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Chapter 189 The lock screen is her
Unknowingly, she grabbed the clothes on her chest with her hands, and looked at the hugging man and woman without blinking her eyes.

What's the matter with this anxious feeling?Could it be that she also fell in love with Ji Fan?

Or possessiveness at work?Think he likes himself here, but hugs other women here?
Chu Yan is very pitiful. Her husband cheated, was abandoned, lonely, and needs comfort.

She knew, but the only thought in her heart now was to push the two of them away, and her desire became stronger and stronger.

No, she can't do that.

Ji Fan just regards Chu Yan as her younger sister, and now Chu Yan needs comfort too much, and finally came back from the gate of hell, if they don't accompany her to comfort her, she might be overwhelmed.

Jealousy was still lingering in Mo Ziling's heart. In order not to make herself feel uncomfortable, she turned around and went out.

Out of sight is pure.

Walking on the road, Mo Ziling thought deeply about his feelings.

If she really fell in love with Ji Fan, it would be a mutual love, not to mention they are still husband and wife.

If you are truly in love, it seems unnecessary to dissolve the marriage or not.

Falling in love was what she longed for in her previous life.

Ling Hangyi, although still in contact, is more distant than in his previous life.They couldn't be together in the previous life, and it is even more impossible to be together in this life. She actually let go a little bit. Even when she thought of him, she didn't have the strong desire to win his heart like in the past.

No matter how much she flirts with Ling Hangyi, she will not accept her feelings, and will even alienate her special existence.

Perhaps, she can try to let go of this clear love, get along with Ji Fan sincerely, and cultivate a relationship.

After figuring things out, Mo Ziling breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether she is Chu Yan or Yu Shishi, she is not as threatening as her real wife.

For the next few days, Ji Fan stayed with Chu Yan in the hospital, and appeared on the set from time to time, inviting everyone to eat and watching Mo Ziling filming.

After taking pictures for a few days, Mo Ziling discovered a wonderful thing, there is red bean milk tea on her table every day, and Ling Hangyi also has it, the same.

"Film Emperor Ling, I didn't expect you to like red bean milk tea very much. You drink it every day."

Holding the milk tea in his hand, Ling Hangyi's eyes became sad, he took a sip of the milk tea, and smiled wryly.

"Actually, I don't like to drink. I didn't even touch it before, but now I have a sip and I feel very happy."

"Huh? Why?" Mo Ziling was at a loss.

It's not normal to suddenly become fond of something you don't like to drink.

"Because she likes to drink."

"Her?" Mo Ziling's heart beat suddenly.

"Every time I drink it, I will think of her satisfied expression when drinking milk tea, and feel that she is still there."

After finishing speaking, Ling Hang showed a faint smile, like happiness, like bitterness.

Mo Ziling didn't press the question because she knew that he was talking about herself.

He actually cared about himself.

It's a pity that his treatment of her was just the pain of losing a friend.Just like when Ji Fan lost Chuhe, thinking of Chuhe would make him sad.

Mo Ziling was thinking about some things in his previous life, but he didn't notice that Ling Hangyi went to film, but the phone he left on the table rang.

Taking a casual glance, it was the manager's call, and she didn't claim to answer it.

When the phone hung up and the lock screen was displayed, she sat up straight in an instant.

It was her photo, and it was a photo he took with a video camera. As soon as Ling Hang loved taking pictures, she pestered him to take many photos of her.

And this photo was taken while she was looking at Ling Hang affectionately.

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Our silent second male lead is showing off his power!

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