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Chapter 1639

    

you call Yechen in 60 millionunexpectedly, Ye Chen raised the card directly: "I'll give you 80 million!"Xiao Yiqian immediately exploded and stood up and asked loudly, "Ye, what do you mean" What's h...Chapter 1639

to Xiao Changkun's sigh, Ye Chen shook his head helplessly.

this father-in-law really hasn't seen much of the world.

playing with antiques can only afford fakes, and it's the same with tea.

this is mainly because his status in the Xiao family is so low that he has not been valued by the old lady before, and then he has been squeezed by Ma Lan for many years.

but fortunately, Xiao Changkun's character is quite good. If it had been for someone else, he would have suffered from depression long ago because he couldn't get over it.

here, while Ye Chen and his family are happily tasting the first-class tea, Qian Hongyan is preparing lunch for the family in the villa A04 next door.

Qian Hongyan has always been excluded in this family because he was pregnant with a child in charge of a black coal mine and infected Xiao Changqian with an illness.

but because Wu Donghai supported her, the Xiao family dared not do anything to her.

in the beginning, Qian Hongyan tried to please Mrs. Xiao and Xiao Changqian in various ways, hoping to get back their forgiveness. She even made a special abalone dinner for Xiao Changqian and bought expensive king crabs to replenish his health. Although she did bad things with good intentions, she really meant to please him.

however, Qian Hongyan sees that she always has a hot face and a cold ass, so now some of the jars are broken.

recently, after the Xiao Group received the investment from Wu Donghai, the business resumed, and with the help of Wu Donghai, it finally returned to normal, so the Xiao family all went back to work for the Xiao Group.

Mrs. Xiao is still the old gentleman in power. Xiao Changqian is the general manager, Xiao Hailong is the business director, and Xiao Weiwei is the commercial director.

this family of four go to work and get off work together every day, so they become even more estranged from Qian Hongyan.

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now Qian Hongyan's role at home is almost like a babysitter for the four of them, washing clothes and cooking at home every day.

at this moment, she had just prepared the meal, but before the Xiao family came back, she took off her apron and sat wearily on the sofa playing with her cell phone.

casually brushing moments, he immediately brushed to Ma Lan's one. As soon as he saw Ma Lan showing off a bunch of Herm è s in his moments, Qian Hongyan was very depressed.

"this Ma Lan, what a smelly burner!" Aren't they just a few Herm è s What is there to show off

mumbled a few words of swearing, and Qian Hongyan felt uncomfortable again.

"A shrew like Ma Lan has a son-in-law like Ye Chen to back her up. What about me" What do I have "

"husband He beat me, scolded me, didn't say anything, and divorced me. If Boss Wu hadn't stopped me, this old tortoise would have kicked me out. "

"Dead old lady And it's not a good thing! This old thing is so bad that if Wu Donghai hadn't warned her enough, she would have asked Xiao Changqian to beat me to death! "

"well, that son of mine doesn't stand up to himself either. He can brag all the time. Such a thing will certainly have no future in the future, let alone count on him."

"Viv. Hey. It would be nice if Wei Wei were still with Wang Yunfei. If not, she could continue to be a lover for Xiao Yiqian. As a result, her reputation has become stinky now, and whether she marries and goes out in the future is a problem, and even more a product that can't be counted on. "

" Hey, what else can I count on in my life Who can buy me a Herm è s bag "

Qian Hongyan felt sad when she thought of this, and tears welled up in her eyes when she thought of the tribulations and sufferings she had experienced.

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