That night at the Huangting Hotel, when the Huo family broke in, they saw her with third master Huo.

    Not Qin Ruan, but Han Kexin.

    Everyone would think that she was the one who had sex with third master Huo.

    With such a mind, Han Kexin looked forward to it and believed that the Huo family would come to the door.

    Facts have proved that Han Kexin expected well.

    She waited to get in touch with the Huo family.

    "Mom, do you think the Huos will marry me?"

    Han Kexin sat in a room of the guild hall, his fingers agitated uneasily, and his face flushed with expectation.

    Han Xian, sitting opposite her, has a delicate face and a calm posture.

    When she heard the speech, she looked calm and glanced at her daughter.

    "Don''t be paranoid. The Huos won''t marry you."

    In a word, Han Kexin''s face turned ruddy in an instant.

    She opened her eyes and said excitedly, "why don''t they contact me now? Why don''t they find me if they don''t marry me?"

    Han Xian lips slightly hook: "Kexin, you should know why."

    Han Kexin certainly knows, because Qin Ruan was the one who fell in love with third master Huo that night.

    But no one knows about it except her.

    Even Qin Ruan himself didn''t know.

    "Mom, Qin Ruan..." it''s not enough to be afraid.

    "Kexin, it has nothing to do with Qin Ruan. Even if she treated you like that yesterday, she is your stepfather''s biological daughter after all!"

    Later, Han Kexin was interrupted by Han Xian before he finished.

    Han Xian''s face sank. She raised her eyebrows to her daughter and motioned her to see the monitoring in the upper left corner of the room.

    Since the Huos have arranged the meeting place here, they can''t help it.

    Now that technology is so developed, the conversation between them in the house may spread to some people''s ears.

    Han Kexin immediately shut up and looked uneasy. He glanced at the monitoring position.

    At one glance, he quickly withdrew his sight.

    Han Xian, Han Kexin''s caution is right.

    Their words and deeds were spread to the black luxury car parked outside the guild hall.

    Huo Erye, who was sitting in the back seat, saw it in his eyes and heard it in his ears.

    "Hiss!" Huo Yirong sneered, "this mother and daughter are interesting."

    He also knows about Qin Ruan mentioned in the mother daughter dialogue.

    The girls who grew up in the west city slum and survived there are no more disgusting than this mother and daughter.

    When checking Han Kexin''s data, the Huo family turned everything upside down, together with everyone in the Qin family.

    Information about Qin Ruan''s life is still lying in his computer database.

    This woman has a good reputation in Xicheng. Except that she hasn''t killed anyone, she doesn''t touch drugs, and she has done almost nothing she hasn''t done. She hurts the enemy a thousand and loses eight hundred. She is a cruel role.

    But he is also a fool. As a genuine miss of the Qin family, she has many cards, but she is fooled by her stepmother and stepsister.

    I don''t think I''ve seen the filth of the internal struggle of the rich. There''s no blood in the struggle of the rich. It''s no better than that Xicheng solves the problem by fighting evil.

    This woman, sooner or later, has no life to be calculated.

    At present, Huo Yirong is not very interested in Qin Ruan.

    He just wanted to speed up the solution to the mother and daughter sitting in the guild hall with infinite calculation and greed.

    Han Kexin''s delusion to marry the Huo family is a fool''s dream.

    Third brother touched this woman. If she was clean, she might have a chance to enter Huo''s house.

    But she was too dirty to be on the table.

    She doesn''t deserve the position of the future mistress of the Huo family.

    Which of her pile of black history is brought to the table without being laughed at by the major families.

    If she enters the Huo family, the Huo family will become the talk of others in the next few decades.