Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

An Yuan gently lifted Jasmine's small chin, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "You can choose not to cooperate now, but for Anyang, you don't need to remind me if you will lose, of course you want If you choose to be with me, then you are the despicable person you say."

After finishing speaking, An Yuan shook Jasmine's chin vigorously, wiped her fingertips lightly, looked at Jasmine's blushing cheeks and smiled slightly: "You really look like that hair salon girl, Jasmine This is how you should be."

Jasmine bit the corner of her mouth fiercely and endured An Yuan's humiliation. Such a result was something she never expected. It turned out that what Zhenqi said was right. In fact, a person's birth cannot be changed. If you regard it as an obstacle , no matter how you try to hide it, you will have nothing in the end, if you enjoy it well, there may be an unexpected surprise someday.

Jasmine used to disdain Zhen Qi's words and always felt that they were contrived. Until later, Zhen Qi was disliked by Shao Han's parents because of her birth, and after she made up a perfect birth and was approved by Shao Han's parents, Jasmine felt even more. Zhen Qi's words were so hypocritical, but An Yuan was deeply awakened by such a victory before she had time to show off in front of Zhen Qi.

If I hadn't fabricated my life experience, then I wouldn't have held it in An Yuan's hands now. If, Jasmine smiled disdainfully, if I hadn't fabricated those false beauties, the person who is with Shao Han now is neither Lu Zhenqi nor herself, The long fingertips sank deeply into the palm of the hand, and traces of blood oozed from the edges of the nails. Jasmine looked up at An Yuan: "I will cooperate with you."

An Yuan's expression was very calm, as if this result had been expected for a long time, she gracefully put down the cup in her hand, and An Yuan looked at Jasmine with a playful look: "Why did you find out about it now?"

"I just want to survive. If Song Yu hadn't snatched what should belong to Shao Han, if you hadn't caught me—" Jasmine's eyes fell on the stacked photos, and after a pause for a few seconds, she slowly Slowly said: "In short, you must be safe in this matter, otherwise you and I will not end well."

An Yuan smiled softly, got up and picked up her bag, walked a few steps, stopped, did not look back, and said coldly: "I am not you, I am useless except to sleep with men, you just need to find a lonely woman now." The place you are looking for, let me know when you find it, and I will tell you the rest after I see the place you are looking for."

Jasmine really doesn't like An Yuan bossing her around like this, but since her weakness is in the hands of the other party, she can only respond a little impatiently: "I have to do this little thing, and I will give you the location in three days. There is no time to meet."

An Yuan smiled lightly: "Very good." Then she turned her head to look at Jasmine with an angry face: "Mrs. Shao forgot to tell you that your husband said that day that he didn't want to take you to the press conference. How did you follow me in the end? I think you should be pestering you, how pitiful, you are always worried about the resurgence of your husband and your sisters, so you look very beautiful in the upper class, but you don't feel good in private."

"You." Jasmine didn't expect that An Yuan would say this suddenly, and she was unprepared to be hurt by An Yuan's words again, so she could only look at An Yuan's exaggerated smiling face angrily, and finally fell silent. Sure enough, she was no match for that woman. If such a woman caught Shao Han's attention, a terrifying thought flashed in Jasmine's mind.Jasmine trembled all over, looked up at An Yuan with anxiety, she was really on board a thief ship now.

"Those photos will be given to you as gifts, but because these photos are very commemorative, I also kept a copy for myself. As for whether they will become many copies, it is all up to Mrs. Shao's thoughts. "After speaking, An Yuan looked at the pale Jasmine and laughed wantonly, finally venting all the grievances these days.

Song residence, in the garden.

Chihiro sat on the white swing, looking at the tablet in her hand, while Zhenqi was watering the flowers.

"Jenqi, your fans are almost catching up with my brother." Chihiro, who was scrolling through Weibo, exclaimed in surprise.

"Really, how much is it?" Although she was already happy, Zhenqi felt that she was a celebrity now and she had to be calm, so she pretended to be elegant and asked Chihiro with a black face.

"My brother is only [-] away." Qian Xun said while looking at Zhen Qi with a playful smile.

The corner of Zhen Qi's mouth twitched violently. Yesterday, this girl said that it was only [-] short, and now it is still [-]. The number of fans who love her has not increased overnight, and why does Song Yu's dead turtle hair Weibo compare His face is still clean and he has so many fans, why are those people following him?

"Sister-in-law, don't be discouraged, you are already very powerful, at least you are only [-] short of An Yuan." Chihiro patted Zhen Qi on the shoulder and comforted her, but Zhen Qi did not feel the slightest warmth , Song Qianxun, are you trying to comfort me? It’s [-] worse than your brother, and [-] worse than your ex-sister-in-law. Who are you with? Song Qianxun looked at Zhenqi’s sad eyes, He swallowed involuntarily: "I didn't do it on purpose, actually your fans are very active, at least a lot of people give you likes."

Zhenqi's mood improved slightly, so she waved her small hand: "Where did you like it. Let me see."

But when her eyes fell on the photo of herself flattering Soong Yu just for a raise in salary, and looking at the likes under her caption, the corners of Zhenqi's mouth cramped immediately. Aren't these people really Soong Yu's fans? Why did they all like it when I tweeted that I looked like a dog, but why didn't I like a single one when I posted a photo of myself saying that I was beautiful?

"It's not true." Zhenqi felt that she would never love again.

"Sister-in-law, these are true, you see how popular you are." Song Qianxun comforted her.

"You're enough, Song Qianxun and our friendship is over." Zhen Qi sniffed her nose fiercely. This girl is indeed Song Yu's own sister. Qi kicked the swing frame fiercely, and a tragic cry spread over the Song family.

Zhenqi hugged her feet, sat on the grass with her head pulled, and sobbed, how could she be so unlucky, how unlucky she was, the fans belonged to Song Yu, the money belonged to Song Yu, even now Feng Rong The place belonged to Song Yu, what else did he have, why should he stand with Song Yu.

Chihiro looked at Zhenqi who was sitting on the ground, and sighed softly. In fact, Zhenqi was not easy. When she was not famous, entertainment reporters speculated about her. Now that she is famous, everyone has different praises and criticisms for her. Incoming private messages and comments can be seen everywhere, anyone will collapse under such strong pressure.