Such an angry look was something Xu Youran had never seen before in all the years she had been with him.
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Xu Youran looked at the woman standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. The woman turned out to be Shen Qingqing. She was wearing a white embroidered dress. She was more beautiful than before. It seemed that Shen Qingqing had also noticed her, with a smile on her face. He became colder and colder. He just glanced at her and turned his face away.
Such disdain and indifference made Xu Youran shudder, and in his mind, he remembered what Shen Qingqing had said to her that day.
"Xu Youran, everything you have now was stolen from me!"
They were all stolen from her, including Huo Tingxiao's favor and promise.
Shen Qingqing's cold words echoed in her mind like a nightmare. She was so scared that she clutched Huo Tingxiao's clothes tightly, and her slender finger bones turned white.
Seemingly sensing Xu Youran's fear, Huo Tingxiao lowered his head and asked softly, "Youran, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"I don't, I'm just not used to such gatherings!" Xu Youran said softly.
Looking at her appearance, Huo Tingxiao couldn't help but frown. He looked across the crowd at the woman at the floor-to-ceiling window, and then at her and Lu Hanchuan, who were close together, and his phoenix eyes became colder and colder.
But what he remembered was that night when Shen Qingqing cried and called Ayan¡¯s name, and those words¡ª¡ª
Huo Tingxiao, let me tell you one last time, Ayan is the person I love most in my life. Remember clearly, he is my favorite!
Suddenly, the temperature around Huo Tingxiao's body seemed to have dropped several degrees, which could freeze someone to death.
The exchange between the two people was full of waves and undercurrents, but the banquet hall was filled with singing and dancing.
At this moment, Su Yingxue slowly walked towards her with the support of Rong Wanwan. Su Yingxue was still wearing the dark embroidered cheongsam. Her face still looked very young, as if the years had not left any trace on her face. How many traces are left?
There is a smell of a noble lady from aristocratic family in every gesture.
"Miss Shen, can we talk?" She said softly, and then added, "What Wanwan did was really wrong today. When I get home, I will definitely punish her!"
Shen Qingqing turned back and looked up into Su Yingxue's eyes. In those eyes, she could clearly see calculation and disgust. It was more like she was looking at another person through her.
And that person should be her biological mother, Shen Suxin.
She was slightly startled and had some doubts in her heart. The person who had scolded her just now actually said in front of her that he wanted to go back and teach her daughter a lesson. What on earth did she mean?
Although she didn¡¯t understand, Shen Qingqing¡¯s face remained calm.
"It's just a trivial matter. I won't get angry with Wanwan. There is really no need for Aunt Rong to get into trouble with Wanwan because of this matter. She also misunderstood me because she listened to other people's words. So I don't Blame her!" Shen Qingqing looked at Su Yingxue in front of her with vague eyes and her voice was cold.
But Su Yingxue heard what she meant. There was forbearance and disdain in her old eyes, but she didn't hide it at all.
Shen Qingqing just smiled faintly. Rong Jingyan's mother hated her so much. It was definitely not as simple as it seemed. There must be something else going on in between, it must be!
Su Yingxue snorted coldly, but after a moment of silence, she spoke again. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com