At that time, she accidentally injured her hand, and she went to see her.

Li Ruoxi told her that her hands were not at all, so she should not worry, and she did not look sick at all.

Later, when she learned that Li Ruoxi's hand could no longer play the piano, she kept feeling guilty and wanted to make amends for her.

But this kind of guilt was completely felt no guilt for her at her wedding a year and a half ago, when she watched her snuggle in Li Yanzhe's arms, deliberately pretending to be harmless and pitiful for a male animal.

All of this was calculated behind the scenes.

It's just because she fell in love with her brother who was not related by blood.

Xia Mohan suddenly felt that this so-called friendship and love was so vulnerable.

At the beginning, if Li Ruoxi confessed to her directly, she had no blood relationship with Li Yanzhe, and if she liked her brother, she Xia Mohan would never pursue Li Yanzhe.

Even if she likes Li Yanzhe, for the sake of friendship, she will quit and choose to protect them in obscurity.

But both of them! Li Ruoxi was scheming against her back, and Li Yanzhe didn't trust her at all!

Xia Mohan laughed at herself coldly, she was really blind to the dog's eyes, so she would be sincere to these two people.

Li Yanzhe's secretary Liu Fenglin took Xia Mohan to the sales department and handed it over to the manager of the sales department, and left after a few words.

Xia Mohan was forced to change into a cleaner's uniform, holding a broom and a dustpan in one hand and a rag in the other, cleaning in the sales hall.

Li Yanzhe didn't send her to clean the toilet, which was already a blessing.

Xia Mohan didn't expect that Li Yanzhe's true purpose was to make her lose face.

Because, several daughters and ladies and boys who came to see the real estate recognized her.

When Xia Mohan bent over and was about to pick up a leaflet on the ground, a foot wearing golden high heels stepped on it tightly and didn't let go.

"Yo, isn't this Xia Mohan, the eldest lady of the Xia family, who used to be the chief socialite in our circle?" The woman's voice was raised, instantly attracting the attention of the crowd around her.

"......" Since when, Xia Mohan didn't even realize that he could already swallow his anger.

"This cleaner's uniform is really suitable for you." The woman laughed mockingly.

Xia Mohan lowered his head and frowned slightly, but he still didn't say a word.

And the woman is even more arrogant, before, she was jealous of her Xia Mohan, and was liked by many noble sons as a pearl in the palm of her hand, but now, Xia Mohan has ended up like this, of course she couldn't be more happy.

Xia Mohan raised her eyes and glanced at the woman, and suddenly her eyebrows stretched, and her heart was like water. Why should she care about her ridicule? If she wants to be sarcastic, let her be sarcastic!

She doesn't argue, she doesn't fight, she doesn't make trouble, and this woman won't be arrogant in front of her for long, and she will leave boring to herself.

Xia Mohan thought so in her heart, no longer entangled in the flyer at her feet, but picked up a broom to sweep other places.

Seeing that Xia Mohan ignored herself, the woman was so angry that she kicked over the dustpan on the side.

Xia Mohan was not angry, but silently helped up the dustpan on the ground, and then swept the garbage into the dustpan again.

In prison, she only learned one attitude, that is, she can be as calm as she can do anything.