After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

Chapter 152 152 What If I Want to Marry You

"Have you laughed enough?" Fang Xing waited for her to slow down before opening his mouth.

Song Mo took a breath, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh."

"What did he tell you?"

"He asked me if I could bring you to play professionally, and I thought, if I really bring you along, then his expression will be very interesting." She thought about the expression of Fox Eye.

That must have been a shocked expression.

"I hope he will be shocked by then." Fang Xing turned his attention back to the reward, "What will this treasure chest reveal?"

He has only been in the pit for one night, and there are many things he can't understand.

"Choose gold equipment, I chose weapons, the design of the gold equipment is very beautiful, and the added attributes are also very high."

"Then I'll choose a weapon too." Fang Xing clicked to confirm.

But he didn't expect that this golden equipment can also choose styles, not only Qin, Zheng, Pipa, Konghou, and even a funny Erhu to choose from.

Full of funny as the official game.

He chose a konghou according to the aesthetics that Fang Jue explained to him.

After all, if you want to pretend to be a stupid little fairy, the more you pretend, the better.

"Speaking of which, how did those gamers get killed?" Song Mo led Fang Xing to form a team to go to the next dungeon, while chatting about the topic.

"The time of death was at night, and when I found out the next day, the computers around me were turned on, and there was a picture of the account being killed in the endless game on the screen, and the autopsy—"

Fang Xing flipped through his notes, "It's very fantasy."

"Fantasy?"

What fantasy can there be in the real world?In this world, there are no ghosts and old Taoist priests who call the wind and rain.

We must believe in science!
Fang Xing explained, "All of them are brain-dead, and their expressions are also very consistent. There is no pain, as if they have been sucked into their souls."

Song Mo was stunned, "So strange? I'm curious."

"Come to the store tomorrow to show you. It's not good to send pictures of dead bodies to girls at night." Fang Xing refused.

Song Mo wasn't afraid of corpses and ghosts, but after thinking about it, if Fang Xing really sent her these things, his pretentious personality as a reserved young master would collapse.

She yawned, remembering her new novel.

"Young Master, Don't Spoil Your Wife Anymore", a sweet pet article with more than 800 chapters, the hero spoils the heroine so much.

She thought about why the hero in the book couldn't help himself when he met a girl he liked, and was so enthusiastic that he wanted to post eighteen generations of his ancestors on it.

"Trash novels are all wrong." Song Mo threw the book aside and continued to surf the Internet.

Fang Xing persuaded, "Read less novels and find some papers to do."

"Ah, you care about me?"

"If you can't find the papers, I can send you some. I remember that the sprint practice I did before the college entrance examination was pretty good, and I got all the knowledge points..." Fang Xing thought back.

"Ah?" Song Mo put on a pain mask for himself.

"Didn't you say you're going to play professional games? Even if you become a professional player, you still have to complete the basic college entrance examination." Fang Xing suddenly turned into an old father, "I asked you to do the papers to consolidate your knowledge, and you don't want to play Play the game for a few months and then score [-] in the college entrance examination, right?"

Speaking of the college entrance examination, Song Mo's eyes lit up with fighting spirit.

That's right, no matter how you play, such an important matter as the college entrance examination cannot be left behind.

"Send me the link later, and I'll start preparing now." She manipulated the character, killing all directions in the game.

Fang Xing wiped away the nonexistent old father's tears in relief, and said "yes".

Probably this is what he likes about her. She is always so active in grabbing the initiative and ensuring that she is in a favorable position as much as possible.

Although he didn't like such an initiative at first.

After the game was over, Fang Xing turned off the computer and went downstairs to the utility room behind the store.

This place is temporarily vacated for Du Wentao to make two skirts for his competition.

Du Wentao is in the room, adjusting the shape of the gauze on the dummy model.

Although it is almost ten o'clock, Du Wentao's eyes are still full of excitement, as if as long as his hands can still create, he will have endless vitality.

"Take a break and continue tomorrow morning." Fang Xing reminded.

Du Wentao still didn't feel sleepy, "But..."

"Go to bed early, a disordered work and rest is not a good thing. There is still time before the competition, so you can create with peace of mind." Fang Xing reminded.

"At that time, the models participating in the competition have not yet..."

"I've already contacted them. They are a pair of twin sisters I know. They are 1.7 meters eight. I will give you the body data tomorrow morning. Go to bed now." Fang Xing yawned.

In order to prevent someone from making trouble, he directly asked Fang Jue for help.

Anyway, when the time comes, the model will have to wear heavy makeup to match the design, so that ghosts will recognize her as the actress.

It seemed that someone was yawning in front of him, and Du Wentao, who was very excited just now, also felt a little sleepy.

The night was silent.

Day came.

Song Mo drove to Fang Xing's side early in the morning, "Where's the photo?"

"Upstairs." Fang Xing led her up to the third floor.

After turning on the computer, Fang Xing directly showed her the PPT he had compiled.

"There were five victims in total, and it wasn't until the third one that the sudden death accident turned into the possibility of a crime committed by a supernatural person." Fang Xing explained while clicking on the PPT.

Song Mo looked at the photo and nodded, "It really looks like he was killed by the soul-absorbing method."

"I checked their friends in the game, and finally pinpointed the murderer on this ID called 'Wu Wu'." Fang Xing handed her the in-game chat, "The last two times he killed someone was because he begged The female gamer got married and begged the man."

"So you plan to sacrifice yourself to marry and find out the truth?" Song Mo understood.

This student Xiao Song, your comprehension ability is very jumping.

Fang Xing explained helplessly, "It's not that I married him and hooked him up. When the time comes, it's fine for people to search for his location and attack him directly. I don't need to marry."

No, it was impossible for him to use the marriage character.

"Ah, don't you want to marry?" Song Mo suddenly smiled like a little fox.

When is it not molesting at this time?

"Marry what?"

She slowly pursed her lips, "What if I want to marry you, Jiaojiao?"

Song Mo finally understood the consequences of being a Pippi Shrimp, her face hurt a little from being grabbed by Fang Xing.

"Is it itchy?" Fang Xing grabbed her face, rubbed it round and flattened it, and then moved to the other side.

Although he had known for a long time that there would be such a day of being molested, he did not expect this day to come so soon.

It really hurts to be teased.

Song Mo was so rubbed that he couldn't speak clearly, "Oh, stinky snail, cut Jieguo."

She held up the copied chat log, begging for mercy.

It was a conversation between several people and Wuxin.

"They seem to have talked about the LSF team. Several people have said bad things about the team. Maybe this unintentionally is a fan of LSF?"

"I didn't pay much attention to this." Fang Xing read the records, thinking that this would also be a direction.

You can also try to look it up.

(End of this chapter)