On Sunday night, at the gate of the Platinum Hotel in city B, there were crowds and cars coming and going, which was very lively. Ye Qingxia, wearing a black dress and a long silver gray down jacket, came down from the taxi with a small black handbag and a gift bag. She came to give gifts for the finance team leader, so she still wore thick fake bangs, painted a layer of earthy yellow powder, and lit a lot of freckles, like a sesame cake face, which fell into the eyes of the little brother in the hotel uniform at the door. He could not help but frown. After seeing the bronzed invitation in her hand, he moved his eyes, opened the side door for her with a dull face and politely invited her in. As soon as ye Qingxia entered the door, he saw a large poster standing aside with a white iron frame. A guest stood in front of the poster and commented“ What a talented woman! "“ You don't know. I heard that these two people seem to spend a lot of money? "“ Really? " Ye Qingxia looked at the two whispering ladies and had no impression. But what she heard just now seems very interesting. Hey, you can make up a lot of plots. When ye Qingxia approached, she heard, "someone saw her in office with the that Secretary..." lady who spoke was dressed very tacky, but her hair was very fashionable. She had short hair and long bangs, which made her face look very small. She saw Ye Qingxia coming very close, vigilantly stopped talking, raised her eyes and looked at her warily. The fire of gossip in Ye Qingxia's heart has been lit, "Zhang Mi? Zhang Siqing? Or does Gao Qingfeng have a female secretary in the Gao family, also surnamed Gao? " It's a pity that ye Qingxia doesn't know them well. Even if she asks, she probably won't say anything to her except getting two white eyes. Ye Qingxia looked up at the poster. On the poster, Gao Qingfeng is wearing a black suit and holding Lin Zhiman in a white wedding dress. Gao Qingfeng's eyes are cloudy and Lin Zhiman smiles like flowers. Long time no see, Gao Qingfeng is much more mature, exactly the same as the man in the previous life. Lin Zhiman doesn't know how to maintain it. Her skin is white and watery, and her eye waves flow. The most obvious thing is that her ordinary chest is much larger. Of course, it may also be because of sponge or silica gel. Ye Qingxia stared at Lin Zhiman's big chest on the poster for a while, and then turned her eyes to these two faces. In previous lives, Gao Qingfeng pretended to be a grandson and affectionate in front of her; Lin Zhiman pretended to be a sister and obedient in front of her. In fact, secretly, they had already rolled together. It's estimated that these two goods feel very happy secretly behind her. In this life, without her blocking, the two people's names are straight together, which is estimated to be less exciting. Look at Gao Qingfeng's face. It's very gloomy. It looks like forced marriage. Ye Qingxia couldn't help but lift up the corners of her mouth and sneer. Then, ye Qingxia thought that it was these two people who jointly killed her in the previous life. The night of death seemed clear to her eyes. In an instant, the emotions of unwilling, anger and revenge filled her heart, making her expression a little fierce. On one side, the lady who used to gossip looked at Ye Qingxia with her shrewd eyes. Her eyes seemed to be filling her brain with gossip. However, in a few seconds, the light in her eyes went out. Muttered, "too ugly, impossible." Ye Qingxia glanced at her angrily. She is about in her early fifties. She has obvious head lifting lines on her forehead. She has short hair and long bangs. The bangs are ironed into a big roll, making her face very petite. It is estimated that it will cost a lot of money to make this head. Although her clothes are rustic, they are all big brands. The gossip loving lady with long bangs only felt that ye Qingxia's eyes were very deep and dark, with a burst of towering anger, like an unreachable God, which made her tremble. She made up her mind and went to see ye Qingxia. She was wearing a small black gift dress with a lotus leaf skirt. She was graceful, with a silver gray down jacket in her left hand and a gift bag in her right hand. It was obviously just an ordinary girl. Why were her eyes so terrible! This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.

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