The scumbag ex-wife who became the substitute heroine

Under Xin Yan's strong request, Bei Lanlan gave up such a maverick hair color as cream yellow, and chose a more normal coffee brown instead.

The waiting process was very long, and Xin Yan watched nervously, and after a while she would open it to see what the color inside had become.

After four years, Bei Lanlan finally got a new hairstyle. She didn't want to see a car rollover scene.

In contrast, Bei Lanlan was much calmer, she looked down at the magazines in the store, Xin Yan looked at her, but finally couldn't hold back.

"Why did you choose this hairstyle?" she asked.

As someone who likes everything to be neat and clean, she would never touch this hairstyle.

Bei Lanlan shrugged, "I haven't tried it before, so I just want to try it."

After hearing this reason, Xin Yan didn't say anything else.

This is more real than simply answering likes or dislikes. Feeling that she has seen a glimmer of hope, Xin Yan pursed her lips, smiled slightly, and sat down quietly to wait.

Bei Lanlan saw her smiling, but she didn't know why she was smiling, and it was so gentle.She stared at her for a long time, until Xin Yan wanted to look over, she turned her gaze away.

The final result was very good. The hair stylist they found was not only the most expensive in the whole store, but also the best in the whole store. Bei Lanlan, who had changed her new hairstyle, became less mature and full of cuteness. The small air bangs are a bit like the Japanese hair style, but it is not so oriental, but more western and classical.

Xin Yan looked left and right, very satisfied, she walked in front of Bei Lanlan, stretched out her hands, helped her make her hair a little more fluffy, and then praised without concealment: "It's so beautiful."

The hair stylist said triumphantly from the side: "Look, I just said that my level is fine."

Xin Yan: "I'm sorry, this has nothing to do with your level. Lanlan's head is just a chicken coop, and that's pretty."

hairstylist:"……"

Bei Lanlan: "..."

Xin Yan always praised her so bluntly, she was almost immune.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when she came out of the hairdressing salon. Xin Yan drove directly to Adubo's residence without further delay.She didn't bring Assistant An with her today, firstly because she was too embarrassed to bother him, and secondly, she was actually a bit rebellious, she just wanted Adubo's secretary to be her interpreter.

They are all businessmen and wage earners, why should her wage earners have to work for other wage earners.

Even if she didn't want to see An Zhiyuan, no one else could yell at him.

During the process of apologizing, it was Xin Yan who spoke all the time, Bei Lanlan just sat quietly as if she didn't exist, and if others looked over, she would just smile, appearing very quiet.

When he was about to leave, Adubo looked at Bei Lanlan with a smile, and said something, the secretary translated it, and Xin Yan realized that what he said was, your wife is so cute, you must bring her to the next dinner Come.

Xin Yan froze for a moment, then nodded ecstatically: "No problem! How about this Friday? I'll let my people arrange it."

Adubo agreed, and they were sent out by the servants. When there was no one else, Xin Yan held her chest happily: "I thought I had screwed up, there is no unparalleled road, Lanlan, you Friday Nothing else, right? I can’t have it even if I have it now, [-] million, this is a business of [-] million, no, I want to call An Zhiyuan now, he will definitely be happier than me when he finds out hahahaha!”

Bei Lanlan: "..."

She felt that no one should be happier than Xin Yan.

For a moment, Bei Lanlan and An Zhiyuan had the same mood, a little wanting to be happy for Xin Yan, but more, they were still ashamed of Xin Yan.

This house is connected to a Chinese garden. No one knows what kind of Chinese garden an Arab builds. Anyway, every guest who comes here is more or less lost, and finally walks to the main road, the end of the road that should be empty. Two more people came in.

Xin Yan glanced casually, then her eyes froze.

A line of words appeared in the minds of both of them at the same time - Yuanjialu is narrow.

……

Song Xizi raised his eyebrows and approached Xin Yan: "Let me guess, you're sober and regretful, so you came here to apologize?"

Xin Yan was silent for a moment, showing a smile: "You still love to make up your mind as before, just like when you quarreled with me when you were a child, I swallowed a piece of chewing gum while holding your head down, and then you felt that you were going to die, and you called the police while calling the police. Crying and digging a hole in your yard to bury you, finally the police came, the gardener came, your parents came too, alas, it happened many years ago, I can't remember clearly, because of this, How many times have you been beaten?"

Song Xizi: "..."

You are really embarrassed to mention what happened more than 20 years ago, and, didn't you get beaten?

Song Xizi shook her hands angrily, she immediately wanted to fight back, and said a few stupid things that Xin Yan did, but before she opened her mouth, she turned her eyes, and suddenly she saw the person beside Xin Yan.

It was too dark, she only saw a fluffy hairstyle just now, she thought it was another assistant of Xin Yan, until Xin Yan spoke just now, this person turned his face away, she didn't see her face clearly.

Song Xizi was stunned for a moment, then his face became playful, "Bei Lanlan, is it?"

Before Bei Lanlan had any reaction, Xin Yan put on a vigilant expression. She stepped forward and stood in front of Bei Lanlan, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, but Miss Bei Lanlan, you remind me of someone. You look alike. How could there be someone so similar?" Song Xizi smiled and turned his head to look at Xin Yan. When I was so powerful, I was willing to bow down. You must have done an illegal cloning experiment, right? Oh Xin Yan, this is wrong, should I call the police again?"

Bei Lanlan listened quietly, the expression on her face didn't change. She didn't go out these years, and she rarely heard others discussing her appearance, but there were servants at home, so Bei Lanlan didn't have nothing to say about what they were talking about in private. known.

She has heard this kind of words many times, and they can't arouse her feelings. The only thing she thinks now is that Xin Yan is really right about one thing. Now she is indeed a gossip and a joke in people's eyes.

She doesn't want to talk, Xin Yan can think about it.

"Your eyes are fine, right? This is Lan Lan, she is my wife. No matter who you think she looks like, she is her. If you can't see the difference between them, then I advise you to go to the hospital for an ophthalmologist. By the way Then go to the brain department, I heard that sometimes people see blurred vision, it's not an eye problem, it may also be a brain tumor."

It was said that she had a brain tumor, but Song Xizi couldn't care less about getting angry. She was stunned for a while, then glanced at Bei Lanlan next to her, and then asked Xin Yan: "What does wife mean, are you married?"