Sworn not to be a wife: the arrest of the young wife around the world

And I don't want them to recognize Xiaokui and spread her secret.

He won't kill them, but he can still make them never come back and prevent them from knowing Xiaokui's existence.

Xiang Xiaokui was very moved.

Anson was really good to her. After living for a while, she realized that he was a very good man.

He is attentive, considerate, gentle and tolerant.

He would think of everything she didn't think of, and he would help her do it well in advance.

Living with him, she felt that her ability to live was declining. It was because he did everything well, so she didn't need to worry about it.

One day, he also took her to the cemetery.

Only then did she realize that that day was the anniversary of her parents' death, and he took things to heart that she had forgotten.

Hearing him calling mom and dad to her parents' grave, Xiang Xiaokui burst into tears.

This is the first time in so many years that she cried unscrupulously...

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[The story of Junchen and Xiaokui is over, so I should explain everything that needs to be explained.I originally planned to stop writing about them, but many readers hoped that I would write about Jun Ai and Jun Qi.In chronological order, I will write Jun Ai's first, and those who like to read can continue to read, thank you all.The story behind will not be complicated~]

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This is a famous university in London, the Royal Academy.

There are two most famous majors in this school, one is music and the other is art.

Anyone who graduates from this school is a talent that the society strives for.

There have been many musicians and artists here.

Those who can go to this school either have a very high status or are very talented.

Night falls.

The school dance hall was lit with bright lights.

A beautiful oriental girl has just been transferred to the school. She is so beautiful that everyone likes her.

So a large group of men and women decided to hold a welcome dance for her.

Different from the luxury, brilliance, and hustle and bustle of the ballroom, the garden outside the ball looked deserted and gloomy.

A thin, old boy with white clothes, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was sitting in the garden, playing the violin over and over again.

The sound of the violin could not cover up the sound of music coming from the ballroom.

The boy stopped, and he looked in the direction of the ballroom, with envy flashing in his eyes.

He is not qualified to attend such a ball...

"Hey, Tang En, I knew you were here." At this moment a tall oriental boy came.

Tang En stood up, "Lewis, what do you want from me?"

Lewis put his arms around his thin and thin shoulders, "I asked you to go to the dance with me. Everyone in our grade went, but you didn't go."

Tang En lowered his eyes slightly, "I won't go, you know I like to be quiet."

"Come here! Are you worried that everyone will exclude you? But if you don't get in touch with them, how will they know you are good?"

Lewis speaks carelessly, basically saying what he thinks.

Tang En's expression remained unchanged, "I really don't want to go, you go."

Lewis seduced him, "I heard that the one who came was a beautiful little beauty. She also came from China. We are fellow villagers after all. If we don't go, we will be authentic."

"I still have something to do, so I really won't go." Tang En was firm.

He'll never go out of his way to humiliate himself.

"Are you really not going?" Lewis stared at him, as if to see through him.

"En." Tang En was firm.

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