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Chapter 441: Change itinerary (1/2)

Early the next morning, Ye Shuyun took the landing to participate in his classmate meeting. The so-called classmate meeting this year can actually be said to be another kind of comparison. However, now Ye Shuyun is not afraid of comparing with others, what is she It's all in front of others, whether it's a husband, a son, or a daughter-in-law, especially the daughter-in-law, it's not picky.

Ye Shuyun walked out wearing this pink dress, and also carried a set of quite expensive jewelry. Of course, this is absolutely impossible to be fake, it is a real gem, and Ye Shuyun is carried like a stone. On the body, the whole body is made of pearlescent treasures. Although it is almost fifty years old, but it is well maintained. With the addition of this body of clothes, the temperament of the whole person has been upgraded to another level.

Qin Xiaoyue pouted her lips, and then touched her neck. She had a thin chain on her neck, and there could be so many gems, and of course she knew that Ye Shuyun's suit, But the limited edition from Paris Fashion Week was still bought by Yan Huan. Of course, that set of jewelry is as well. Anyone can marry such a rich daughter-in-law. Where is her son worse than Lu Yi? , Can't marry.

”You said, why didn't you marry Yan Huan back? So rich, as long as you marry, not all her money is given to you, can our mother and son live such a day?”

Qin Xiaoyue thought about this and felt uncomfortable. Although she didn’t know how much Yanhuaduo made money, but after the movie, the pay for a film was tens of millions. It is said that the Lu family does not lack their mother and son's money, but if they want to spend indifferently, that is not what they say they can spend. She and Lu Qin's life is better than others, but they have been suppressed by Lu Jin's family. The old man is really biased, although he has been scolding Lu Jin and Lu Yi, but What she was thinking was not Lu Qin, but Lu Yi. If Ji Qin married a drama, the old man would not care, but Lu Yi married.

Originally she was still laughing, it was not good to marry, but she married a drama, but now the result is good, the drama of other people is just a golden pimple, whoever gets the money is rich.

And if her son really married, in the future, her son's career, it is almost no suspense.

Lu Qin listened to Qin Xiaoyue's demise, and there was something cluttered in her heart, which was very annoying. Did she think he did not want to marry? Don't you want it? The goal he had set for himself was Yan Huan, a careless stupid woman. Even if he was asked to marry him, he was willing to wait until Yan Huan gave him all the money. Whatever he wanted, he was partial, All his plans were interrupted by Lu Yi.

Yan Huan and Lu Yi are married, and Yan Huan's money is all Lu Yi's, and now in the entertainment world, which one is still close to him, and can be held in the palm of his hand.

He really felt that he had lost an opportunity, an opportunity that was enough to change everything. This kind of irritability, suffocation in his heart, was almost every day, in... pain.

Every night when he dreamed back, he would be shocked by the cold sweat, for the lost opportunity, for the lost money.

With a bang, he smashed the handrail of the stairs hard, but heard Qin Xiaoyue's scream.

”Lu Qin, what are you doing, don't you want to stop?”

”Mom, can you quarrel me?” Lu Qin became more and more annoyed. He turned and walked out. He didn't want Lu Yi to step on his feet all his life.

Suddenly, he thought of another woman, maybe that woman could help him.

Su's, Su Muran.

He sneered. Under that handsome face, it was a wolf-like ruthlessness. In order to achieve his goal, he would come out by any means.

Lu Yi, let's see, who can go higher.

Yan Huan slammed the cold war.

”What's wrong?” Lu Yi took a blanket and wrapped hers. ”Is it cold?”

”Some,” Yan Huan embraced his arms. ”Suddenly it was cold.”