The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mu Xuexin was holding her cheeks, only feeling the tender skin fierce and painful, and there was a faint smell of blood in her mouth.

She did not resist, but closed her eyes and wept.

"Qiao Wei, I have also apologized, and I promised to pay you compensation, but why do you still beat me?"

As she spoke, her hand slowly slipped, and the arrogant slap print was displayed in front of the guests.

"You..." Qiao Wei rolled her eyes.

The attributes of the white lotus are really disgusting.

Upon seeing this, Ji Guilan also hugged Mu Xuexin and helped her tears. "Xinxin, I blame my mother... If my mother doesn't host this birthday party, you will not invite Qingchen filially, let alone pretend to be like this. thing……"

The mother and daughter hugged each other, crying more and more.

Mu Wanqing rubbed his temples, "It's really painful."

She should have taken off Mu Xuexin's mask just now, lest she still pretends to be a white lotus here now and dominately.

Don't let her have the chance to touch the mask again!

Otherwise, Mu Xuexin will be over!

"Since Miss Mu said that she didn't know that the woman was a fake Qingchen just now, then, she must be sincere and want to invite me to a banquet, right?"

Mu Wanqing sighed quietly.

Mu Xue had tears in her eyes, her eyes moisturized, "Yes... It's really not what I asked someone to pretend."

Mu Wanqing's heart: I'm pooh.

I really believed in the evil of White Lotus.

But she did not ask anyone to pretend, because the person who pretended to be Tian Hou Qingchen was simply herself.

"Xiang Yang." Mu Wan tilted his eyes to look at the assistant, "Is there this notice in my schedule?"

Xiang Yang handed her the notice, "I didn't receive the invitation letter from Mu's family. Your only itinerary today is to participate in Li Dao's commercial shooting."

Mu Wanqing nodded suddenly, "That's it."

She turned her eyes leisurely, looking at Mu Xuexin, her peach-like eyes seemed a bit lazy, but full of charm.

"It doesn't matter, Miss Mu can't be blamed. Maybe she sent the invitation letter to the wrong person."

When the voice fell, she curled her pink lips carelessly.

Qiao Wei sneered, "Even if the wrong person is invited, Ms. Mu Xuexin should have a backup, such as call records or email sending records."

She stretched out her hand to find the phone in her wide-leg pants, and looked down to find out the news of the birthday party sent by Mu's family.

"The Mu family claimed in the news report that they invited Ms. Qingchen to the banquet, but Qingchen was not invited. Shouldn't Ms. Mu give an explanation?"

When the voice fell, Mu Wanqing gave a cold snort.

Seeing her crying hypocritical appearance, Qiao Wei couldn't wait to slap her again!

"I……"

Mu Xuexin immediately reached out and grabbed the newspaper.

She tore the newspaper from her face and crumpled it into a trash ball, then held it in her palm, "My mailbox has been emptied, so no record can be found."

In fact, her mailbox has not been emptied, and there are even many private photos of herself stored in it...

In any case, she can't get evidence!

Because she had never sent an invitation to Qingchen at all, when she had an idea, she had already decided to impersonate herself.

"Really?" Mu Wanqing chuckled.

She hooked her finger and Xiang Yang handed her the tablet computer she was carrying.

I saw Mu Wanqing's slender fingers pulsing on the screen, a string of codes flashed quickly, and then an interface popped out-it was Mu Xuexin's mailbox!