An Minghe wanted to say something more, but when he saw the call was hung up, he angrily smashed the phone, "This beast, this beast——"
Gu Yuqing stopped kowtowing, and the humility she pretended to have disappeared in an instant. She said viciously: "This bitch won't take soft tactics, it seems that I have to use force."
She thought about it and came up with an idea. "Didn't Zhou Zhou help her plot against our Qianqian before? They should have a good relationship. Why not tie Zhou Zhou up and bring him here? Then we can set up a tight net to catch that bitch!"
This method is good, and the eyes of the other three people lit up.
But then the mood darkened again. An Minghe said, "No, Zhou Zhou is the granddaughter of Major General Zhou and the young mistress of the Yun family. We can't do anything until the last step. Let's think of other ways first!"
Gu Yuqing was anxious, "Then you should think of a solution quickly. This is the last child in our An family. You must protect him!"
The three An siblings looked at each other and decided that the last child of the An family must be kept alive!
The four of them gathered in the study upstairs, discussed it, and came up with an idea...
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At the same time, in a plastic surgery hospital in Country H, a mother and daughter were looking at themselves in the mirror in the VIP ward.
In the mirror, both of them had gorgeous facial features, completely different from before.
The two people were Qian Meng and her daughter.
A month ago, she divorced An Minghui and moved to Seoul with her daughter An Ning.
Although she left, she has been paying attention to the An family these days because she still has a son living in the An family.
That day, when she learned that her son was sent abroad by the An family, she thought it was a good thing. The madwoman Tang Xili was obviously here to take revenge on the An family, so it was better for him to stay away from trouble.
Unexpectedly, on the third day after her son went abroad, she received the tragic news that her son had been killed. It was like a bolt from the blue, and she fainted on the spot.
After waking up, she wanted to return to China with An Ning. She heard that her son's ashes had been sent back to China, and she wanted to see her son off for the last time.
But she was persuaded by An Minghui, who asked her and An Ning to never return to China, to hide their identities, and perhaps they could still survive.
However, how could Qian Meng swallow the revenge of his son's murder?
In order to avoid being found by Tang Xili and to take revenge in the future, both mother and daughter had plastic surgery.
From this moment on, they will begin to learn the etiquette of H Country's upper class society and find a backer who can rival Tang Xili...
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The setting sun is like fire, dyeing the sky red.
The gorgeous sunset glowed in, casting a layer of orange-pink gauze over the clean and tidy room.
A faint scent of jasmine filled the air.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Tang Xili was lying on a white Barcelona chair, playing with the phone that had just been hung up.
She looked up at Amy and Bella who were drinking tea on the fabric sofa across from her. "What do you think they will do next?"
Amy thought for a moment, "First, they will definitely send more people."
Bella's green eyes turned around: "Secondly, they must be thinking of a permanent solution..."
Tang Xili stood up and sat up. Her slender fingers, like scallions, fell on the Go board in front of her and she casually picked up a black chess piece from the pear wood chess pot.
Against the backdrop of black chess pieces, the icy nude pink nail polish appears even more lustrous, with a few scattered white Udumbara flowers adding just the right touch of refinement and elegance.
She lowered her head, looking down at the chessboard with full concentration, taking in the overall situation.
“When people are pushed into a desperate situation, they will either jump off the wall or be reborn from the ashes. A wise person will choose to risk his life in order to survive.”
Bella and Amy looked at each other.
The two of them had been with her for many years. Although they did not have a thorough understanding of the profound Chinese language, they had read a lot of "Thirty-Six Stratagems" and "The Art of War".
Just by hearing her say this, they guessed what the An family would do next.
Bella blew the tea leaves floating on the teacup and asked, "Madam, how are you going to deal with this?"
"Click", Tang Xili raised her eyelids, glanced at her, and the black chess piece in her hand fell on the chessboard with crisscrossing longitude and latitude, and the game was decided.
"Let the tiger out of the cage, then remove the firewood from under the cauldron."
Her usual style is to first give the opponent the illusion that she has successfully defeated her, and then give the opponent a profound blow.
It's just that bad.
"Don't do anything, just let them be busy." No one knew that she had already placed people around An Youxuan.
Bella nodded, "Got it ma'am."
Amy said, "Ma'am, the company in Africa has already reached a close cooperative relationship with An's. Can we contact the company in Europe?"
Tang Xili picked up another white piece and placed it on the chessboard. "After this deal is completed, we'll contact the European side and do the same."
"Yes, ma'am."
The two of them stood up and prepared to go out. Zhao Yun and her mother were still at home, so they had to send the person to Zhao Yun's parents' home.
If Zhao Yun wants to file for divorce, Amy will fight for her free of charge. Of course, it depends on Zhao Yun's intention.
Tang Xili remembered something and called out to them, "Is Wang Fan's money laundering case going to trial soon?"
Amy nodded. "The trial will begin in three days."
"Okay, got it."
The door was closed and the room fell silent.
Tang Xili lay back on the Barcelona chair, quietly watching the sun being swallowed by the green mountains and the gorgeous sunset gradually dissipating.
A gentle knock on the door interrupted her trance. Xiao Tao's voice rang out from outside, "Ma'am, Mr. Yong has given you an invitation."
"Invitation?" Tang Xili's eyes flickered slightly, "Come in and tell me."
The door opened and Xiao Tao walked in, handing a fresh and simple letter to Tang Xili with both hands.
Tang Xili took it, held it in her hand, and looked at the cover of the post. It was made of high-quality hard cardboard that exuded the scent of jasmine. There was a three-dimensional picture on the front. The picture showed a short-haired girl wearing a black sleeveless top and a white horse-faced skirt.
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