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Steward Lin's mobile phone rang, she picked up the phone, put it to her ear, and said respectfully: "Yes." ”

Then he held his mobile phone and said to the rear window: "Miss Dusk, my old lady's phone number, she wants to apologize to you in person." ”

Twilight took a deep breath, "Drive!" ”

Kong Xiulian is right, the Twilight family and the Lin family have no friendship, and she doesn't need to give the Lin family face anymore.

"It's blocked, and I can't open it. Why don't we call the police? ”

"Fart!" Twilight is angry, is it not big enough?

This commotion, other media received the news and rushed to come, and the people who came to attend the old lady's birthday party also poured out to watch the excitement.

The more and more people surrounded, Twilight Jiayin was trapped to death, and the stalemate lasted for more than an hour, Steward Lin didn't expect Twilight Jiayin to get out of the car, and felt that it was almost over.

Re-spoken, "Our Lin family, I didn't expect Miss Dui to come, so it would cause a mistake and be a little sluggish." Our old lady also intends to apologize to Miss Twilight in person. However, since Miss Twilight refuses to forgive our Lin family, we can't force it. ”

Steward Lin's tone was respectful, but he clearly named Twilight Jiayin as uninvited.

Since Twilight Jiayin came uninvited, the Lin family didn't know that Twilight Jiayin was coming, so the negligence caused by it was understandable, and the Lin family had apologized very sincerely, but Twilight Jiayin didn't even show her face.

In the eyes of everyone, Twilight is really arrogant.

Most of the people who come to celebrate their birthdays are people with status.

The more people with status, the more they pay attention to etiquette, and in their opinion, such a behavior is extremely rude.

Everyone couldn't help but feel sorry for Qin Jian, the object of the marriage would be such a woman.

If it was just Kong Xiulian's matter before, with Du Jinyan's ability, it could be suppressed.

But as soon as the Lin family did this, a large number of powerful and rich people saw what happened tonight.

No matter how capable she is, she can't suppress these people together.

Tonight's ugliness, Twilight Jiayin is powerless to recover.

Listening to Steward Lin's words, Du Jiayin couldn't wait for fire to erupt in her eyes, and burn this housekeeper surnamed Lin to death, it is best to burn everyone present to death, so that today's embarrassment can be buried.

After Steward Lin finished speaking, he took his subordinates back to the Lin family.

Other people who watched the excitement also dispersed.

And the people in the media, although they couldn't shoot Twilight Jiayin, but after guarding it for most of the day, the material in their hands was enough to make a fuss, and they knew that Twilight Jiayin would never get off.

There is no need to waste any more time and leave one after another.

Kong Xiulian saw that the people were gone, closed the trunk of the car, patted the door, and said, "Open the door." ”

Twilight Jiayin was afraid that there were still people from the media guarding nearby, so she didn't dare to open the door and let Kong Xiulian get into the car, and told the driver, "Go." ”

The driver hurriedly drove away.

Kong Xiulian was dressed like this, and was photographed by reporters, and she was extremely embarrassed, and all this was caused by Du Jiayin.

She already had a grudge against Twilight Jiayin, but when she saw that Twilight Jiayin didn't let her get into the car, she left, and her face was so angry that she almost cramped.

She had a bag in the car and didn't have a penny on her.

It's the third watch in the middle of the night, and I'm left here, and I'm not as angry as I am, and I hate Twilight Jiayin to the core.

Twilight!

You are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!

Gripping his mobile phone, wrapping up his suit, he walked out of the Lin house, hailed a taxi, and took a taxi back to Seoul.

PS: It takes time for the author to write an essay to conceive, and if the water is well conceived, there is no quality to speak of, so it is impossible to maintain the same speed every day as copying. As I said before, my speed is 1,000 words per hour without distraction, and this time does not include ideation and research. And writing is not a faucet, turn on the faucet, and put as much water as you want. The author will be very tired after a high-intensity day of more than ten hours, and after a period of time, he also needs to rest. Although the author lives on manuscript fees, he can't exhaust himself to death.

In the cold, I was too tired and slept ~~

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