Xu Yazheng helped her, her nephew was really hopeless, and sooner or later his wife would be angry with him.
“we”
“Veronica.” Just as Xu Yazheng tried to say something to ease the atmosphere, a soft call came from afar.
A silver-white stretched limousine parked in front of her, and Xia Ran’s face was exposed from the window that was rolled down. Rong Fan sat next to her and pushed the door: “Veronica gets in the car.”
Veronica didn’t want to suffer from Young Master Xu’s bird air, and was not easy to shake his face and leave. Just in time, Rong Fan and Xia Ran came in time. She said to Xu Yazheng, “Auntie, this is me…”
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