"What are you looking at? If you do this, I will doubt that you have ulterior motives for me." With a little impatience, Quincy stood up and left. This time, he seemed to walk in a good posture. It seemed that Wanda had thought too much just now.

Wanda whispered in her heart, "besides, even if there is something wrong with him, how can I care about him? He will only misunderstand me. Forget it. What he said makes sense. Just take the party as a walk with master tonight."

After thinking it through, Wanda turned around and left the Qin Group.

Standing in the warm wine party, Yara didn't feel happy. Many people were surprised at her appearance.

In the past few years, Yara seldom participated in such activities. The reason why she came here was that she wanted to let Wanda see the world more and understand why she emphasized again and again that this was a world of power. Even if he was a nobody, as long as he entered this circle, he would use money to armed his di

ithout knowing the real reason."

"We don't have to talk to such a person anymore," said Yara, pulling Wanda.

As soon as the two of them turned around, Grace sneered behind Yara and said, "yes, your eyes have always been above your head. Now, like this, is your retribution. Do you know? Retribution! Sherman might die with regret. How could he be so close to Nelson's sister? How reckless he was. I don't know if he has woken up or not. What do you think?"

Yara's body trembled more seriously. Wanda knew that Sherman had always been the most painful person in Yara's heart. Now that she was distorted by others like this, it was undoubtedly a stab in her heart that hadn't been scarred. How could she not be sad?

Wanda turned to look at Grace and sneered, "my aunt doesn't care about dignity. This is called self-cultivation, because she comes from a noble family and is born with good self-cultivation. You don't know, it's not your fault. But unfortunately, I'm not!"