GoldenQuill

The needy roommate was showing off in the dormitory group that she married a tycoon.
I blocked her vulgar display of wealth and turned around to fly back home to attend my dad's second wedding.
As a result, I had just lain down in our own beauty salon to get a treatment.
The roommate suddenly barged in with a group of bridesmaids saying they wanted to catch me in adultery, accusing me of stealing her husband.
She paraded me down the street, calling me a homewrecker, and even dragged me to the wedding scene.
Just when I was about to pass out.
My dad pushed the door open, full of anger:
"What are you doing to my daughter!"



My Needy Roommate Married My Dad's Second Wife and Falsely Accused Me of being a Homewrecker

I looked at the messages in the group with indifference, as if watching fools.


The journeys have been exhausting, I seem a bit haggard myself.


Since I'll meet so many people at the wedding, I decided to find a beauty salon for some pampering first.


It's just as well that the largest beauty chain in the country, "Time Secret," is owned by my family. I never spend a dime when I go there.


It's just that I haven't been back in a few years, and I don't know where my old card is.


I sent a message to my dad, saying I wanted a beauty treatment, and he immediately got back to me with a store and room number.


Just go straight there, and someone will put all the expenses on the company account.


I took a taxi to the beauty salon, entered the prepared room, and ordered the most top-notch soothing relaxation package.


Then I put my phone aside and comfortably enjoyed the massage and pampering service.


I didn't know that the moment I put down the phone, the dorm group chat became lively again.


"That mistress even went to my husband's store for a beauty treatment. We're going to catch her now."


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