My Loyal Husband After Our Divorce

She couldn’t stomach the sight of her and she had thought that her daughter felt the same way.

So, why would she want to invite Xinghe?

Tianxin clutched her mother’s arm softly, saying with a smile, “Mom, how could you not get it? Xia Xinghe is old and ugly now, not much different from a beggar. She would be too embarrassed to accept the invitation but if she is really that thick-skinned, all the better. We’ll have a free clown there to entertain everyone.”

The attendees for Xi Lin’s party were City T’s rich and famous.

The tone for the night would understandably be one of sophistication and grace.

Xinghe, that hussy will stick out like an ugly sore thumb in such an environment.

She’ll probably have something on that was worse than what the waitresses will be wearing.

Therefore, she will definitely be the laughing stock of the party, shaming not only herself but her bastard son as well.

would shine the spotlight on Xinghe if that hussy had the audacity to

got bigger just thinking

time; I’ll be

patted Tianxin’s palm that was on her arm affectionately. She smiled and said, “Such a great idea, my daughter is as bright as ever. You’re right, we should take this chance to teach her a lesson so that she’ll know

give Mubai a call now,” encouraged by her mom, Tianxin picked up

when Tianxin told him over the phone to send Xinghe an

we have her contact details, we should definitely send her an invitation. I’m sure Lin Lin wants to meet her as well. This time let’s invite her or

Mubai cared deeply for his bastard son so she used Xi Lin as pretext

Xi Lin’s sake, Mubai would

she know Mubai had already unofficially invited Xinghe a

said in a low voice, “I will

all. Mubai, I’ll be sure to be early for

“Okay.”

hang up now…” Tianxin’s mouth curved into a victorious smile after

realized Lin Lin was staring at him curiously after he

Lin obviously overheard his father’s conversation and he was wondering who was this

indescribable feeling telling him that this ‘her’ was someone

leaned down to talk to the little guy, “Tomorrow’s

anything,” Lin Lin