Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

She smiled and asked casually, "Did he come here with his wife too?"

"Yes, yes!" The woman suddenly laughed again when she remembered something.

That kind of smile is a kind of longing smile for beautiful things: "His wife is very beautiful, very beautiful! I have never seen such a beautiful woman..."

After hearing this, Huan Yan couldn't help becoming interested.

She knows that when a woman praises a woman's beauty, she must be sincerely convinced and sincerely convinced to praise it like this.

What's more, this musician seems to be well-informed, and she is a Japanese woman. If she can admit that a Chinese woman is extremely beautiful, she must be really beautiful!

She became interested and smiled lightly: "Really? Then I really want to see you! Unfortunately, it has been many years!"

The woman thought for a while, and suddenly smiled.

Despite his age, that smile is still very feminine.

"Ma'am, let me think about it, I... seem to have a photo, I'll show it to you! Will you wait for me?"

Huanyan nodded, thinking that there was nothing wrong anyway.

I don't know why, but she has a vague feeling that it seems to be some kind of fate, and it seems that she has some relationship with the couple from 30 years ago.

She couldn't help laughing, how could it matter!

Her parents have never been here, and there are no relatives in the family who could have the capital to travel to Japan more than 30 years ago. . .

Therefore, it must be because the atmosphere today is too romantic that she has this sense of fate. It must be because she is thinking too much!She couldn't help laughing at herself.

Soon, the female musician brought over a yellowed photo album, in which there were indeed many photos from the past 30 years.

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The woman flipped through the pages, pointed to a certain page, and happily told Huanyan: "Ma'am, look, this is this one!"

Huanyan stared at the photo, and couldn't help being a little stunned.

There is a man and a woman in the photo. The man looks about 30 years old, very handsome, with a hint of arrogance between his brows, flowing eyes, and a proud smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although he was only wearing a bathrobe, his luxurious demeanor showed that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

And the woman in his arms is indeed as the musician said...

Huanyan's eyes immediately froze. Before that, she wondered if the musician might be exaggerating, but when she saw the woman's face, she was extremely amazed.

I feel that even after 30 years, even if it is just a small yellowed photo, the beauty of that woman is enough to make people dazzled.

Her whole body is like a round pearl, exuding an intoxicating light, refreshing, yet so clean and pure.

A pair of unaffected eyes, as delicate and pitiful as a deer, but revealing a noble and soft beauty that I don't know.

Even though they are both women, Huan Yan feels conquered by her charm and charm.

Moreover, for some reason, looking at this woman's natural faint smile, she always felt familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

She couldn't help laughing secretly in her heart, maybe that's the charm of a beauty, a peerless beauty like this will always make people feel familiar.

Because, true beauty is always similar!