Daughter-in-law is funny

Chapter 152 To save or not to save?

Seeing Bei Mingye leaving with Yi Yakui, Murong Xue shouted anxiously: "Brother Jin! How can you forget Xiaoxue? How can you deceive Xiaoxue?"

Originally, there were not many people by the lotus pond, but the students passing by discovered the gossip.Well, of course gossip should be shared!The students who received the information came one after another.

Now the number of people watching operas by the lotus pond is quite large, and it is still increasing.Such a quiet lotus pond is rarely lively.

Bei Mingye didn't care how many people came and how many people were watching the play.All he cared about was that his ghost girl had to go back to dinner now.As for this annoying woman...

Bei Mingye narrowed his eyes slightly, and said without a trace of emotion in his voice, "Come here."

Hearing Bei Mingye calling her to go over, Murong Xue stopped crying instantly.Lightly moving lotus steps and walking over, looking at Bei Mingye with joy on his face.

"Your name is Bei Ming Jin?"

"En!" Murong Xue nodded excitedly!

"Then do you know why Beimingjin changed its name ten years ago?"

Murong Xue frowned, her brother Jin left ten years ago, but he did change his name before leaving, as for why, she didn't know.He looked at Bei Mingye suspiciously, hoping that Bei Mingye would give him an answer.

"Because the Beiming Jin you knew ten years ago has gone, and now the person who owns the Fifth Prince is just a stranger to you!"

The voice without a trace of emotion rushed into Murong Xue's ears like a spell, hitting her swaying heart.

Brother Jin left ten years ago!And the person in front of him is not the real Brother Jin!

Thinking of this, Murong Xue sneered: "Brother Jin! Identify the reason for such stupidity! Why!?"

"..." Did he not speak clearly enough?Anyway, Beimingjin is Beimingjin, and Beimingye is Beimingye. He is just borrowing Beimingjin's identity to use it.

As for the explanation, he has already explained it very clearly. He doesn't care if Murong Xue doesn't understand or pretends to be confused.

"I think my explanation is very clear! Whether you understand or not has nothing to do with me!" Speaking of this, Bei Mingye dragged Yi Yakui, who had been watching the play, to the yard.

"Brother Jin! Ten years ago when you made a wish and came back, you would marry me! But now you have come to deceive me with such an unreasonable reason! If you have changed your mind! You can tell me the truth! Use an unreasonable reason to prevaricate...you ……you……"

Saying that, Murong Xue covered her face and burst into tears, watching the two red figures walk farther and farther hand in hand with teary eyes.

Murong Xue finally realized it.Yi Yakui!Yi Yakui!It must be Yi Yakui who seduced her brother Jin!definitely is!

Looking at Yi Yakui's back, Murong Xue's eyes flashed a trace of cruelty.

"Aqiu!" Yi Yakui rubbed her nose, thinking to herself, someone must be talking bad about her!Must have!I just don't know which little bitch it is.

snort!Let her know who curses her every day.Look at her... hum.With a click, Yi Yakui took a big bite of the apple.

"Hungry?" Seeing Yi Yakui devouring every apple, Bei Mingye asked softly.

Looking at Bei Mingye, he thought of Murong Xue's oolong.Yi Yakui smiled unkindly.

Laughing at others is to invite God's punishment!Watching free movies and laughing at others should be punished by God.

Then came the wrath.Yi Yakui's throat was stuck by apple flesh.

"Woo~" He looked at Bei Mingye aggrievedly, asking him to think of a way.

Bei Mingye raised his eyebrows, it seemed that the ghost girl was stuck because she was laughing at him!So is he going to save him?Or not?

no!It doesn't matter if Murong Xue is her rotten peach blossom or not.He wants to punish this ghost girl who only watches the show from the sidelines!
There is no sense of danger at all!I think he, Bei Mingye, is outstanding regardless of his temperament, appearance, worth, and figure!If Murong Xue was obsessed with his beauty, and her ghost girl was still watching the show foolishly, there would be no sense of crisis at all.

Just thinking about it makes me feel aggrieved.

(End of this chapter)