Romance heroine just wants to do a career

Chapter 348

Coupled with Xie Jiaheng's originally cold temperament, Rong Zhi's possession seemed to strengthen this attribute even more.

Xuan Zi was afraid that he would ruin his character and say something ruthless again, which would irritate Mrs. Xie again, so she stood on tiptoe and whispered this sentence in his ear.

Xie Jiaheng felt a little itchy in his ears when the girl spoke. He raised his eyelids, only to see the girl wink mischievously at him.

Xie Jiaheng hooked the corners of his lips and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Although Mrs. Xie San dotes on him very much, she has a strong desire to control and control his son.

Xie Jiaheng didn't like this feeling, he always chose to stay away from this kind of excessive love.

This also caused Mrs. Xie San to always feel that Xie Jiaheng was no longer close to her.

Third Mrs. Xie felt extremely depressed when she saw that these two people were still whispering in front of them.

Why did Deng Xuanzi know Jiaheng?

Why did the relationship between the two of them become so close?

When Jiaheng talked to that village girl, his expression was so gentle, even better than that to her own mother.

"Third wife, no matter what, since the two young people are unmarried couples, it means that the whole thing is an oolong, isn't it a good thing?"

Mrs. He reassured.

Mrs. Xie San couldn't laugh.

Under such circumstances, she couldn't say it at all, she didn't like Deng Xuanzi at all, and she didn't want her to marry Xie Jiaheng at all.

When Xie Jiaheng's fiancée was mentioned just now, she said that on purpose, just to humiliate Mrs. Qiangwei and let her know that she is just a mistress.

But, who would have thought that Mrs. Qiangwei and Deng Xuanzi are the same person.

Now that she said anything against them, wouldn't it be her own mouth?

And she scolded Deng Xuanzi so badly just now, what if the village girl wants her to apologize?
This makes her how can she get off the stage now.

Third Mrs. Xie looked tangled and embarrassed, and she had a flash of inspiration in her desperation.

"Oh, what's going on, I'm so dizzy."

She covered her head, pretended to be uncomfortable, and fell into the arms of several wives.

Xuan Zi: ...

Xie Jiaheng: ...

Such poor acting.

Xuan Zi asked Xie Jiaheng and those wives to send Mrs. Xie San home together.

The performance of the joyous banquet was coming to an end, Xuan Zi put on her veil again, and walked quickly towards the front hall.

When he saw Mrs. Xie, he told her about the oolong that just happened, and told her that Mrs. Xie already knew that she was Mrs. Qiangwei.

Mrs. Xie's face suddenly became a little speechless, "The third wife has always been reckless, you have been wronged, child."

Suddenly her eyes lit up, "However, how did you and Jiaheng know each other? Why didn't I know?"

"Actually, I only met him three times in total."

"Only three sides, do you see each other right?"

When Mrs. Xie heard this, she was even more surprised. No one in Xie Jiaheng's family knew what kind of temperament Xie Jiaheng had.

He is cold, not talkative, and has no living breath in his body.

Sometimes when she met this nephew, she would not feel guilty when he glanced at her.

With such an indifferent character, how can he be a man who can live with women.

But just like this, Xie Jiaheng really had a relationship with Xuan Zi.

Could it be that the two of them were destined for marriage?

Mrs. Xie San thought wildly for a while, looking at Xuan Zi in front of her, and thinking about Xie Jiaheng's appearance.

I have to say that from the appearance point of view, the two are really compatible.

Mrs. Xie smiled, "It seems that the old man's marriage is really right."

Seeing Xuan Zi's drooping eyes seemed a little shy, Mrs. Xie smiled even more happily, looking at the energetic old man in the front row who was still listening to the opera.

She thought to herself that when the banquet was over, she would have to tell him the good news.

"By the way, since someone already knows your real identity, should I beat Mrs. Xie San's friends and tell them to keep their mouths tight and don't reveal your identity."

Xuan Zi shook her head, "No need, let them talk, no one will believe it, Mrs. Xie San can't believe it, let alone other people."

"That's true," Mrs. Xie San nodded.

Mrs. Qiangwei is often active in the upper class society, and the well-rounded, mature and experienced Mrs. Qiangwei is just a girl in the business field.

In this case, most people will feel ridiculous.

"Find a chance, and I will make Mrs. Qiangwei completely disappear in Beicheng."

"it is good."

After the banquet, Xuan Zi sent off all the guests.

Revlon and the actors were removing their make-up backstage.

Xuan Zi sat outside and silently watched the others clean the venue.

"Hey, don't sit here! Go away!"

A few guys took the broom to chase the young boy who was sitting on the ground. The young boy was also an opera singer. He had just finished removing his make-up, and there was still a little paint on his face.

"Still reading? Tsk, I really thought that I was still the young master from before, who was sold to us by my own father, and learned how to sing every day honestly!"

"Pretentious! You are the only one holding the book every day! We are a theater here, not a school!"

A few boys spoke sourly.

The little boy still held a book in his hand, pursed his lips aggrievedly, got up quickly, and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, what book are you holding?"

Xuan Zi stepped forward and asked.

The young boy didn't know Xuan Zi, so he took out the book timidly.

It turned out to be a thousand-character text.

The boys immediately shut up when they saw Xuan Zi.

But when they saw the boss of Revlon, they were all respectful in front of her.

"How old are you? What's your name?" Xuan Zi asked.

"12 years old, my name is Guo Rui."

"Have you read a book before?"

"Read a little bit."

Guo Rui lowered his head and said, "When the family conditions were good, all brothers and sisters in the family were able to read and write."

As soon as Xuan Zi heard it, she understood that Guo Rui was a young master from a poor family.

"Do you like reading?" Xuan Zi asked.

"I like it!" The little boy's timid brows and eyes instantly burst into light.

"Keep reading if you like it. There is nothing wrong with reading more books. Don't worry, I have the final say here!"

Guo Rui was very happy to hear that, and quickly thanked her.

"Go and see." Xuan Zi said to him.

The little boy sat on the threshold and read the book again by the light.

"You guys, why are you so disdainful of others studying? Now that the banquet is over, what happened to him studying for a while?"

Xuan Zi glanced at those boys.

The faces of those boys turned red, and one of them couldn't help but said: "But we are singing opera here, and if he is alone with a book all day, doesn't that mean he is not doing his job properly?"

"Reading, is it not doing business properly?"

Xuan Zi was stunned for a while, but didn't react for a while.

(End of this chapter)