Zhang Ailian is a rather resentful beauty, quite resentful. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

When Quan Shengnan did not answer, she recounted her life in Cantonese in a soft voice.

She was born into a family that fled to Hong Kong from the mainland in the twenties and thirties, and once enjoyed fine food and clothing.

At that time, it was not easy for people to come to Hong Kong through the official way, and most of them were wealthy.

Not rich people, of course, there are also those who follow the regular path, but there are relatively few.

Needless to say, smugglers.

If you can go the way, then when you arrive in Hong Kong, many belongings will be safeguarded, and your life will naturally be worry-free.

Although the Zhang family has a large population, Zhang Ailian still lived the life of a daughter when she was a child, stretching out her hands to eat and open her mouth, and she could learn foreign languages, piano, etc.

Zhang Ailian has been a beautiful embryo since she was a child, and she is already famous when she is thirteen years old.

It's a pity that the Zhang family also fell at that time.

The defeat was swift.

There are reasons for being coveted, there are reasons for poor management, and there are reasons for being divided by family members, and a variety of reasons are gathered together, causing the Zhang family to fall apart.

From rich to poor, from fancy houses to slums, it was only an overnight thing.

At the same time, Zhang Ailian lost her father.

It was also because of the loss of his father that he did not fight with others when he separated the family, and he did not get a share of any family property.

Zhang Ailian is an only child, and the mother and daughter have a difficult life.

That year, Zhang Ailian was fourteen years old.

If Zhang Ailian's appearance is mediocre, maybe the mother and daughter will live in peace.

However, Zhang Ailian is a little beauty, and she is still a stunning little beauty with a slight smile.

Harassed by the old boy, coveted by the neighbors.

The salivating eyes full of color have made Zhang Ailian tremble all over her body until now.

Fortunately, Zhang Ailian met a good person.

A good man named Liu Baolin.

Liu Baolin and his wife Liu Liang Yuyi are very kind and often do charity, not only donating money and materials to orphanages, but also often going to the places where the poor live to help the poor.

They are often praised for the same thing as Huo Xuetong, sponsoring the poor who are willing to make progress and giving them the opportunity to learn.

Hearing this, Quan Shengnan interrupted Zhang Ailian.

"Of course, my fourth brother will always be the best person." The name of Confucian merchants is not boasted.

Zhang Ailian was stunned, "Your fourth brother? ”

"Yes, Huo Xuetong."

"Oh, I remember, the person who just sent you here is Huo Sheng's secretary, of course you know Huo Sheng."

Zhang Ailian suddenly realized, and then looked at the pretty appearance of Quan Shengnan's pink lips, revealing a smile that you know and I understand.

When Kwon Shengnan saw it, he glanced at her, took off the bracelet, and put it in the jewelry box together with the earrings he had taken off.

The jewelry box is very exquisite, with small leaves carved red sandalwood, exquisitely clear, and the antique furniture complements each other.

Liu Baolin was surprised by the living room, not to mention the room, especially Quan Shengnan's boudoir.

She lives in the master bedroom of the villa, the bed is a thousand-step bed, hanging with a double-sided embroidered shadow veil of a hundred birds and a phoenix, the dresser is the kind used by the ladies in ancient times, and the rest of the furniture is also exquisite.

Of course, it was the furniture that Huo Xuetong asked people to beat, and the wood was the high-grade small-leaved red sandalwood that he sent someone to buy that year.

This was not an overnight effort, according to Secretary Chen, it took several years to have such a finished product.

The joy in Kwon Shengnan's heart can be imagined.

There is no one who does not rejoice in those who take themselves to heart and take everything they do seriously.

A shallow flush on the cheeks.