Chapter 1813 Is Just a Springboard

Mrs. Wu is still quite optimistic about Prince Edward. This man has a noble status, and he is single-minded and obedient to Julie. Even if Princess Luo is a little unhappy, it is not a problem, as long as Prince Edward is loyal to his daughter.

Is there any mother in the world who can truly beat her children!

No matter how unwilling Princess Luo is, it is useless. As long as Edward is determined to marry, the royal family has to agree. At that time, her daughter will become a revered princess, a hundred times more noble than Princess Luo Shizi of T country.

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

Julie and Edward are in love with each other now, and 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. on!

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

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

That circle brought together elite men from all over the world. They were the fifth king of diamonds that girls all over the world dream of marrying. Edward was really nothing in it. Although he was the heir to the throne, the ranking was too low. The probability of becoming a king was too low. Almost zero, her target is not the Duchess, but the Queen!

Being told, Mrs. Wu didn't dare to say any more. She really couldn't understand in her heart. Even a man as good as Edward couldn't look down on him. Who would his daughter want to marry?

She was only worried that Julie would lose all the sesame and watermelon in the end, and she would not be able to get anything!

But she knew that persuading her would be a waste of saliva. Julie had long since disobeyed her, and she was very stubborn.

"That idiot of Bazaar knew that he was going to marry that pervert, how would you react?" Julie was concerned about this. She especially enjoyed the pleasure of abusing the weak, which was better than smoking a big *.

"Just crying and not eating..."

Mrs. Wu hesitated, but in the end she didn't say any more, for fear of making Julie angry.

Julie snorted coldly, with a contemptuous expression, a complete waste snack, what else could I do but cry?

Suddenly wanting to appreciate the tragic state of this trashy snack, Julie got interested, turned on the computer, easily invaded the monitoring network of the palace, and switched to the room where Julie was under house arrest.

It is a suite, with living room and bedroom, fully furnished, everything, but no freedom.

Bazaar was sitting on the sofa watching a movie. It was a comedy. She had a small smile on her face and put on make-up. It was completely different from what Mrs. Wu said about being haggard and sad. Some black.

"Is this washing your face with tears?" Julie scolded in dissatisfaction.

How can the trash can watch movies? You should lie on the bed and cry, you can't put on makeup, your hair is unkempt, and your life is worse than a beggar, so that Julie can be relieved. Who let this slut dare to take her prom head crown!

Mrs. Wu's expression was stunned, and she was very surprised by the good state of Bazaar. "Yesterday, I did cry, and I didn't eat. What happened today?"

"Boom"

With a wave of Julie's hand, she swept all the things on the table to the ground, her face without makeup was as black as the bottom of a pot, and it looked even uglier.

"Bitch!"

Julie's eyes were sullen, like the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month. The temperature in the room dropped several degrees all of a sudden. Mrs. Wu was anxious and looked at her nervously.

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