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Chapter 13 It's All Misunderstanding, Misunderstanding
"It's okay, it's just twisted, it's nothing serious." Tian Qingqing looked at Sun Yan with tears in her eyes.

Tian Qingqing's sling has fallen to her arm, she is enchanting and beautiful.

After Sun Yan brought the medicine box to Tian Qingqing, he was about to get up and leave.

"Ayan, will you stay with me? You have already divorced Xia Liu, so that proves that I still have a chance, right?" Tian Qingqing held Sun Yan's waist with both hands, writhing uneasily.

Sun Yan was only wrapped in a bath towel, and after being twisted and touched by Tian Qingqing, he immediately walked over and hugged her.

Sun Yan hugged Tian Qingqing tightly, and immediately the temperature in the room heated up a bit, and Sun Yan and Tian Qingqing were fighting like firewood, and Lang Youqing concubine was interested.

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"Auntie, look at what Brother Gu said. It's really annoying. He's still pissing me off! Does he have a girlfriend?"

Fang Antong sat in the old house of the Gu family, sobbing and accusing Gu Yihan.

"How could Yihan have a girlfriend? It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Bai Wei took out a few pieces of paper to wipe Fang Antong's tears with distress, and comforted her while wiping, "Auntie has always regarded you as a future daughter-in-law, Yihan is too naive, don't cry, don't cry, Auntie will help you when the time comes Teach him a lesson."

"Auntie, do you really think of me as your future daughter-in-law?" Fang Antong's eyes sparkled, her biggest wish was to marry Gu Yihan, even if she wanted to quit the entertainment circle, it didn't matter.

"Of course, you are so kind and lovely, and your family background is comparable to Yihan's. What a wonderful marriage. In fact, we Yihan must also like you. You grew up with him. Yihan's temper is also very good. I know, if there is something, I only know to hold back, but my mouth is stubborn, and I will ask him to come back for dinner in the evening, when the time comes, Auntie will remind you."

Bai Wei actually doesn't like Fang Antong's pretentious character very much, but who makes the Fang family and the Gu family have similar family backgrounds, plus the fact that the two families have a good relationship, she naturally likes to hear about this marriage, and she can cultivate it even if she doesn't have feelings for marriage in the future.

As long as her son gets married, she has a reason to let him stay, not return to the army, and take over the company as a matter of course.

"Then An Tong, thank you Auntie first." Fang Antong thanked shyly, "This is a skin care product I brought back when I came back, you and my mommy are the same."

Fang Antong continued, and after finishing speaking, he picked up the gift he had brought and gave it to Bai Wei.

Bai Wei thanked him very politely, and then the two began to chat about Fang Antong's life abroad while filming.

……

After Gu Yihan expressed his feelings, Xia Liu was a little confused. After thinking about it, she felt that it was better to face Gu Yihan as usual.

She is so big-hearted.

It's the best choice to go with the flow.

Suddenly the phone rang, and Xia Liu picked it up.

"Hello? Annan, what's the matter?"

"What? You signed me up? Well, thanks, um, bye."

After Xia Liu hung up the phone, she slumped on the sofa. Annan kindly helped her sign up for the International Fashion Contest, which was about to start in half a month, but she was not prepared at all!

But as long as she wins, she can enter the largest and strongest company in the domestic clothing industry - Jiahua.

"What's the matter? Frowning?" Gu Yihan walked towards Xia Liu with the fruit.

"My friend helped me apply for the International Fashion Contest, and asked me to take a one-month vacation, saying that I should prepare well, but Qiao Yanran hasn't dealt with this matter yet, how can she have the time to prepare for the competition?"

Gu Yihan was taken aback for a moment, took advantage of the opportunity to hug Xia Liu into his arms, touched the little girl's cheek lightly, and asked in a low voice: "A costume contest?"

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