Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 815 (Extra Story) One Last Warning

For the next whole day, Zhou Ling didn't leave the room. When she thought about what happened last night, she felt nervous, especially when the human fantasy gene broke out. What happened to the two of them while walking there.

The woman's jealousy and her habitual possessiveness made Zhou Ling's inner anger more and more intense. When she saw Murong Yao, she was also worried that she would not be able to control the quarrel for a while.

But Murong Yao went to work on time and on schedule, but turned around and came back after checking in there.

On the way, Ru Moran called him, and Murong Qian snatched the phone after a few words.

"How are you?" Murong Qian's tone seemed a little anxious.

Murong Yao leaned lazily on the seat, "I'm not dead yet."

"I know you are not dead, but it will be soon." Murong Yao's voice was a little heavy.

Ever since Zhou Ling's incident had passed, Murong Yao had no choice but to believe the words of his cheap brother.

"What do you mean by that? Will you inherit my inheritance after I die?" Although Murong Yao was joking, there was no trace of teasing in his tone.

"I told you a long time ago that the relationship with Wei Xun is handled clearly! Zhou Ling is not simple, and Wei Xun is even more so. What's wrong with you?"

Although Murong Qian lowered his voice, he could still feel her anger. He had paid attention to Murong Yao's birth date in the past two days, and he really couldn't escape some calamities.

Everything is man-made, and everything has a cause and an effect.

After his words fell, Murong Yao fell silent. It's not that he didn't want to end the relationship with Wei Xun, but he didn't know how to say it. It wasn't because of personality differences, nor because of some necessary reasons, but...

"As soon as possible, okay? If you don't want to die, if you still want to be with Zhou Ling, break up with Wei Xun as soon as possible!"

This is the sentence Murong Qian shouted out with all his strength, and it is also the last sentence in the call.

Murong Yao leaned quietly on the seat, his eyes were empty as if he was thinking about something.

After sitting in the car for over an hour, Murong Yao picked up the phone and dialed Wei Xun's cell phone.

"Hi, the number you dialed is off..."

Murong Yao frowned, feeling a little panicked.
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The stars are dazzling, night falls, and neon lights are constantly flashing on both sides of the street.

The Bentley was parked at the entrance of the villa, and the owner of the car hadn't got out of the car for a long time, only wisps of smoke faintly drilled from the car window, obscuring the deserted moonlight.

"Don't you charge for the lights on? If you don't eat the meal, you can feed it to the dog!" Zhou Ling suddenly opened the door and shouted.

The surrounding area of ​​the villa area was very quiet, and it was late at night, so Murong Yao was startled when he suddenly called out.

Murong Yao stubbed out the cigarette butt, turned off the car and got out of the car.

As soon as he entered the room, the smell of vegetables filled the room, and the dim light in the living room was very soft. Murong Yao actually felt a breath of 'home'.

This is his home, his own home...

This recognition made Murong Yao's heart skip a beat, not because he was uncomfortable, but because he was inexplicably happy.

"Looking like a meal?" Zhou Ling put the food on the table without squinting, and then sat on the chair and began to eat.

It wasn't until the two of them were about to finish eating that Zhou Ling lit a cigarette and looked at Murong Yao.

"Go back to my house tomorrow. I hope you can handle your problems. That's my family. I don't want to see things that embarrass me or my parents, okay? Be me, please." Zhou Ling The voice is very calm, but calm like a lake.

(End of this chapter)