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Marriage is natural: the president's husband is too presumptuous! - Chapter 173
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Xiaoying stood still and did not know whether to take it or not.
Chu Keyue smiled gently, stuffed the key into her hand and told her the address: “We are so congenial, don’t be embarrassed any more. Well, I won’t tell you more, I’ll go first. When you come back, remember to find me.”
Chu Keyue said, with Vivian’s smile on his face, and she said goodbye.
Xiaoying stood there for a long time and finally put away the key with shaking hands. With his head down, he walked towards the front.
When Rong Ma heard the news that Xiaoying was going out, she asked her what she was going to do.
Xiaoying said what she had thought in advance, “My mother has been dead for many years, and I want to visit her.”
This matter immediately won Rong Ma’s sympathy and nodded, “All right. I’ll let someone go with you so that you won’t be unsafe on your way to every family.”
“No, Rong Ma, I want to go alone.” Xiaoying declined.
Xiaoying couldn’t control her excitement on her way back. The villa was so beautiful that she never dreamed that she would own such a luxurious and expensive house.
What loyalty and kindness have long been thrown into Great Britain by her. I wanted to get this real estate wholeheartedly, and from then on I became famous and returned to my hometown. Let those villagers who used to laugh at her know that her Xiaoying is not a handyman in the city.
The first thing after coming back, Xiaoying went to Chu Keyue.
The place of the appointment was very secret, deep in a garden. Xiaoying said exactly what she saw in Metasequoia Garden, including that night when the ink night was cold and an shallow kissed at the door.
“What are you talking about!” When Chu Keyue heard this, the whole face changed. “This bitch, I knew for a long time that she didn’t have any good intentions. On the surface, she became a big housewife. In fact, she hooked up with brother in law privately.”
“Last night, the woman seemed to be unwell, but she stayed on the sofa outside all night.”
Chu Keyue’s face became completely distorted.
This man, who was as cold as ice to her, turned to another woman but was so considerate. This is jealousy that every woman cannot bear.
Chu Keyue is like this now. She wants to go mad with jealousy. This jealousy devours all her reason.
“Miss Chu, Miss Chu…” Xiaoying called a few times and asked carefully, “Then… when shall we go to the transfer room?”
Chu Keyue regained some reason slightly and smiled: “Don’t worry, I said I would give it to you, I will definitely give it to you. However, you still have one thing to help me finish.”
“Miss Chu, please speak.” Xiaoying, who is determined to get the villa, has completely lost her essence.
“You continue to stare at them for me, I believe what you said is true, just out of our mouth, others may not believe, because we have no evidence. Unless you help me take pictures of them together, this is real evidence.”
Xiaoying wanted to think, or nodded. It is not difficult for her to secretly photograph some things.
Chu Keyue took out a card and handed it to her. He smiled and said, “Well done. This is a little reward. 200,000, take it to have tea.”
“Thank you, Miss Chu.” Xiaoying held the card and her heart surged.
Chu Keyue did not return to Liushui Garden, but went directly to her aunt Guan Yongmei and told her what she knew.
Guan Yongmei’s face suddenly burst into joy. “Is there such a thing?”
Chu Keyue also smiled and said, “It’s true. The servant was poor all his life and tasted the sweets. He immediately sold her master.”
“I’ll go and tell Mo Yongzhong about it.” Guan Yongmei said excitedly, but when he reached the door, he stopped again and said, “No, we can’t say it so rashly. We have no substantial evidence in our hands, and the words of a servant alone cannot achieve the goal of extermination.”
Chu Keyue smiled, “Don’t worry, aunt. I have already bought the servant, and she will get the evidence in a few days. At that time, I want the bitch to die clearly. As a Mohist housewife, she is hanging out with brother in law. This time, even Grandpa can’t save her!”
Guan Yongmei heard this and kept nodding, praising her for doing well. “I want to tell my brother in advance, relying on his status as the owner of every family, to frighten a bitch, also is to give her face. It is said that dirty linen in public should not be exposed, but outsiders are present, I’d like to see how the old man protects calves!”
There is a small pond behind Metasequoia Garden. An Shallow discovered it for the first time. It was full of water lotus flowers. White and holy water lotus flowers float on the pond one by one. The artistic conception is really beautiful.
“Do you like water lotus?” Ink night cold don’t know when to come over.
An Shallow turned his head and smiled at him. “I can’t say I like it, I don’t hate it very much, but I’m used to this faint scent after all.”
“Me too.” The ink night cold said, evoked the lip angle.
Ann thought for a moment, frowned slightly and said, “Then why do you like bath lotion with such strong fragrance?” This reminder reminds Ann of one thing.
When the Mohist School set up a dinner party that day, she ran out after the ball. When she came back, she passed a woman in a light blue evening dress at the door. I don’t know whether it was her illusion or too much. The fragrance emitted by the woman was exactly the same as the taste of the bath gel preferred by Mo Yehan.
A glimmer of apparent consternation flashed across the man’s face. A moment later, he explained lightly: “My mother liked this fragrance very much before her death.”
“Er… I’m sorry.” An shallow knew he had said something wrong and took the lead in apologizing.
The ink night smiled cold and did not show an unhappy expression. He added, “But my mother prefers water lotus.”
“Is it because of its color?”
“No.” The ink night shook its head cold, “because it is quiet.”
“Quiet?” An shallow can’t understand the meaning of this.
The ink night cold walked to one side of the wooden chair and sat down. Stretched out his hand and waved to her. Ann Shallow went over and sat down in the empty position beside him. The man stretched out his long arm and took her into his arms.
Ann lightly nestled in the man’s arms, his head against his strong shoulders, listening to what the man said in his low sexy voice.
“From the moment I became sensible to the moment she left, I actually hated her very much.”
“Who?”
“My mother.”