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Chapter Fifty-Three

Hearing the word "cousin", Xia Pan'er's heart felt like being beaten mercilessly by a whip, and her dreams were shattered bit by bit.

For the first time, she looked at the man who called her "husband" with a new look, expressionless, and the mocking smile on her lips flashed like flowers: "Cousin, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you and Mu Qing.

Good thing!"

Xue Muqing's whole body was wrapped around Tang Junhao like a snake, her red lips pressed against his ear, and she complained coquettishly: "Junhao, tell your cousin to leave!"

Tang Junhao held her waist, and when he lowered his head slightly, his gentle and affectionate eyes showed an indifferent cold light the moment he raised his head, and a cold and angry voice came over: "Cousin Pan'er, I'm so offended!"

It was as if sharp knives were inserted into Xia Pan'er's heart. Xia Pan'er felt waves of sharp pain. Her feet felt weak and she took two steps back.

Xue Muqing's soft and attractive red lips raised an imperceptible smile of victory: "Sister Pan'er, let's go!"

Her soft and charming body threw herself into Tang Junhao's arms again, pressing her tightly against him, smiling sweetly.

Xia Pan'er's face was as pale as paper, and her whole body was twitching. She hurriedly passed by the two of them, pushed open the clothes storage room, took out a few changes of clothes, stuffed them into the bag, and avoided the tangled branches in the room.

The two of them rushed out the door without looking back.

With a "bang" sound, he closed the mysterious door and rushed out of Bauhinia Garden.

A complicated look appeared on Tang Junhao's handsome and charming face.

The quiet moon had already hung high on the branches, emitting a cold brilliance. The cold wind in the late night of April blew the bare branches, just like Xia Paner's swaying heart, and she couldn't help but wipe it.

I was already bursting with tears, but more tears were pouring out.

Standing shivering in the cold wind, Xia Pan'er finally took out her mobile phone and dialed out a series of numbers.

The other party was sleepy: "Who is it?"

"I, Miss Pan'er!"

When Kang Junxi heard this, he lost all sleep and jumped up from the bed: "Miss Pan'er, what's wrong with you?"

"I, I've run into a little trouble. I would like to stay at your place tonight. Is that convenient?" Xia Pan'er's throat was choked and she sobbed.

"Okay, Miss Pan'er, where are you now? I'll pick you up right away!" Kang Junxi asked with concern and joy. Looking at the alarm clock, it was already pointing to three in the morning. At this time, she can think of me, Kang Junxi, which shows that she is in her mind.

location.

"I'm next to Wangfujing Shopping Center on Champs Elysées." The cold air hit her, and Xia Pan'er stamped her feet and shivered.

"Okay, Miss Pan'er, I'll be there in fifteen minutes, wait for me there!" Kang Junxi couldn't restrain his excitement.

Fifteen minutes later, the tall and elegant man appeared in front of Xia Pan'er on time. In the cold wind, the petite and thin Xia Pan'er had already shrunk into a ball, so weak that he seemed to be blown away.
Chapter completed!
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