Chapter Ninety-Eight: Slap in the Face and Reborn Flower Heart Immortal Venerable (2)
"Am I stupid, he obviously hates me, but I still abandon all my self-esteem to make him change his mind, and I got the end I deserved, being ostracized by that group of women, and sharing his man with many women. He is so fraternous and loves so many women around him, how can he care about me who has betrayed him? And I have become his woman, what can I do but wait? It's so hard to be lonely. ”
"I know what you mean, please sign the contract, I will fulfill your wish for you, and you will have to pay the corresponding price, equivalent exchange." Xue Lan nodded to show that she understood, women are always unable to escape the word love.
Speaking of which, she didn't think Ling Xuelan was wrong, after all, no woman was willing to marry a gentleman who didn't know how to learn, and she didn't want to pin her life on someone like that. Being able to tolerate Qin Gehua's entanglement and vexatious troubles for so many years, Ling Xuelan is already excellent.
As for the divorce, even more so, you have taken advantage of other people's girls, and the other party's identity is so extraordinary, do you want me to marry you under all the pressure? It's not cheap.
What's more, Huaxia is a monogamous system, Hua Mei'er must not be able to do it as the little princess of the Hua family, do you want me, the real fiancée, the eldest lady of the Leng family, to make you smaller? Where did you get such a big face.
Speaking of which, it was Qin Gehua's own self-esteem that made trouble, thinking that being divorced by a woman was a lifelong shame, and he was determined to take revenge and come back.
Even if the two of them got together later, this matter was still a thorn in Qin Gehua's heart, and it couldn't be pulled out and couldn't be eliminated.
In the past, Ling Xuelan thought that as long as she was single-minded, she could erase this unbearable past, but she was still too naïve, she underestimated Qin Gehua's careful eyes, and even underestimated a man's self-esteem.
Hearing Xue Lan's words, Ling Xuelan signed her name without hesitation, being a man is too hard and tiring, exchanging her soul for a wanton life, it's worth it-
Seeing Ling Xuelan disappear from view, Xuelan changed to a comfortable position and sat down, and said lightly, "Guoguo, send me over." ”
With a flash of white light, the system space became empty, and if it weren't for the hot tea still floating with white smoke on the table, I'm afraid no one would think that there was once someone here.
Yanjing is the center of political power in China, the capital of all Chinese people, and the most desirable city for people.
Here, with the most mellow wine, the most beautiful women, and the most decent work, it can be called a place that everyone yearns for. Of course, the other side of light is darkness, and everything cannot only have a good side without a bad side, even Yanjing is no exception.
Yanjing has four major families, the Hua family, the Qin family, the Ling family, and the Bai family. The Hua family is the head of the four major families, and the family members are all capable children and grandchildren, each of whom can carry the beam, and only needs enough time to grow up to become a towering tree that shelters the family from the wind and rain.
Among them, there is also a mysterious family in Huaxia - the Wei family, but the Wei family has always been low-key and gradually forgotten, but the magic is that whenever the Wei family starts to move, it will always cause a big storm, and it also makes people remember the strength of the Wei family and be afraid of it.
The four major families suppressed each other and supported each other, and gradually formed a strong momentum, for many years only maintained the surface of peace, and the turmoil continued, but in fact, the inside was already turbulent, just waiting for a suitable time to completely erupt.
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bsp; The marriage between the Ling family and the Qin family is just the beginning, but the real outbreak happened to Qin Gehua, the eldest young master of the Qin family, Qin Gehua is a famous gentleman in Yanjing, who is not good at eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling without learning or skill, but has a fiancée like Ling Xuelan, the first beauty in Yanjing, I don't know how many people secretly say that flowers are inserted in cow dung.
Ling Xuelan's status as the eldest lady of the Ling family is not to mention, but her beautiful and cold face is enough to make all the men salivate, I don't know how many people curse Qin Gehua for dying early in their hearts, so as not to waste this first-class beauty.
Ling Xuelan's identity as the first beauty is really not boastful, although the big family still has a lot of beauties, there are very few who can really compare with Ling Xuelan.
"Miss, the car is ready." On the second floor of the Ling family's big villa, the brightly dressed nanny and aunt knocked on the door, her voice was full of respect, and she quietly hung her head and waited for the movement inside.
"I'll go down later, you go down first!" The cold voice came from inside the door, clear to the ears and without any hindrance, and the nanny and aunt immediately turned around and left the door, and the footsteps were very soft.
Ling Xuelan likes to be quiet by nature and doesn't like to be noisy, so the people below have calmed down a lot, speaking concisely and clearly, and walking very softly.
In the room, a snow-white nightdress is still difficult to hide its bumpy figure of the woman sitting in front of the dressing mirror, the slender and white calves are itchy and unbearable, and the reflection in front of the mirror is a beautiful and cold face, as if it is an iceberg snow lotus on the snowy mountain, cold and inviolable.
Looking deeply at herself in the mirror, Xue Lan's carefully depicted red lips rose slightly, and her snow-white face was a look of peace.
Stretching out her hand to carefully depict her facial features, Ling Xuelan is a superb beauty in herself, and Xuelan's own appearance attributes are not low, this face is becoming more and more seductive.
I think that there were really more beautiful women than Ling Xuelan among Qin Gehua's women back then, so that Ling Xuelan's only advantage was gone, and now, I'm afraid there is no woman who can compare with Xuelan's beauty.
Changed into a navy blue knee-length dress, the skirt was inlaid with a lot of broken diamonds, the slender and straight calves were exposed, and the white high heels under her feet made her figure more and more tall. The long black hair was coiled behind her head, and the sky blue hairpin on her head made Xue Lan look more and more seductive.
Walking downstairs step by step, many servants on the road greeted respectfully, Xue Lan just nodded slightly and did not squint, maintaining the cold style she once had.
"Miss-" The driver had been waiting outside for a long time, and when he saw Xue Lan, he immediately bent down and spoke respectfully.
Ling Xuelan is now twenty-two years old, she has just graduated from college and has already worked in the Ling family's company, she does things neatly and without delay, relying on her own ability to break out of her own status in the Ling family, and she is also a very capable woman. It also proved to the world that she is not a vase with an empty face, but a woman with connotation and ability.
Today is the day when Ling Xuelan goes to the Ling family's hotel, the Emperor Hotel, and it is also the time when the plot really begins. In her previous life, Ling Xuelan did not go to the Emperor Hotel but went elsewhere, so that she missed this good show, and when she knew about it, things had already formed an irreversible trend, and she couldn't even intervene, and she was completely in a passive state.
Now Xue Lan can't just let go of a good opportunity so easily, she always has to join in the fun. Moreover, this time she wants to firmly control the initiative in her hands, and she must no longer be passive, and grasping the initiative is the last word.