After losing the horse, the full-level boss was forced to hang up on the hot search

Chapter 320 Murder

Fortunately, Fu Jin moved quickly and pushed the seat back. The soup only slightly stained the skirt corner of the dress.

Xi Hua remained calm the whole time, without frowning.

Everyone who happened to see it: "..."

Mrs. Ling Si breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried up and said, "I'm really sorry, the waiter's hands and feet were messed up, which made you suffer."

The waiter was at a loss, she obviously kicked her again, but she is a waiter, it is wrong to pour wine on the guests, she can't quibble, otherwise she will be taught a lesson by the leader and deduct money later, so she can only bow her head and apologize.

Xihua looked at the wine stains on the dress, looked up at the waiter who had something to say but couldn't say it, and then at Miss Liu's family who "coincidentally" passed by and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows lightly: " Nothing, just drinks, go to work!"

The waiter was ready to be scolded, but the other party didn't say anything, and was stunned for a moment.

But he didn't dare to wait any longer, he said humbly again, and left quickly.

Xihua got up.

Mrs. Ling Si was afraid that the other party would say "Let's go first", so she immediately smiled and said: "I know that there are many people and it is easy to cause problems, so I prepared a clean dress. There is a silver pink V-neck. You must look good in it. I will accompany you." to change."

Xihua doesn't like others being too enthusiastic.

But I also want to see if there is any interesting link behind this Miss Liu's efforts to splash her all over her body, so I agreed.

The Fu family wanted to follow, but their fiancée also pressed her down.

Seeing that Xihua was leaving with Mrs. Ling Si, Ms. Liu immediately followed and found the aunt who was in the bride's dressing room.

She started her performance: "Our Xinwen is so beautiful!" Sighing slightly, she continued in a low voice, "If Mu Xihua hadn't been plotting and provoking everywhere, Xinwen would have been able to be her Miss Zhao family in a good way, and she can be in the future. It's better to marry! Who would dare to humiliate her casually? Let alone at her wedding."

When the aunt heard that something was wrong, she looked at the bride with exquisite eyebrows and eyes in the mirror and her eyes immediately sank: "Who bullied her just now?"

Ms. Liu seemed to suddenly realize that she had said something wrong, she quickly covered her mouth, said "nobody" in embarrassment, turned her head and left the dressing room.

The aunt naturally wanted to ask the question to the end, so she immediately followed.

It's in the lounge two rooms away.

Just as Xihua was about to enter the dressing room to change, someone called Mrs. Ling Si at the door.

"There are so many guests to entertain, of course I'm busy, you go, I'm fine by myself."

Mrs. Lingsi hesitated for a moment, but thinking that she would understand some things without saying anything, she smiled and said, "I'm really sorry, then I'll go over."

When Xihua came out after changing her clothes, she saw her aunt staring at her with a serious face.

Really, quite unlucky.

Xi Hua glanced at her, then turned away.

Seeing that the other party treats her as air, the aunt hates it even more. If it weren't for the support of political figures behind the other party, she would definitely go up and slap her a few times, telling her to humiliate what she knows, what is fierce!

But at this moment, he can also gnash his teeth: "It's all caused by this little bitch!"

Although the Zhao family really developed in the hands of the old man, the Zhao family was already considered a wealthy family when he was a grandfather.

The other uncles seemed to be very dignified, but this aunt, who came from a nouveau riche family, had all the etiquette of a wealthy family, but she opened and shut her mouth full of harsh words.

Xihua didn't put on makeup, so there were no cumbersome steps to touch up.

Originally, he didn't want to talk to her, but when they rubbed shoulders with her, Xi Hua still stood up and smiled coldly, not to reason with her, who is good and who is bad, but to stimulate her deliberately: "Who let, your ancestors Sun Erquan is trash? You two are really naive if you want to replace me if you want to replace me!"

When the aunt heard such words, she screamed: "Bitch! You bitch!"

Xihua was indifferent, and gave her a glance with a smile: "Nothing is as good as me, so what are you guys?"

After speaking, he smiled smartly and left.

Ms. Liu, who was staring not far away, immediately sent a message to Zhao Xinwen.

【in argument! 】

The assistant of the master of ceremonies at the door knocked on the door and came in, smiled and said a few compliments, and then reminded: "All the guests have already taken their seats, and the ceremony will begin immediately. The bride is going to get ready and go out!"

Zhao Xinwen nodded, with a slightly shy and nervous expression, just like an ordinary bride.

Ling Xiaoqi, who was watching from the side, was amazed.

What kind of MV heroine should you be in the entertainment industry?

Wouldn't it be better to play the role of a scheming girl directly, acting in her true colors will definitely be an instant hit!

Zhao Xinwen's cell phone vibrated.

Opening it for a look, the slightly drooping eyes looked over the shadows, but when they were raised, there was only a faint smile, and asked Mrs. Ling, "Second Aunt, have you seen my grandmother?"

Ms. Liu happened to enter the door, and immediately answered, "My aunt just went to the next door, and she hasn't come out yet."

Zhao Xinwen said: "I'm a little nervous and want to talk to my grandmother."

Mrs. Ling Er couldn't stop her, so she said, "The ceremony is about to start in a few minutes, hurry up and get ready."

Zhao Xinwen nodded gently: "I know Second Aunt."

When she came out this way, she happened to see Mu Xihua's back disappearing around the corner.

The corner of the mouth slowly raised a smug, opened the door and entered the lounge: "Grandmother."

When the aunt saw her coming in, her eyes lit up, and she immediately put on a kind face to look at, and pulled her adoptive granddaughter to look left and right: "Oh, my good boy is so beautiful! She is the most beautiful bride in the world!"

Zhao Xinwen leaned tenderly in her adoptive grandmother's arms, and said with a smile, "I'm almost ashamed of my grandmother's compliments!"

The aunt smiled and said: "In the eyes of my grandmother, Wenwen is of course the best and the best child! No one can compare!" Looking at the beautiful face of her adoptive granddaughter, she apologized, "I blame my grandmother for being useless. I can't let you marry the person you want to marry in a glorious manner."

Zhao Xinwen shook her head, with only gratitude in her eyes: "Grandmother, don't say that! Wenwen already feels very happy to meet grandmother and receive all her love in this life."

The more she said this, the more guilty the aunt felt: "My good boy, you are blessed. Your uncle is still willing to promote the Ling family, and you will still be able to stand tall in the future!"

There was an urging outside the door, telling Zhao Xinwen to go out immediately and prepare to enter the arena.

Zhao Xinwen went around behind the aunt, with complete disdain in the corners of her mouth.

Wait until the Ling family grows stronger?

Have to wait until what year and month?
How could the Zhao family be willing to let the Ling family truly grow?
Married to Ling Qing, what would she use to trample that bitch Mu Xihua under her feet?

"Grandma, let me fix your hair."

The aunt didn't know anything about her thoughts, she smiled kindly: "Okay, you can help me." She sighed slightly, "After tomorrow, grandma won't be able to see you often."

Zhao Xinwen lowered her head for a while, and then revealed half of her face in the makeup mirror: "Don't worry, grandma, Wenwen will never forget your kindness in nurturing, and will definitely visit you often in the future."

The aunt felt a thin tingling pain in her neck, made a "hiss", raised her hand to wipe it, and there was a little redness on her fingertips.

"Wenwen, help grandma take a look..." Ask the adoptive granddaughter to help her see what pricked her. After turning around, she saw the adoptive granddaughter holding a very small syringe in her hand, and her heart skipped a beat. Trembling, "You..."

(End of this chapter)