The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Xenia did not mind the presence of an outsider, Olive.Her pent-up discontent seemed to find an outlet, and she poured out her complaints. She also said in a somewhat heartless way, "my brother said that sacrificing his marriage alone is enough, and there is no need to sacrifice my happiness. Hey, Ivy, if I really have to run away one day, how about I run to you? You'll take me in, won't you?"

She was a child after all. She began to shake Ivy's leg pitifully.

Olive was dejected. Look, this was the love of the rich. If it's cheap, but the betrothal presents and dowry were worth a fortune, but it’s expensive, it seemingly could be bought cheaply and sold cheaply. Thus, Alan, even though I still remember you and you still miss me, there was no future between us.

You couldn’t let go of your responsibilities, and I couldn’t ignore the lives of my family and the contempt in your mother's eyes. Annie, she was the only precious gift you have left me. I named her Annie because I wanted her to grow up safe and sound. I wanted her to live a normal life, healthy and happy. So forgive me for not telling you who she was. I was afraid you would have to fight me for custody. I didn’t want her to be unable to live her own life as a child, and I didn’t want her to be unable to live her own life as an adult, too.

"Olive, you seem to have something on your mind." Ivy’s hand was on the steering wheel and he found that Olive looked strange in the rearview mirror.

Olive came to herself with a slight sigh. "It's nothing," she said. "But I suddenly feel, involuntarily, this is a very cruel word."

"Olive, do you like anyone?" Xenia turned from her copilot's seat and looked at Olive. She hesitated a little.

Olive knew what she meant. Olive chuckled, "I used to like someone."

But that's a secret.

"What do you mean you used

to answer this question. He reached out and turned Xenia's face back, “little girl, don't pry

only four years and seventeen days younger than you. Can you

old? I

you look at her face, you may think that she is a high school student." Ivy laughed.

grumbled, "it's not my fault that I

nice to have a baby face. Girls are afraid of getting old, and being eroded by time, but baby-faced people have a natural anti-aging advantage. It always looks so young and lovely with

cute, but no one loves me." Xenia signed heavily, turned her face sideways

from the street to the end of the street. Your

or social climbers. None of them really like me. They are good

"What kind of people do you like?" Ivy

"I like people like you, okay? You are handsome, pretty, cultured, and not domineering." Xenia smiled and glowed.

But it was her cleverness, and the fact that she was born into such a family, that

was parked in front of an unobtrusive building with two unassuming words flickering under the neon

different world. Olive only thought of

a regular visitor, she led them to their private room on the second floor. In the private room, young men and women have been playing in the dim light. She met several of

These people oiled their feet pretty quickly.

be too polite with them. You have to eat well and have fun." Xenia was like a host, and she did not look like