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Chapter 641

As one of the insiders, Xia Chuwei also knew about Xia Chuwei and Yun Zhao back then.

Hearing Xia Wantang's words, Huo Yunting also looked over.

When he saw Yun Zhao, his eyes sank and his black eyes showed a bit of sinisterness.

Yun Zhao.

The seats arranged by Yun Zhao were even one row ahead of Huo Yunting and Xia Wantang.

As soon as he took his seat, Yun Zhao felt a cold air.

Yun Zhao frowned and looked over subconsciously.

When he saw Huo Yunting sitting in the back row, he was immediately frightened.

"Damn!" The noble young man who had always been handsome couldn't help but jump up and said with a rough sentence. "Why is that guy??"

Xia Chuwei said in surprise: "Senior, what's wrong?"

Yun Zhao rubbed his eyes, pointed at the man in the back row, and stuttered.

"Huo, Huo, Huo..."

Xia Chuwei and Yun Zhao talked about a lot of things about the past and temporarily forgot Huo Yunting.

Following Yun Zhao's gaze, Xia Chuwei remembered Huo Yunting's incident.

"How come Huo Yunting is here?!"

"Sorry, I forgot to tell my senior that Huo Yunting is here too..." Xia Chuwei looked at Yun Zhao's panic expression and asked softly: "Senior, are you and Huo Yunting... what's the holiday?"

What festival is there?

That's not a festival at all, it's simply irreconcilable!

Yun Zhao didn't want to be missed by Huo Yunting anymore and coughed dryly.

"Ah hahaha, I suddenly remembered that my cat has not been fed yet, you guys are watching here... I'll go back to feed the cat first!"

Before Xia Chuwei and Luo Xi could react, Yun Zhaofeng left, leaving only Xia Chuwei and Luo Xi looking at each other.

Xia Chuwei glanced at Huo Yunting, and the man looked light and could not see any emotional fluctuations.

The concert began soon, and the scene became quiet, and Xia Chuwei listened without distraction.

An hour and a half later, the concert ended.

People left the scene quietly and in an orderly manner.

When she walked out of the venue, Xia Chuwei saw Xia Wantang standing beside her.

With a glance, Xia Chuwei glanced at Huo Yunting standing in a secluded corner to answer the phone.

Xia Chuwei paused for a moment and walked towards Xia Wantang.

"Are you waiting for Huo Yunting to send you back?"

Hearing the sound, Xia Wantang looked at Xia Chuwei with a cold expression, and then turned his head expressionlessly.

She didn't speak, and didn't seem to want to pay attention to Xia Chuwei.

Xia Chuwei's cool voice sounded from behind.

"Isn't it great to be with someone else's husband?"

Even though Xia Wantang didn't want to pay much attention to Xia Chuwei, she was also angry after hearing such a frivolous sarcasm.

She said coldly: "Xia Chuwei, do you think everyone is you, and you like to steal other people's men?"

"Other people's man?" Xia Chuwei found it interesting, "Is it possible that Miss Xia thinks that Huo Yunting has always been your man? Even if he gets married, it belongs to you?"

"Xia Chuwei, you know what I mean!"

"It's unnecessary to turn those old accounts into pieces, right?" Xia Chuwei said indifferently: "It's been so many years ago, do you have to talk about it all your life?"

Xia Wantang clenched his fists, "Xia Chuwei, you should do this as a matter of course for the stolen things. Are you so proud?"

Xia Chuwei said lightly: "I am Mrs. Huo now, shouldn't I be proud?"


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