt Zhao's hand tightly.

Aunt Zhao nodded, "Okay, Miss Wanwan, we'll go now." ”

……

A black nanny car sped down the road in the direction of the Privy Council.

Aunt Zhao was driving, and Xia Xiwan was sitting in the back seat, surrounded by several aunts who took care of her diet and daily life.

"Lao Zhao, there is a car following us!"

Aunt Zhao glanced through the rearview mirror, and there was indeed a car following behind.

Aunt Zhao hooked her lips contemptuously, "Protect Miss, I'll get rid of them!" ”

After speaking, Aunt Zhao stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, changed lanes, and the black nanny car slid into the traffic flexibly and disappeared at the fork in the road.

The red light was already on, the car behind it braked urgently, the sharp braking sound was extremely harsh, and the man in black in the driver's seat quickly took out his mobile phone to call, "Hey, sir, it's lost, the aunt next to Miss Xia is quite vigilant and extraordinary, they are definitely not mortals." ”

Soon, Lu Sijue's deep voice came from the other end, "Where is the village?" ”

"When the black nanny car came out, they all evacuated, and now the village is empty."