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

Today, she held this party, and the people who came were all her friends, and the smiles on her face were all sincere, not hypocritical.

She felt warm in her heart, and she couldn't help thinking, even if she couldn't become good friends with Huo Ziming, if she could gain the friendship of so many people, this party would not be in vain!

Seeing that it was already 35:[-] and no one came back, Jasmine gave an order to an old servant to keep looking at the door, and then walked inside with her fluffy skirt.

She was very excited, and her heart was filled with the joy and joy of seeing Huo Ziming again.

But Jasmine didn't know that just after her figure disappeared at the door, only 5 minutes later, a figure slowly walked over.

It's Song Xiaoxue.

Song Xiaoxue also dressed well today, specially wearing a pearl white skirt and a huge lace flower on her head.

It's just that the panicked expression on her face always seemed a bit weird.

The old servant guarding the door saw a little girl approaching, and subconsciously thought that she must be the lady's friend, so he raised his hand: "Excuse me, are you my lady's friend?"

"Yes!" Song Xiaoxue replied solemnly, and took out the card from her small handbag.

The old servant had already received an explanation from Miss Jasmine, saying that anyone with a card would be allowed to come in.

Because Jasmine's eyes were dazzled at the door, and she couldn't figure out who came and who didn't, so she specially instructed the old servant like this.

Therefore, the old servant let Song Xiaoxue in with confidence.

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As soon as Song Xiaoxue entered, she felt that Situ Moli really spent a lot of time carefully arranging the venue.

Everywhere is arranged like a Nordic winter fairy tale, with a large fireplace, bright and comfortable tapestries, and even snowflakes floating in the sky.

A lot of money is spent just by looking at it.

She couldn't help being envious and jealous in her heart.

From a distance, she saw Jasmine wearing a very high-grade dress, talking to a few girls in the crowd, smiling like a flower.

Huo Ziming, on the other hand, stood in a corner, folded his hands, and stood there leisurely.

Then, cheerful tunes sounded in the living room, some girls were dancing, and some girls were tasting the delicious snacks prepared in the buffet area over there.

Song Xiaoxue looked around, found an unobtrusive corner and walked slowly to the courtyard on the first floor.

Among the flowers and plants, she looked around, looking for what she wanted to find.

Sure enough, she found it very quickly, the big ball of snow-white fur, Jasmine's favorite Persian cat, Xiao Mi, was indeed there.

Song Xiaoxue knew that Jasmine would not be willing to hide Xiaomi when she was having a party.

But Xiao Mi is easily nervous, so Jasmine will definitely put it in the garden.

She walked over gently, raised her arms and hugged Xiaomi.

Because Song Xiaoxue and Jasmine used to have a very good relationship, Xiao Mi didn't even bother to be wary, nor did she call out.

Song Xiaoxue put Xiao Mi in a big paper bag that she carried with her, and walked slowly up to the second floor.

Song Xiaoxue had been to Situ's house before, so she knew the structure of Situ's house very well.

Soon, she hid Xiao Mi, and then walked down the stairs slowly.

But while walking down the stairs, Jasmine saw her.