Chapter 510

No one dares to be disrespectful to Lin Xuan, and no one dares to ridicule him as the biggest waste in Shenzhen market.

Even everyone reached a consensus that Lin Xuan was a waste person. He must have bad intentions and impure motives. Making such rumors will kill everyone.

This special where is a waste, any telephone, like calling the beast, will be popular pop star Murong Hanxiao to call.

Who's seen such a tough trash?

What is more ironic than the picture of Chen Qian kneeling in front of his son-in-law and willing to bark like a dog.

Cai Yu and Huang Li looked at each other in silence, wondering whether they had said anything too much just now.

They also take themselves seriously. In Lin Xuan's eyes, they are not even clowns. They are just two insignificant bugs.

With Lin Xuan's mind, how can he care about two bedbugs?

If he really wanted to teach Cai Yu and Huang Li a lesson, how could they be so safe and sound!

"Poetry, such a gathering, I think, is not necessary to continue? Let's go back! "

Lin Xuan scornfully looked at Chen Qian, who was studying in the field, and then asked about the poems of Qin Dynasty.

Qin Shi Shi didn't want to stay for a long time, so he nodded, "mm-hmm, good!"

Shen Lan in the heart of the emergence of the worship of Lin Xuan, simply can not add, she flustered, went to Murong Hanxiao in front of, "Miss Murong sister, can you give me a signature?"

Murong Hanxiao Mou son looks to Lin Xuan, seem to ask Lin Xuan opinion.

Lin Xuan is silent to Shen Lan. However, since she is a good friend of Qin's poetry, although she will make some moths for Lin Xuan, after all, she accompanies a lot of Qin's poems and poems, and it is no harm to give her this kind of human relationship.

"Hanxiao, her name is Shen Lan, is your sister-in-law's best friend, is also your fan."

On hearing this, Murong Hanxiao said with a smile: "since you are sister-in-law's good sister, of course, you are also my good sister. Between sisters, and you are also a friend of brother Xuan, why sign? What do you need to use me in the future, but it doesn't matter."

Shen Lan was ecstatic, "Wow, is it true? Miss Murong, they all say that you are a good singer who is close to the people. I can't believe that I can become a good sister with my idol. It's really great! "

Murong Hanxiao smile, take the initiative to reach out, and Qin poetry, Shen Lan two people, a left and a right, arm in arm, out of the Fengya Pavilion lobby.

"I'd better meet you by chance. The three of us are as good as before. Why don't we go out and look for a place to celebrate our reunion with brother Xuan tonight?"

Murong Hanxiao suggested.

Qin's poetry was slightly stunned and asked, "Lin Xuan, is that ok?"

Lin Xuan a nuzui, shrugged, spread out his hands, that does not matter, "you decide!"

"Hee hee, sister-in-law, you are the happiest woman in the world. Brother Xuan is such a wonderful man. I envy you to death." Murong Hanxiao is a burst of regret and envy.

"Hanxiao, you are also a lucky person..."

"You know what? When I was studying in Beijing Conservatory of music, I was targeted by Han Xuan, an unscrupulous and rich second generation, and framed me... "

Five years ago, how did Shen Murong and Xuanhan tell her stories.

Qin Shi Shi and Shen Lan were stunned and puzzled. Lin Xuan was so powerful five years ago?

What did you go through? Let such a person standing on the top of his life, fall into the trough of his life and be willing to enter such a second class family as the Qin family in Shenzhen.

And in these three years, all that Lin Xuan suffered, the strong heart of forbearance, can be seen.

And the poetry of Qin Dynasty also adds a little mystery to Lin Xuan. What unknown things happened to this man, his past?

It's not easy to have such a strong heart of forbearance and stay dormant in the family background of Qin family.

Shen Lan is also confused. It is rumored that Lin Xuan is the biggest garbage door-to-door son-in-law in Shenzhen. Perhaps, it was only in the past three years.

From Shen Lan's contact with Lin Xuan, she has always been the closest to her ideal lover.

But this strong like the meaning, but can not be revealed, can only like this silently.

The more you find Lin Xuan's flash point, the more you can touch her heart.

Fate, after all, is to miss is not in.

This is not only the feeling in Shen Lan's heart, but also the feeling of Murong Hanxiao.

Originally, Murong Hanxiao was in the University, she secretly promised that she would marry this man when she graduated from university in the future.

But now, the past three years have changed too much.

Her career in the music world is booming, and all fame and fortune are coming to her.

She did not know that Lin Xuan helped her finish her studies and continued to pursue her music dream in Beijing Conservatory of music.When she continued to gain honor, she inquired about Lin Xuan's news, and finally learned some news in Shenzhen market.

She thought that the reunion with Lin Xuan was the beginning of their love

However, Lin Xuan married Qin poetry, even if it was a burden to the Qin family, but it was not like the outside rumors and legends, but let Murong Hanxiao deeply feel how much Lin Xuan loved Qin poetry.

This point, with the Murong Hanxiao woman's seventh sense, can be deeply aware of.

Moreover, there is no doubt about the affection of Qin poetry to Lin Xuan.

When Murong Hanxiao realized the relationship, she was desperate, but also gratified.

At least, Lin Xuan, who she has always been worried about, is not so miserable.

As long as he is happy, she is willing to keep a distance, to respect Lin Xuan's choice, to bless him and Qin poetry.

Back in the hotel, Murong Hanxiao is wearing silk pajamas, gauze like pajamas, outlining her curvy and soft figure.

Standing in front of the French windows, looking out of the window, the busy city, colorful.

What kind of situation will all this be like when all the lead is washed away and the hustle and bustle is over?

Murong Hanxiao felt his eyes twinkle with tears, "brother Xuan, why don't you wait for me..."

A drop of clear tears, along the cheek, rolling down.

Her heart, however, has an unspeakable mess.

It's Acacia, it's melancholy, it's attachment, it's the voice of broken dreams

"No, brother Xuan, you are mine. No one can snatch you from my heart, not even Qin poetry!"

"Even if you get married, I won't give up. You will fall in love with me and choose to divorce her for me..."

Murong Hanxiao heart rolling all kinds of complex contradictory emotions, she deeply inhaled a cool breath, "but, you are deeply in love with Qin poetry, is it possible?"

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