Ten billion wealthy daughters

Anya frowned slightly, and wanted to say something, but finally took a deep breath and swallowed all the words.

She chose to return to Louis. As her daughter, Qing'an is also the most promising successor of the third generation. Sooner or later, she will learn how to fight against Louis. Knowing some things in advance may be a bit cruel, but at least let her know how to protect herself.

The woman looked at Anya, lowered her head hastily, saluted, and said in a low voice, "Anya, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Anya didn't speak.

However, Qing'an rolled her eyes: Don't you think it's hypocritical and hypocritical to say such things while standing in the way of other people?

"What happened back then...I'm really sorry...Anya...I..."

Qing'an's ears pricked up in a hurry, back then!Back then!What happened back then, please tell me!

Anya interrupted her "affectionate apology", and said coldly: "This time, how much did he give you?"

The woman who was talking was startled, she raised her head to meet Anya's cold gaze, and hurriedly lowered her head to defend: "No... there is no such thing..."

The moment she lowered her head, the careful apology on her face completely disappeared, and the painful distortion and madness in her eyes.

"No?" Anya's eyes fell on her right hand, the woman's hand is missing two fingers, "Do you hate me? Then why don't you say it out loud? Hate me? Then why don't you dare to face it? No Don’t you hate my domineering, don’t you hate that I do nothing, but have the favor of the whole Louis? Hate me, but still hide it, don’t you think it’s too pitiful?”

Following Anya's words, the flickering gaze in the drooping woman's eyes became even crazier and more terrifying, but for some reason, she kept silent, or even refuted Anya.

"Mom, this aunt's skirt is so old. It was a style that was popular in Paris 15 years ago. It is outdated now; and it is no longer close-fitting. Wearing it like this seems a bit inappropriate for the occasion."

"Oh..." Anya nodded, she looked at the dress and nodded, "I almost forgot, this seems to be a dress that I didn't like, someone begged me to give it to me, so I gave it to her... Really, It's been a long time since I wore it."

Anya's previous words failed to arouse the woman's reaction, but when Qing'an mentioned the dress, she suddenly broke out.

"You are talking nonsense! This is the most beautiful dress! It is more noble and beautiful than the clothes worn by any prince, princess or daughter! What do you know? Even Bernard said that I look good in this dress! What do you know?"

"If you dare to mention a name I don't want to hear in front of me again, I don't think I will mind that you cannot appear in Paris in the future." Anya's words were definitely not threats, but really angry.

"Hahaha." The woman in front of her laughed wildly, "Hahahaha... I am the most beautiful! Anya Louis, besides having this surname and your noble background, what else do you have?"

"You lost Bernard, you lost Louis, ha ha... like a lost dog, ran to the Eastern China, where no shit... ha ha ha, I was the one who made you lose all this, didn't you think it? You are not always defiant , Don’t you put anyone in your eyes? Hahaha... You’ve had a hard time these years, right? Hahaha.”

She looked at Anya, smiling wildly and triumphantly, as if the greatest achievement in this life was to successfully make the person she envied suffer.

"Do you hate me?" Under the beautiful moonlight, the woman in the red dress was dazzling, "I'm so sorry, I'm your eternal look up."

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