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When he mentioned An Xia, Lu Bai was slightly startled. In his mind, he recalled that woman from last night.

She has the face of an angel, and her delicate sweetness...

But after looking at An Xia's information, Lu Bai withdrew the scenes in his head and frowned. "I'm not interested in the little girl. It was an accident last night."

It was the woman who ran into his hotel room last night. How did he know what kind of woman she was? What age? What kind of status did he have?

"OK, pretend I didn't say anything."

Pei Ao spread out his hands and gave up.

Qin Xiuyuan, his secretary, walked in after knocking twice at the door of the office, "CEO Lu, we found Miss An Xia'er."

Lu Bai raised his eyes and looked over, "You gave her the money?"

"No, we didn't tell her CEO Lu's identity." Qin Yuan stood respectfully to the side as he reported, "And she didn't take the cheque CEO Lu wrote out for her. She also said that she would pass this to you, Boss Lu. Should I take a look?"

The corner of Lu Bai's eyes slightly closed, but when he saw the cash inside and the words written on the piece of paper, his computer was unable to calculate the exact amount of stiffness in his perfect face.

After a long while, he slowly put the things inside back, his lips had a hint of a dangerous smile, "Bring that woman over here for me, and also tell the old man that I'm getting married tomorrow."

It seemed like he needed to make that little woman understand the outcome of teasing him!

An family mansion.

When Father An saw that An Xia had returned, his anger skyrocketed.

"I don't have a daughter like you. Who is Young Master Mu? Since you did something at your arranged marriage, then what kind of thing did you do?!" Father An pointed at the door with trembling fingers. "Leave. Leave the An clan right now."

Madam An held her hand at the side. "Not only are you ungrateful to be adopted by the An clan, you've even done such a disgraceful thing. If it wasn't for Young Master Mu being generous, the An clan wouldn't have been able to explain to the Mu Clan right now."

An Xia'er's fingers shook as she looked at her servant, who had his head lowered.

Angel is not here...

"Dad, I said last night that it was Moose City who called me to leave the banquet hall. At that time, I drank the wine Aunt Lian gave me, so I'm not too conscious …" An Xia looked at Madam An.

Unlike Father An who had always taken care of An Xia'er, Mother An'er had always disliked An Xia'er, the adopted daughter. Therefore, An Xia'er and her adopted daughter were very respectful towards each other.

She was called Aunt Lian.

Madam An's expression changed slightly. "Xia'er, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to say that Aunt Lian did something bad to you?"

An Xia looked at her. "I also hope Aunt Lian didn't do that."

Madam An hated that An Xia was so straightforward. She turned around and gently held An Xiong's arm. "Hubby, Xia'er must have misunderstood me. I've always treated her like my own flesh and blood …"

"There's no need to say anything else. You let this marriage go on, so you can't blame anyone else." Anfey's father walked over and said angrily to An Xia'er, "As for the shares you just mentioned to be transferred under Qi'er's name, Qi'er said you signed them yourself. Since you want to give them to her, don't regret it."

"Angel took advantage of my confusion and told me to sign the company's documents!"

"Xia'er, you can't wrongly accuse Qi'er for no reason at all. She treats you like her own sister." Madam An smiled, which was more venomous than a gorgeous snake. "Qi'er will be sad to hear you say that. You can't be heartless!"

"Conscience?" An Xia'er mocked, "Aunt Lian, your words are really strange. Do you really think of me as your biological daughter and sister?"

Madam An's face turned cold.