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4,4.(2/2)

Liang Yan hugged her shoulders affectionately: "Siyue, I saw that you were upset and wanted to persuade you. Gu Xueden is in the spotlight. I thought about it. What he said last night was probably to scare you to vent his grievances.

, given his current position, you know how valuable marriage is, how could it be used as a means of revenge, right?"

Xu Siyue had a headache when she heard Gu Xuechen's three words, and raised her chin proudly: "It's best like this."

Liang Yan smiled: "Then you go in first. Yang Yu and the others are here. I'll go find you after saying hello to the elders."

Entering the opera house, outside is the circular reception room, and further inside is the auction venue. Xu Siyue's fingers were holding the bag very hard, her thin back was straight, she turned a blind eye to the eyes around her that were looking at her, and her red lips were tight.

As I stood, I kept thinking in my heart.

My aunt's aura never fails and she will always be a top socialite.

When my aunt was the leader, you and I were all scum.

In line with the name of charity, the living room was decorated as a low-key and simple reception, but it did not prevent the women from competing for beauty. Xu Siyue saw a pair of bright diamond earrings from a distance, which belonged to one of her former little sisters, Yang Yu.

There were dozens of people next to Yang Yu who were also her acquaintances. They often played with her back then. She was generous and loved to pay for the bills, and she had the best family background. Naturally, she was in the C position in the circle of sisters.

Xu Siyue relaxed a little and walked straight towards them. However, before she reached them, she heard Yang Yu's unconcealed sneer.

"What do you think she is going to do when she returns to China? To humiliate herself? Is she expecting to continue to be a domineering little princess?"

"The little princess is definitely hopeless, and the lost dog is about the same. Didn't everyone say that Xu Cheng sold her? I wonder if she was sold to some wretched grandfather as his love interest."

"I feel disgusted when I think of how arrogant she used to be. She deserves to be thrown into the mud."

Yang Yu agreed, and hummed with satisfaction: "Her mother was just a third-rate painter, and she only gained fame because she died early. I spent money to buy that painting just to wait for the opportunity to embarrass her. Today

I just happened to catch it, but I don’t know if Miss Xu, who sold herself as a love interest, has a few dollars left in her bag and dares to come——"

Xu Siyue stood three meters away, staring at Yang Yu expressionlessly.

She slowly breathed a sigh of relief, took out a small box from her handbag, opened the lid, poured out a very small candy, and put it between her lips reservedly.

The sour and sweet taste of grapefruit immediately fills the mouth, diluting the original bitterness in the mouth.

Yang Yu was getting excited as he spoke, with the most proud smile on his face. Xu Siyue hooked the tip of his tongue and just managed to swallow the candy.

It's useless to calm down.

The next second, Xu Siyue decisively picked up a glass of brandy from the table next to her, stepped forward with her slender legs, her high heels clanging on the ground, and she was close to Yang Yu's side in a few steps.

She neatly stretched out her hand, grabbed Yang Yu's shoulder, raised the wine glass high, and poured it directly over her head.
Chapter completed!
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