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313. The Young Master Has Not Married a Wife (3)

Yun Ruoxiang's face turned red, revealing the shyness of her daughter's house, "Really?"

Will he really like her when she sees her wearing a wedding dress?

"That's for sure. Women are the most beautiful when wearing wedding dresses. Besides, you are hundreds or thousands of times more beautiful than that wild girl Qiao Luo. No matter how good the wedding dress is, it's a waste to wear for her."

When talking about Qiao Luo, Chen Yu's face changed suddenly, and the smile on the corners of his lips became sarcastic.

"The rumors outside are circulating now. In my opinion, she will be kicked out of the Long family's gate sooner or later."

Yun Ruoxiang lowered the smile on his face, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "But there is no news from the Long family now. Will Mrs. Long not care about these things at all?"

"It's impossible. Mrs. Long is quite shirkable about this kind of thing. At that time, Long Beijue's parents' horoscopes were not in line with each other, and the Long family strongly opposed it, including Mrs. Long." Chen Yu retorted.

"Then why..."

"It was Long Beijue's father who disagreed with the public and finally married Long Beijue's mother."

Later, after Long Beijue's mother left Long Beijue, Mrs. Long slowly accepted her.

Upon hearing this, Yun Ruoxiang couldn't be happy either. If Long Beijue was like his father, wouldn't she still be in trouble?

She must not let her hard work be wasted, a trace of firmness flashed in her eyes.

She held the hem of her skirt and walked quickly towards the coffee table.

Picking up her cell phone, she dialed the phone number directly out.

"Dudu..."

After waiting for a long time, just as she was impatient, someone finally answered the call on the other end of the phone.

"Who?"

The tone of a careless tone and his voice was slightly hoarse, and it sounded like he had just woken up.

Yun Ruoxiang's face turned cold. She had insomnia all night, so he slept comfortably.

She suppressed her anger and said in a kind voice, "Master Feng, when will you plan to fulfill your promise to me?"

"It's Miss Yun." Feng Wuze yawned on the other end of the phone, turned over and then fell into the bed.

"Miss Yun has made something wrong? Hasn't the thing that I promised you have already fulfilled?"

Yun Ruoxiang tightened his phone and said, "Head Feng, don't joke with me."

"Sorry, I have never liked to joke with outsiders." Feng Wuze said in a gentle tone.

"The rumors are circulating now, and it has achieved the effect Miss Yun wants. I wonder what Miss Yun wants?"

Yun Ruoxiang choked, "I..."

Feng Wuze is right, and the rumors are circulating now, and it is indeed his credit.

But she wanted more than that.

After all, she took out 10% of the shares of Yun's Group. If he did just such a thing, wouldn't she have lost a lot?

She said softly, "Master Feng, I still have a little help, I need you to help you."

“What’s the busy thing?”

"Please ask the head of the Feng family to go to the Long family and tell the rumors to Mrs. Long again." Yun Ruoxiang said.

"Oh."

Feng Wuze sneered and sneered, revealing a little disdain.

"Miss Yun, be content in life. Don't treat everyone as your pawn and let you play with it."

Yun Ruoxiang's face darkened, and his tone changed, "Master Feng, what do you mean?"

"Miss Yun also has to think about me. If I dare to step into the Long Family Mansion, I will be killed by Long Beijue in the next second." Feng Wuze sat up and said carelessly.
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