Once the older generation suffered a big loss in the past, they would be careful to guard against the calculations around them.
After Zhang Xuewen, who was still a young master fifty years ago, was adopted into the He family, he met the second lady of the He family who was often said to be stuck in the house. Miss He Er is really beautiful. She is different from the other rich ladies I saw when I was a young master. She was like a white lotus blooming alone in the water, with no powder on her face and only a cheongsam that could outline her figure.
It's just that Miss He Er never has a smile on her face, she is indifferent to everyone, and she is not close to anyone.
So when Miss He Er proposed to tie the knot with Zhang Xuewen, he only felt that all the misfortunes he had encountered before were great blessings. Being able to be husband and wife with Miss He Er should be the greatest blessing in his life.
The news that the second young lady of the He family was getting married to the boy adopted by the family did not need to be publicized in a big way. The whole village knew about it in one night. On the day of the wedding, none of the villagers he knew in the past came to congratulate her, but Zhang Xuewen didn't care. It would have been better for those poor people not to come.
He was now happily hearing the beating sound of his heart in his chest, which was getting louder and louder. The sound of heartbeat was getting closer and closer, as if it was reaching his ears. He finally touched Miss He Er's hand, but it seemed to be wet, and the soft, boneless palm was placed in the palm of his hand. Zhang Xuewen's smile reached to his ears.
At dawn, the villagers opened the doors of their houses that had been closed all night one after another, glanced at the location of the He family accidentally, and then turned around and went about their business elsewhere.
I heard that the He family adopted another adopted daughter named He Qian.
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