Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

Zhou Ting stared at her, from head to toe, and from foot to head.

She made no secret of the surprise on her face: this woman is by no means beautiful!

Yan Xixi's head was wrapped with gauze, and the faint dried blood on the inner layer of the gauze was clearly visible.Her eyelids were a bit swollen, her face was plain, her face was sallow, her hair was messy, and the clothes on her body were ordinary in texture and style.Especially the coat, which already looked wrinkled, without any temperament at all.

She just stood there, with her head down, without saying a word, like a person who has been ill for a long time, haggard and haggard.

Zhou Ting was aggressive and used her identity as a "genuine card" to accuse Men Xingshi, but she didn't expect that "Little San" not only didn't have the slightest complacency, but instead looked like this.

Like a strong man, he punched down and suddenly found himself hitting the cotton.

Zhou Ting said lightly, "Sit down."

The tone is not arrogant, but bossy for no reason, just like the queen ordering the subjects around - this woman, the aura on her body is exactly the same as that of Wang Donglin, and she grew up immersed in an atmosphere of extreme privilege, as if the whole world Because they just exist.

It is said that, like Wang Donglin, she started traveling around the world on the special plane of her grandfather's generation when she was three or five years old, met the leaders of many countries, was a guest of honor at various feasts, and had a nanny to serve her for all basic necessities, even if she was traveling. There were also several muscular bodyguards following the trip.

It's the damn superiority.

Yan Xixi finally understood why she hated Wang Donglin so much.

He and this woman are actually a match made in heaven, just right.

Especially the look in Zhou Ting's eyes at this time is clearly the style of the queen's empress - as long as the concubine makes a wrong answer, she will be killed immediately.

In fact, she, Zhou Ting, is not qualified to dictate here at all-but, for a privileged lady like her, she is already used to it in her bones-whether she is qualified or not.

Yan Xixi didn't want to be fucked to death like that female high school classmate of her Zhou family cousin.

So she just stood and glanced at Zhou Ting, but quickly lowered her head again.Zhou Ting could see clearly, her eyes were slightly bloodshot, and she was listless, as if a person was very, very desperate for life.

How desperate must such a young woman be for life to have such indifferent eyes?

Not even a little life.

How can this look like a vixen who is proud of spring breeze?On the contrary, she is more like a chaff than she is.

Zhou Ting was secretly shocked: The woman who called Wang Donglin to cheat and regret her marriage is really the woman in front of her?What was it about her that made Wang Donglin obsessed?

If Yan Xixi is full of energy, beautiful as a fairy, and feels superior when she comes up, maybe Zhou Ting's interest will come right away - the problem is, she is quite hesitant when facing such a sick woman, and she doesn't know what to do. What method to use: Before coming here, the dozens of methods taught to her by her mother didn't work, as if the victory was invincible.

No, those "vixes" who are loved by men in the legend are not the same thing at all.

She suspected that she had identified the wrong person, and reconfirmed: "Yan Xixi, right?"

Yan Xixi nodded, and finally sat down opposite her.

Zhou Ting looked at her in surprise: "Miss Yan, what's the matter with the injury on your head?"