Hearing this, Quan Shengnan was dumbfounded.

Just because it will affect Mo Yu's future, she will take back one of her wishes?

She loves Mo Yu so deeply and so crazy for Mo Yu, who has changed her mind a long time ago?

When Zhan heard it outside the window, his eyebrows were upside down, and he floated in and pointed at her and scolded her.

"There is a person like you in the world, for a stinky man, he doesn't even avenge his own murder!

When other people encounter something like you, they can't wait to cut the fox spirit with a thousand knives.

Are you good, magnanimous, to show your virtuous kindness?

It's a pity that you are a ghost, no matter how good you are to Mo Yu, no one will know!

With this virtuous kindness, it's good for you to go to ancient times, why wander the world and refuse to leave? Waste our little girl's time! ”

Cao Hongyu was pitifully scolded by her, and she was about to shrink into a ball.

Kwon shook his head.

Cao Xueqin, an awe-inspiring old jade carver, named his daughter, and there are no traces of the Dream of Red Mansions.

It's a pity that Cao Hongyu has the form of Lin Daiyu, without the god of Lin Daiyu, and even Lin Hongyu, who has the same name as her, can't compare.

"Master Zhan, don't scold, her own life is up to her, we're just outsiders."

Zhan shook his hand and floated away, this time really leaving, not staying in the courtyard.

Quan Shengnan looked at Cao Hongyu and said, "If your wish is just to uphold justice, I believe you will be able to do it soon." ”

She saw from Tao Xiaohong's future that when she learned the truth, she did not let go of Yuan Zhihong.

Now that he has joined forces with Qi Hui, he has determined the policy.

There is no evidence, there is no way to prosecute, the killing of celery sperm cannot be called a murder case, and they have not yet started Qi Hui's death robbery.

The only thing they can do is to make Yuan Zhihong discredited and dare not do it again.

The venue is set for this year's gala.

At the end of the year, there is a year-end drinking party in the company, how can there be no in the compound?

Unlike the last party, the gala had many performances.

There are artists in the art troupe, literary and artistic soldiers in the army, and children of high-ranking cadres who understand art in the compound.

The latter will sign up first and then be selected, and the final winner will be able to take the stage of the auditorium and perform in front of the old leaders.

No one doesn't want to show their talents in front of leaders

A long time ago, the compound had already begun to register, compete, and select.

In Yuan Chengde's house, Yuan Zhihong showed off that Yuan Wei was selected, because of the elimination layer by layer, and in the end it was the elite who remained.

It's an honor to show your face in front of the leaders.

Early in the morning, Yuan Zhihong dressed up brilliantly and took Yuan Wei to the auditorium to make preparations.

She watched Yuan Wei pack up, walked out of the backstage to Yuan Chengde's side, and caught a glimpse of Quan Shengnan sitting in the audience and chatting happily with several old chiefs' wives, and immediately gritted her teeth and her face was full of anger.

Quan Shengnan is well-behaved and witty, and she speaks funny, but it is rare to be generous and unrestrained, and everyone likes her very much.

"Sister-in-law Lin, your clothes are good, I haven't seen you wear them, where did you customize them?"

With the words of the second chief's wife, everyone looked at Mrs. Lin who was sitting with them.

The cotton jacket with a golden silk peony stand-up collar oblique placket, the background color is red, and below is a pair of black pants, with hem piping, embroidered with Ruyi cloud pattern on the piping, and the piping embroidery on the neckline and cuffs of the cotton jacket echoes, worn on the old man, reflecting the white hair and white eyebrows, which looks particularly spiritual.

"This is what she made for me." Mrs. Lin was triumphant.

Now, who still sews clothes and shoes by themselves in large families, few people can get the filial piety of their granddaughter like her.