V1.Chapter 1595

"Third brother?"

Pan Baohua said reluctantly, "are you leaving now? Forget it, let them fight. "

Xia Xiaolan doesn't know why farn beat Harold.

Harold is not a vegetarian. Can he stand still and be beaten? The two men fought on the stairs with one punch and one foot. It was full of dangers, which surprised the guests at the ball.

There are a lot of people running this way, Harold's bodyguard and farn's attendant.

Taking advantage of the chaos, pan Baohua escorted Xia Xiaolan upstairs.

A middle-aged woman looked at the fight on the stairs with an angry face:

"Farn!"

Women's makeup is very light and they don't wear high-profile clothes, but they have a better temperament than ladies piled up with Chinese clothes and jewelry.

She was born in 1940 and is 46 years old this year. She looks at least seven or eight years younger than her real age. She is not beautiful enough to make people amazing, but she looks amiable.

Such a woman is not bright and beautiful. She looks no aggressive. Her facial features are pleasing to the eye. She is very attractive.

She is no one else. She is Xu Zhongyi's ex-wife, Yu grandma's ex-daughter-in-law, and Cui Yiru, now the wife of the city councilor!

"Hello, Mrs. Zhang."

Xia Xiaolan runs to Cui Yiru.

She looked at Xia Xiaolan and frowned, "I don't know you. Who are you?"

She wanted to come forward with two bodyguards around her. Pan Baohua pressed their shoulders: "I advise you to calm down and don't use force. I've always loved peace. I just want to talk to your Congressman's wife. Is she more ostentatious than the president's wife? "

Cui Yiru is uncomfortable to be run by Pan Baohua.

Of course she can't compare with the president's wife.

Even the president's wife should be friendly to the people, otherwise how can she win votes.

"Never mind. Let her come. I want to hear what she says."

Cui Yiru has been staying in the small hall upstairs and hasn't gone downstairs to the ball. Her son was fighting with Harold on the stairs. It was rare that she quickly adjusted her mind and sat back in the small hall again.

"Tell me, who are you? What can I do for you?"

Xia Xiaolan smiled, "I'm sorry to disturb you. I don't know if you have heard my name or introduce yourself. My name is Xia Xiaolan, from China and from southern Henan Province. Do you remember this place in southern Henan, madam? "

Cui Yiru's eyebrows trembled slightly.

"I know you. Tina mentioned you. She was going to the dance today, but she didn't say you were from Henan."

Xia Xiaolan didn't want to know why Tina didn't come to the dance. She just wanted to know what Cui Yiru thought: "I don't know if my wife thought of Southern Henan. It has been 20 years since you left Southern Henan to the United States. In the past 20 years, many things have changed."

Xia Xiaolan handed Cui Yiru the remake of the family photo.

"I originally wanted to take my time and try gently. However, I thought of an old man who had been waiting for 20 years, and I felt that every minute of temptation was a waste of her life... No matter what happened in the past, I think my wife owes her a statement."

Xia Xiaolan gave Cui Yiru the family photo provided by grandma Yu.

Compared with the photos of Cui Yiru's new family, the previous photography technology is not good.

But Xia Xiaolan felt that Cui Yiru should recognize this photo as long as he didn't lose his memory.

Xia Xiaolan thought about many possibilities, but she didn't expect Cui Yiru to be so excited. She looked at the picture and burst into tears: "this... This is... Where did you get the picture and why did you have this picture!"

Cui Yiru grabbed Xia Xiaolan's hand.

Her fingers are slender and her skin is more delicate than that of Xia Xiaolan.

Holding hands with such a woman is an enjoyment.

It's just that he has great strength, which is inconsistent with Cui Yiru's temperament.

Xia Xiaolan tried to break free. "It's not strange that I have this picture. What's more strange is my wife's reaction. I thought you would deny it!"

Cui Yiru is excited:

"Why should I deny it? This is... Who are you and what's your purpose? "

Cui Yiru doesn't know at all?

Xia Xiaolan tried to find a flaw in her expression.

But Cui Yiru's eyes were red and tears hung from the corners of her eyes. She really couldn't see any acting.

Is it true that Cui Yiru has been kept in the dark for many years?

Xia Xiaolan is not so silly and sweet.

She doesn't believe Cui Yiru very much.

"Deng Deng Deng -"

Someone quickly went upstairs and came to the small hall, but it was farn with color on his face.

Farn's corner of the eye is swollen. He should have been beaten by Harold. I don't know who got the upper hand in the fight.

Mrs. Wilson followed farn upstairs.

Cui Yiru put the photos away and wiped the corners of her eyes.

"My friend, I'm so sorry!"

Mrs. Wilson knew why farn fought with Harold. Tonight's dance was ruined. Many guests whispered. As soon as Mrs. Wilson calmed the hospitality, she came up to apologize to Cui Yiru.

I didn't expect Xia Xiaolan to be here.

Mrs. Wilson subdued her strange mood. "Harold's side --"

"Cynthia, my friend, it's not your fault. You can't decide for others. I saw it with my own eyes. It was farn who moved first. I should apologize. Farn ruined your carefully prepared ball. "

With Mrs. Wilson there was no way to go on with the matter.

Xia Xiaolan also knows it's inappropriate. She has determined that Cui Yiru doesn't have dog blood amnesia, so she doesn't worry.

"I won't disturb the ladies."

Cui Yiru opens her mouth to stop Xia Xiaolan, but she takes pan Baohua downstairs.

Farn moved his feet. "What did you say to my mother that made her cry?"

Xia Xiaolan opened innocent eyes:

"Haven't you thought about it? Your mother will cry, perhaps because she sees her son as an adult, but impulsive and childish under the appearance of a gentleman, and is angry to cry. "

“……！”

Pan Baohua endured his hard work. If he didn't hold it hard, he would laugh.

Xia Xiaolan didn't care how ugly farn's expression was, so she went downstairs.

Farn's eyes were swollen, Harold was no better, the corners of his mouth were skinned, and his carefully managed hair was messy.

Harold came up.

Xia Xiaolan resisted, "please, I don't want to be the focus of attention of all guests. They may guess that your beating has something to do with me. Harold, it's ok if you let GMP people misunderstand. I also benefited from that. But not this time. I don't want to be the target of rich people in the upper east. "

Harold touched the corner of his broken mouth, laughed with anger, and gave Xia Xiaolan a thumbs up.

"You're great!"

Harold opened his eyes to such a woman who turned her face like a book.

Who was he dancing with just now?

Is that Xia Xiaolan?

Now, it's so unreal, as if everything is his fantasy.