The Seventh Bride

Ivanka Bai hadn't got clear of what happened, she was dragged out of the corner by two handy servants to the door all the way.

"Hey! What are you doing? Let me go!" Ivanka furiously resisted.

While the two servants ignored her and continued to drag her downstairs.

There were five to six people sitting in the living room downstairs. The old madam Nangong was sitting on the main seat, with a middle-aged man in monk clothing standing in front of her. The rest were elders in the Nangong Family.

Ivanka was pushed violently by the two servants and fell in front of the old madam, involuntarily making faces with pain.

The old madam glanced at Ivanka on the ground, and stared at the old monk next to her and said coldly, "Monk Wang, can you tell me clearly whether she is Vivian Bai, the daughter of the Bai Family or not."

forward and clasped Ivanka's chin with their hands and lifted her head up.

Ivanka, and said to the old madam, "Madam, she

beside him to hand up the picture of Vivian, which looked exactly the

that she could save the

this..." The monk couldn't tell why could this be. The person was indeed right, why Charles Nangong got sick on his wedding night. The monk was also very

Ivanka who was on the ground smiled bitterly in her heart, these idiots, can't you recognize

annoyed, "You have been claiming that the young lord must have feelings for her and he would not truly found his destined lover until falling in love with her ,

slowly from the chair, stood beside Ivanka, and looked down at her, "With this kind of stuff, how do you make Young

onto Monk Wang's side by Mrs. Nangong, and hit Monk

and she even doubted whether everything last night was true or not, whether it was Nangong Family's

night, the wound on her

knew how bad she was at this time, with messy hair and disheveled clothes,