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20 1 1 On the outskirts of Shanghai, a suburban villa with rich people gathered, with neon lights shining brightly, reflected on an old car with extraordinary exhaust gas in front of the villa. From above, a well-dressed lady and a graceful upper-class businessman came out, and the dim and unknown lights were enchanting and charming, adding ambiguity and mystery to the hazy night.
This is a materialistic region and a fertile ground for conspiracy everywhere. Behind every smiling face lies an ulterior motive.
"Congratulations to the headmaster's wedding. I wish you and your wife a hundred years of harmony and a happy life. "
"The president and his wife are a perfect match."
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Colorful neon lights are unpredictable, just like unpredictable colors in snow eyes. She stood under the tree in a white fluffy skirt, and the dense leaves just cast a shadow, which seemed to be two worlds from the luxurious and bright wedding ceremony.
"I don't think that woman is as good-looking as your mother." Feifei stood beside her, studied it carefully for a long time, and then said seriously.
If the snow's clear and flawless eyes seem empty and misty at this time, and her eyes sweep over a pair of well-dressed couples, she seems to be looking at them, but it seems not.
"Mom ..." She whispered. ...