Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

Zhou Xiaoxuan said resentfully: "Tell me, why is life so ridiculous? Damn, isn't Yan Xixi the unbeatable Xiaoqiang? How could she be on that flight? Is she crazy? Why don't you leave sooner or later? Why choose this flight? Crazy..."

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"Well, let me just say, this person Yan Xixi, you say she is so beautiful, and she can still be admitted to Harvard. A woman with top-notch looks and an IQ of 250, look, God will see I'm not used to it, no, I was taken away by God just after graduating from Harvard... Sigh... Or mediocre people like us have a long life, damn, I'm tired of living, and I can't die even if I want to die..."

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The three women used to be like flowers and jade, but up to now, none of them are happy.

Zhou Xiaoxuan kept moaning and sighing, "I never got used to Yan Xixi...but, alas, for some reason, she died suddenly, in my heart...why is it so weird...sigh..."

Xu Xiaoya suddenly asked: "Tell me, did the plane not take off at all?"

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"Haven't they been looking for it? The official didn't say that the crash was confirmed, nor did it say that the person was dead... Could it be that they are still alive?"

Zhou Xiaoxuan's eyes widened.

"Xiaoxi and they must still be alive...really..."

Zhou Xiaoxuan couldn't bear it anymore: "Xu Xiaoya, I really didn't hit you. Over the years, not one or two planes have been involved in accidents, but those people basically have no chance of surviving... Sigh... It's too scary. I will try my best not to fly in the future. ...If you really want to go out, you can take the train or something..."

Xu Xiaoya glared at her, but she couldn't get angry with her, so she just slumped on the chair and didn't move.

Zhou Xiaoxuan seemed to be talking to herself: "Why didn't Third Young Master come?"

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"After such a big incident, no one from his family showed up. It's too unreasonable..."

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She sneered: "Do you still remember what I said before? How can people like them really want to marry Yan Xixi? Now that the third young man is on the rise, I don't know how many big men are waiting to marry him. See, never pay attention to Yan Xixi again." Let’s take a closer look... Alas... What a fucking confidante, no way..."

Xu Xiaoya slowly took out her mobile phone.

"Who are you calling?"

She called several times, but no one answered.

Zhou Xiaoxuan took a look at the phone, and sneered: "San Shao didn't answer your call, right? Xu Xiaoya, don't think about it, who are we? How could San Shao pay attention to us? Oh, that's all...don't call him Now, at this time, there is no hope...Anyway, Yan Xixi is dead, and he is also free..."

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"Oh... I'm still worried about Huang Xiaojue... He has no news at all, I'm really anxious..."

"Yan Xixi has disappeared, do you think Huang Xiaojue will be heartbroken when he hears the news? Alas, poor Xiaojue...he must be so sad..."

"If I followed Huang Xiaojue back then, where would I be today? Even if I didn't go to Harvard, at least I'm still alive. Look at Huang's mother, she only knew how to play mahjong, eat, drink, play and dress up when she was alive, but how good is Huang's father to her? Palm. If Yan Xixi married Huang Xiaojue, wouldn't she still live such a good life for the rest of her life? It's a pity that she didn't choose Huang Xiaojue, but chose Wang Donglin. Now it's all right, her life is gone..."