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."

stepped forward and clasped Ivanka's chin with their hands and lifted

the old madam, "Madam, she

motioned to the assistant beside him to hand up the picture of Vivian,

they are destined lovers? Didn't you say that she could

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

smiled bitterly in her heart, these idiots, can't you recognize

was anxious and annoyed, "You have been claiming that the young lord must have feelings for her and he would

kind of stuff, how do you make Young Lord have feelings for her? How does he fall in love with her?Can you show

Nangong, and hit Monk Wang's chest with her head, making

true or not, whether it was Nangong Family's tricks on her. Charles is a normal

Thinking of last night, the wound on her wrist felt painful.

she was at this time, with messy hair and disheveled clothes, no different from a female lunatic, no wonder Mrs. Nangong would say such