Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

During this week, Huanyan followed her mother's instructions to go to those famous brand stores that Xiaoyu often went to.

Try to dress in the same way as her, speak in the same tone, and try to get acquainted with people in my sister's previous life circle.

At this moment, Huanyan knew how extravagant her sister was spending money.

She can cost hundreds of thousands of dollars for just a single coat, and took off millions of custom-made jewelry without blinking an eye. However, Huanyan clearly knew that her sister's face was unhappy. If she wasn't so unhappy, how could she be so crazy? Fighting with myself next to the railing, and then falling into the sea!

It is because people want to compete for fame and wealth, and want to get this luxurious life, and think that this is the only way to be happy, but does money really bring people happiness?

Huanyan made up her mind in her heart, she gave herself one year, and within one year, she would earn back the pension money left for her parents from Situ Chenjue!

Then, she was going to divorce him, leave here, and never come back!

She stepped on her sister's favorite brand of high-heeled shoes, and felt that her feet were bloody and painful when she was stabbed on the road like a little mermaid.

On this day, Huanyan came back from another day of shopping outside.

Open the door with the key, the maid Xie Ma is already waiting at the door respectfully, bowing: "Young Mistress, you are back!"

Immediately, like a robot, he took over the white fur coat on Huanyan's shoulders.

Huan Yan was not used to it for a while, but in order to play the image of her sister, she still handed the coat to Xie Ma.

Xie Ma's figure quickly disappeared.

These few days, Huanyan lived alone in Situ Chenjue's mansion.

It's also her luck that Situ Moli, Situ Chenjue's most precious daughter, recently went on an autumn trip and was away for half a month, otherwise she probably wouldn't be able to stay for a day.

When I came to this villa on the first day, Huan Yan was almost dazzled.

So many precious works of art, many of which she learned in books, were bought by mysterious buyers, and she didn't know where they were hidden.

But I didn't expect that I could still see the real thing in my lifetime.

Ivory carvings, Indian Buddha statues, crystal crowns, pearl antiques...

However, she could clearly feel that no one in this house liked her.

She wants to know more about her sister's life, but whenever she finds an opportunity to chat with Xie Ma and other maids, she sees their vigilant expressions.

Obviously, they are wary of themselves.

Huanyan knew that the current self must not act rashly.

She was sitting alone at the empty dining table that could accommodate ten people and eating those carefully prepared dishes. She just felt lonely, extremely lonely, and could hear the sound of the clock passing by every minute and every second.

This is loneliness.

The life of a lonely canary bird...

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Thinking that tomorrow is the day when Situ Chenjue will come back, he can't help but sigh in distress.

In the past few days, I went shopping outside every day, wearing high heels, and my feet were blistered, which was painful.

Thinking of this, Huanyan angrily tore off her stockings in the hallway, kicked off her high heels, and kicked them far away.

She couldn't help laughing when she heard the high heels hit the wall with a crisp sound and rolled to the side.

There was a burst of joy in her heart, she was really fed up with this kind of life!

In the famous brand shop, chatting with those ladies hypocritically.