Seeing that the wedding date was approaching day by day, Zhao Xiran became more and more unstable.

On the street, she always heard some people talking about her, discussing how she was not worthy of Cheng Xiao, and even made up a whole set of her upper history.

Zhao Xiran laughed at first, but as those people played Zhao Lie more and more, her life was gradually affected.

"Isn't this the Zhao Xiran who relied on beauty to get to the top?"

Passing by a bubble tea shop, she was suddenly recognized, and several women surrounded her and judged her like a gorilla in a zoo.

"It doesn't look good!"

The other long-haired woman smiled at this time, "Mimi,......

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