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Chapter 1813 It's just a springboard

Mrs. Wu is quite optimistic about Prince Edd. This man has a noble status and is loyal to Julie and obeys the rules. Even if Princess Luo is a little unhappy, that is not a problem. As long as Prince Eddard is loyal to her daughter, it is enough.

Which one in the world can truly be a damn person?

No matter how unhappy Princess Luo is, it is useless. As long as Edward is determined to marry, the royal family must agree. At that time, her daughter will become a princess with a high status, a hundred times more noble than Princess Laushizi of T country.

"Do you think you are making public your relationship with Edward public? Let's create public opinion first and blow the wind up?" Mrs. Wu suggested.

Julie and Edward are now in love. They are a young couple who are officially in love, but Julie asks Edward not to make it public for the time being. Mrs. Wu doesn’t understand her daughter’s thoughts very much. Why should she hide it after catching such a good husband?

"Don't worry about this matter, I have my own opinions." Julie's tone was not very good, and she had disgust in her eyes.

She was so stupid that she still couldn't see her true purpose. How could she really marry Edward? This man was naive and cowardly, and was not her good match at all. She just wanted to use Edward to enter that circle.

That circle brings together elite men from all over the world, the gold-diamond-level fifth brother whom girls dream of marrying. Edward is really nothing in it. Although he is the heir to the throne, the order is too low. The probability of becoming a king is almost zero. Her target is not the duchess, but the queen!

After being rejected, Mrs. Wu didn't dare to say it again. She really couldn't figure it out. Even a man as good as Edward looked down on, who did her daughter want to marry?

She was only worried that Julie would lose all the sesame seeds and watermelons in the end and would not be able to catch anything!

But she knew that it would be a waste of saliva when she persuaded her. Julie had long stopped listening to her and was very stubborn.

"Bazaar's idiot knows that he is going to marry that pervert, how does he react?" Julie was concerned about this. She especially enjoyed the pleasure of beating the weak, which was even more enjoyable than sucking big*.

"Just cry, don't eat..."

Mrs. Wu wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end she didn't say anything, for fear of making Julie angry.

Julie snorted coldly, looking contemptuous, what else can she do except cry?

Suddenly, he wanted to appreciate the miserable appearance of this waste snack. Julie became interested, turned on the computer, easily invaded the surveillance network of the palace, and switched to Julie's room under house arrest.

It is a suite, with a living room and a bedroom, and it has a complete set of furniture. It has everything, but there is no freedom.

Bazaar was sitting on the sofa watching a movie, which was a comedy. She had a smile on her face and put on makeup. She was completely different from what Mrs. Wu said about being haggard and sad. She looked very energetic, but her face was a little thinner and her eyes were a little dark.

"Is this a cry?" Julie scolded dissatisfied.

How can I watch a movie with a waste snack? I should lie on the bed and cry, nor do I put on makeup, have a undressed face, and live a worse life than beggars. This way, Julie can calm down a little. Who made this bitch dare to steal her dance crown?

Mrs. Wu looked shocked, and was surprised by Bazaar's good condition. "I was crying yesterday and didn't eat anything. What's wrong with this today?"

"Bang"

Julie waved her hand and swept everything on the table to the ground. Her face was as dark as the bottom of the pot, making her look even more ugly.

"Bitch!"
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