Hidden Marriage in a Rich Family: The Daughter Wife of a Billionaire CEO

The aunt didn't seem to believe it, she snorted coldly, rolled her eyes a few times, thinking.

"That girl looks familiar, don't you think so?" Another aunt also spoke up.

"Well, I also think it looks familiar, as if it often appears on TV, but it is not a celebrity."

The leisurely and broken words spread, and the aunt who wanted to matchmaker hurriedly said goodbye and left in a hurry.

If it had been five or six years ago, then Murong Wu could guarantee that she was a household name. After Qiao An passed away, she would no longer accept any film and television works, but at that time the exposure rate was quite high. In recent years, she has always deliberately avoided reporters. The exposure rate is gone, and the popularity will naturally drop. Thinking of the past few years, no matter where she went, passers-by would recognize her. In recent years, she has indeed become much cleaner.

"You said that if this girl really married Wenxiu's stupid son, then her life would be over."

"Who says no".

"It seems that Wenxiu is eyeing this girl and going to discuss with her husband."

Several aunts made a bunch and talked in a low voice.

"Cuihua, you have saved many girls in the past few years, which is considered a blessing."

Cuihua is the proprietress, looking at the aunts happily, and then looking back at the direction where Murong Wu disappeared, with a vaguely worried expression: "In the past, those girls were accompanied by someone, but today this one is alone, so I can't hide." There's nowhere to hide, and now it's so dark, she has nowhere to go."

After talking, the aunts fell silent for a while.

"Cuihua, this girl seems to be a child of a good family, please take care of her."

The proprietress nodded solemnly.

This happened more than once.

Several aunts also dispersed and went home separately.

Night, a quiet.

After Murong Wu returned to the room, the proprietress came to remind her to pay attention to personal safety, she thanked her and closed the door tightly.

At about one o'clock in the morning, Murong Wu felt that everyone else was fast asleep, so she got up and jumped out of the window, because they were all bungalows, so it was more convenient to come in and out, Murong Wu was like walking on flat ground.

Walking to the corner of the alley, I vaguely saw two black shadows coming from the other side. I took a few steps back and looked at the cat in the corner. Isn’t this the old lady who is going to match her tonight? After a while, they really went to their own room, but they had to go all the way in vain, asking for someone, no, asking for money, and they had already given the things to the proprietress to take care of.

Since there are more important things to do, I ignore them and let them play by themselves.

The further east you go, the houses become sparser and sparser, and the atmosphere seems to become a bit weird.

Already at the end of the village, there is a thatched cottage standing alone in the grass that is almost shoulder to shoulder, with a faint light shining inside, Murong Wu walked forward with all her spirit, and suddenly stopped, her eyes Slanting horizontally, he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it towards his right rear, then quickly pulled out a grass, turned around and rushed up.

Although the surrounding grass was tall, it was very sparse. Murong Wu seemed to see a very familiar movement in a trance, she was taken aback for a moment, and a gun appeared in front of her eyes the next moment.

It's the action of drawing the gun, she is so familiar with it, maybe they didn't even realize it, when they draw the gun, there is always a subconscious bluffing action, she didn't understand what it meant at first, and thought it was a waste of time , It was later discovered that their speed was so fast that it surpassed what the eyes could see. When you were still thinking about whether he would hold a gun, the muzzle of the gun was often pointed at you.