Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 550 This face... gradually coincides with the girl who said she loves him
"However, having said that, it doesn't matter at all if you bother him with Xixi. If Xiaoqi doesn't care about you, everything is useless."

Ji Liunian became angry when he heard Zuo Qing's words, and wanted to give him a fist.

He suppressed the flame in his chest, and said coldly: "Zuo Qing, I remember that your cousin took a bullet for Xia Shang, are you sure she has no chance in Xia Shang?"

The corners of Zuo Qing's mouth twitched, and he said: "It would have been long ago. How long has Xia Shang's woman been dead? It must have been seven or eight years. In these seven or eight years, let alone the chance to fall in love with him. The last side is difficult, do you think there is any?"

Ji Liunian's eyes were heavy, his facial muscles were stiff, and he said: "If you don't try, how will you know. I don't believe that your cousin likes your brother-in-law Nan Gongxu."

Zuo Qing secretly thought, that's true.

Not to mention that Shan Xixi looked down on that gambler Nan Gongxu, even he avoided this scum brother-in-law.

He said: "It's all a marriage made by the previous generation, but it doesn't count. Xixi really has no more love for Xia Shang, why don't you take this opportunity to let her fight for it, if it doesn't work, it can break her thoughts. "

Ji Liunian's eyes moved, a sharpness flashed in his eyes, and he just uttered a word, "Mmm."

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Xia Shang is a low-key person, and he doesn't want too many people to know about his return to the capital this time.

Therefore, except for a few necessary people in the circle, other outsiders do not know.

In order to deceive others, he even chose the extremely ordinary people for the scooter.

Yes, the public.

Black Volkswagen series, a mid-priced model, but fortunately, the performance of this car is not bad, otherwise Xia Shang would go crazy.

An Qiyue was not surprised that Xia Shang drove a black Volkswagen instead of a Da Benz or an Audi, or any other slightly higher-end sports car.

Her face was pressed against the car window, watching the scenery of the car receding behind the lights when the lights came on, she was dazed and absent-minded.

She found that when facing Xia Shang, she was like a puppet at the mercy of others, without the ability to think.

Whatever Xia Shang said, she obediently listened to it for no apparent reason.

He said, let's drop by and I'll see you off.

Then she silently agreed.

Halfway through the car, he said that he wanted to go back to the Xia family's old house to pick up some things, but she just said one word, um, and that was her agreement.

As a result, I should have been able to return to the water side around five o'clock, but now it is already six o'clock in the evening and I am still stuck in the central area.

An Qiyue glanced at the time on the phone screen, a little secretly impatient.

She frowned slightly, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles.

She thought, Ji Liunian should have finished attending the banquet at this point.

If he went back earlier than her and saw her get off Xia Shang's car, the conflict between the two of them would only deepen and not ease.

An Qiyue bit her lip, turned her head to look at the man who was driving quietly, and said hesitantly: "Well... I have a temporary appointment with a friend, please let me down at the intersection ahead, thank you."

Xia Shang raised his eyebrows slightly, he smiled lowly, and said, "Is there an appointment or... because I'm afraid of being jealous?"

An Qiyue's mind was seen through at a glance, and her face was a little embarrassed. She blushed and closed her dark eyes slightly and stopped talking. The atmosphere in the carriage was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Xia Shang let out an inaudible sigh, this kind of sigh was more like being unable to compromise.

He slightly turned his head to look at the girl in the co-pilot with her eyes closed and rested, as if in a daze.

It seemed that this strange face gradually overlapped with the girl who said she loved him seven years ago, overlapped, and matched perfectly.

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