Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

"Mommy, it must be her. Besides her, who else would target the three of us like this." an Yu clenched his teeth and his eyes were a little vicious.

"That little bitch may have hooked up with Han Yue with her charming face."

Zhao Xuan listened and frowned. "Yu'er, regardless of those first, do you remember the conditions you promised me when you entered the entertainment industry?"

An Yu was stunned and said to his mother, "remember, I only have two years to stay in the entertainment industry. After two years, I listen to the arrangement of my family and go to work in the company."

She likes the feeling of being sought after by tens of thousands of people, and her family background can make her star path flat. The only day's thick conditions made her heart beat. In order to enter the entertainment industry, she had to promise her mother's conditions.

Now time flies by, and there is not much left in the two-year period.

"But..."

"No, but." on this matter, Zhao Xuan's attitude has always been tough. "We agreed at the beginning. What's more, do you think it's decent for you to set up a young lady to mix in the entertainment industry? Let you play in those two years. From now on, you must go back to your brother's company."

An Yu bowed his head and his voice weakened, "I know."

She is a piece of flesh on her body. She can't hurt her daughter, but she can't let her do it.

"Yuer, Mommy didn't force you. Now Jane Qing is back. If you don't fight hard, how can you fight her in the future? What's more, do you think the Quan family will accept a daughter-in-law in the entertainment industry?"

After hearing this, an Yu ruthlessly cut off the last trace of her heart, "Mommy, I understand. I will abide by the agreement, but before that, I must find out whether Jane Qing is targeting me, otherwise I can't swallow this tone."

"Yes." Zhao Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

As soon as the mother and daughter finished talking, Yang Xiang's voice came in from the outside. Listening to the messy footsteps, she knew that she was not the only one.

"Second aunt." Yang Xiang came in, saw Zhao Xuan and said hello.

"Anyu, I have something to tell you." Yang Xiang went straight to Anyu with a gloomy face.

Ann said, "what's up?"

"Our announcement and resources were cut. It was Han Shao who gave the order." when Yang Xiang said this, his teeth itched with hatred.

An Yu, "how do you know?"

"When my sister and I went to the company this morning, we just met Han Shao." Yang Xiang said.

An Yu frowned. "We don't have a holiday with Han Yue. Besides, we sign in his company now. What's the good for him?"

"He said we offended the wrong people." Yang Lin came over. She also had a calm face and looked very unhappy.

An Yu opened his mouth and just wanted to say something. When Yu Guang saw the man at the door, his face turned black.

"Jianqing, you dare to come back." seeing Jianqing, Yang Xiang looked like a lit bomb.

Jian Qing walks in, ignores Yang Xiang's fierce eyes, raises his eyes and sweeps around. He doesn't find old master an and Qiu Bo in the living room.

One side, Xiang Cheng, who had been sitting quietly on the sofa since he entered the door, saw the dark light in his eyes when Jian Qing appeared.

"Jane Qing, there's something you should be honest about." an Yu stood up and looked at Jane Qing head-on. "Did you make a ghost in Han Yue?"

Jian Qing's eyebrows are light, Han Yue?

Xiaojing's friend?

"Anyu, don't ask. It must be her. Who else has been targeting the three of us except her." Yang Xiang stared at Jian Qing with a gunpowder tone.

"Oh!" Jane Qing sneered, looked up at them, and finally fell on Yang Xiang. "Your character is so bad. I think many people want to target you. How can you think it's me? Am I good-looking to bully, huh?"

"You... Jianqing, I tell you, don't play tricks here." Yang Xiang was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe. He wanted to rush up and tear Jianqing's mouth.

With a smile, Jane Qing lifted her feet and walked directly upstairs.

"If you don't speak clearly, stop." Yang Xiang's sharp voice came from behind.

Jian Qing's eyelids drooped gently, covered the anger from the bottom of his eyes, moved his steps gently and avoided Yang Xiang's hand.