There were other guests around, and Lin Meixuan had tears in her aggrieved eyes, “Hao, our five-year relationship almost lost my life in order to save you, why did you treat me like this?”
People who don’t know the inside story will inevitably feel that Situ Hao is not right after seeing it. Others almost even took care of his life when they save him, but he has this attitude.
“I’m too lazy to pretend to be with you.” Situ Hao turned around and left.
Lin Meixuan chased after her, “Hao, are you blaming me?” Back then, I begged you not to divorce Sister Qixi. You insisted on divorce. Now Sister Qixi has chosen Qin Mu. I wish her happiness too. I hope all of us can be happy.”
Situ Hao turned his head to look at her, “I never knew you were so disgusting. You didn’t marry me at the beginning, which was the greatest blessing in my life.” After that, he left with great strides.
Lin Meixuan’s face also became gloomy. She took the initiative to show her goodwill, but she caused him ridicule, and her wife deserved to be snatched away by her brother.
“Xuanxuan, isn’t this Situ Young Master?” Zhen Shiyuan kept paying attention to Lin Meixuan, with a smile on her face, and was kind and friendly, but she was laughing at her niece who was rushing to recognize her in her heart. She actually had a sarcastic face to want to get back with Situ Hao. Her skin was really thicker than the city wall, and even her aunt was admired.
“Auntie” Lin Meixuan knew that the scene just now had been seen, so she deliberately raised her hand to wipe her tears, “I know I was wrong. I can give up my life for five years of relationship. Why did he treat me like this now?”
“Stop crying, my aunt will introduce you to you in the future.” Zhen Shiyuan comforted her.
“Thank you, aunt, it’s better for me.” Lin Meixuan wiped her tears, “I actually want to be with Situ Hao not for myself, but for my aunt.”
“” Zhen Shiyuan was stunned for a moment, where did she start with this sentence
“If I were with Situ Hao, I could help my aunt more.” Lin Meixuan said in a slight voice.
“Aunt” Zhen Xiaorou ran over at this time, holding Zhen Shiyuan’s arm. When she saw Lin Meixuan, her face darkened, “Aunt, why do you talk to such a person?”