The Seventh Bride

"Dear sister, is it time to give up?" Vivian Bai smiled complacently. She nestled her body deliberately in Annan Lin's arms and stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips.

Facing such defiance, even the most cowardly person should know how to fight.

Ivanka Bai nodded and sneered: "Very well, but don't get too smug. You think I'm a bully, don't you? If I were to die with you today, I would not let your treachery succeed!"

"What do you want to do?" Vivian Bai's face sank.

"I'm going back to tell Old Madam that my name is Ivanka Bai, not Vivian Bai, and that everything was designed by you and Young Lord Lin. You say, if Old Madam knows the truth, can Bai family and Lin family still have a foothold in C City? Are you still to muddle along here in high spirits? "

'You're mad!” Vivian was anxious: "If you tell the truth, you will die."

"With you buried, I would like that die!"

'"Don't you dare!"

simply lifted her lip with a cold smile and turned to walk briskly downstairs.

her, shouting for a servant downstairs to help catch her, Ivanka

cheeks, blurring her vision.

wanting to get away from the ugly man and woman.

angrily: "Annan, grab her, hurry up and don't let her go... ."

the main road, tears clouded

She had been injured on her forehead, but the impact just hit the original wound, and the pain made her dizzy.

she was held in the arms of a man. A magnetic, familiar voice whispered in her ear: "Seeking

eyes fell on his face through the mist of tears. Sure enough, his face was as beautiful as his voice, unreasonably handsome. Except for a paleness as if he had just recovered from a

much about why she thought

She spat it out at him imploringly.

her at a glance, seeing her forehead bleeding, he picked her up