Boyfriend is tricking me every day

Chapter 472 Don't listen to Xia Yimo talking to her mother!

Seeing that she was about to leave, An Weixi angrily said: "Xia Yimo, are you scared? You are a bitch!"

"You are a poor girl, why do you want to occupy Chen, why do you come to a high society dinner party, why do you come to my house, why do you want to steal my limelight?"

Xia Yimo laughed.

Turning around, with a secretive smile on the corner of her mouth, she approached An Weixi.

Despite her slender body, she seemed to have a strong aura. An Weixi couldn't help taking a step back, and pressed her back against the wall.

But Xia Yimo approached with a smile, pushed open a door, raised her eyebrows and said, "An Weixi, why do you want to ask me? Come in and tell me, I'll tell you."

She was clearly in Anjia, but she wasn't afraid at all.

An Weixi raised her proud chest, and said unconvinced: "In my house, are you still arrogant? Come in as soon as you enter, who is afraid of whom?"

If Xia Yimo said not to beat her, it would be impossible to close the door and beat her up like a dog.

The two walked into the guest room, and An Weixi sat on the sofa confidently, with a haughty expression on her face: "What do you want to say? You dare to be so arrogant now, it's just because Chen treats you well, without him, you are nothing!"

"How am I not better than you?" She roared excitedly, "I am the daughter of a wealthy family, and I dump you a few blocks everywhere, but you are just a bitch without parents! Chen was just infatuated by you for a while, and you will be like this for the rest of your life." Long, he will dump you sooner or later!"

Xia Yimo smiled, turned her head and asked, "Don't you have any parents? An Weixi, who told you?" She dialed a number with her mobile phone.

An Weixi's chest rose and fell, her voice trembled slightly, and even her fingers trembled uncontrollably.How could Xia Yimo be so calm?
She should feel inferior and ashamed, right?Why are you smiling so peacefully?Could it be that her identity is really what she once guessed?
Shu stood up from the sofa, took a few steps in fear, and asked, "Xia Yimo, what are you doing? Are you calling Chen to complain?"

"You don't need to look for him now." Xia Yimo glanced at her, turned on the speakerphone, picked up the phone, and smiled sweetly: "Dad, are you having lunch with Mom?"

lunch?

It's night now!

No, it's exactly noon in England!
All of a sudden, An Weixi's face lost all color, and a huge shock struck.

"Well, I just got home," said a deep and pleasant male voice, with great doting, "Your mother just finished her charity performance today, and she is going to have lunch. Did Momo have a good dinner?"

"Of course I do. I'm a foodie, so I won't wrong my stomach, hee hee." She couldn't help but act like a baby.

At this moment, a neat voice came from the receiver: "Sir and Madam, welcome home."

It was just a few simple greetings. When An Weixi heard it, her body trembled, her eyes were full of horror, and she raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Why does Xia Yimo's father sound so similar to Xia Yuanhan's?

And her mother just happened to end the charity performance
What she knows is that today, Cyan also played the violin to raise money for children with leukemia
The beautiful guest room is brightly lit and gorgeously decorated. At this moment, An Weixi can't see anything, and she can't see anything. Her ears are buzzing, and she can only see Xia Yimo smiling happily. She doesn't know what to say to her father. What.

The family is harmonious and happy, she is jealous!
She doesn't have a mother, and she has never been so happy, having a heart-to-heart talk with her father!

until--

"Momo misses your mother? I'll give her the phone."

One sentence pulled An Weixi back from the shock. She looked at Xia Yimo and shook her head with difficulty.

No, she doesn't want to listen to Xia Yimo talking to her mother!

Xia Yimo's mother must not be her favorite Cyan!

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