Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

When Dongfang Shijin was about to say something, the mobile phone beside the bed shook. His eyes turned away and it was ma Zai's call.

"Wait here."

Dongfang Shijin dropped a word, walked over, picked up his mobile phone and walked outside.

Ye Qingcheng himself stayed in the room, the big landing window was open, the cool night wind blew in, and the lace window screen floated.

Ye Qingcheng felt a little cold. She hugged herself and walked towards the window. Outside the window, she could clearly see the large fountain below, the statue of the virgin, and the angels pouring the water inside

Thick bushes, the woods behind are like a maze, and you can vaguely see the path

Ye Qingcheng feels cold.

But my heart is unexpectedly quiet

She feels strange, but she doesn't reject it.

Just like that man... Why did she have so many emotions when she saw him on both sides?

Even... He's like the man in her dream.

Ye Qingcheng tightly clutched the sleeve of her skirt and wanted to give herself some temperature.

Dongfang Shijin went out of the house. This is the longest villa he and ye Qingcheng have lived in, the sea villa in s city.

Most of the servants were dismissed, but five or six were left to take care of the hygiene and daily work here.

The horse is in the living room.

"Found it?"

Dongfang Shijin walked straight past and clearly heard his heart beating.

But the horse's expression is a little dignified, but also a little relaxed

"Young master... That's not miss Ye. Her name is Lillian Pierce. She's the granddaughter of Paul, the declining noble Lord of England. She once participated in the Charlotte night of the Oriental family, but she was not very outstanding, so she lost the first round. She was suddenly taken away by the Lu family a year ago. This is her photo a year ago... It's said that it's because of her Her temperament is very similar to that of Miss ye, and... It's hard to say, young master, because now her appearance has changed a little, and it's not sure whether she is at Lu's house. Young Master Lu has had cosmetic surgery for her... "

Ma Zai's heart is slightly relieved. In fact, he knows that this is not ye Qingcheng... It's also good. After all, as long as ye Qingcheng doesn't exist, Dongfang Shijin won't have any accidents.

As long as ye Qingcheng exists, everything will be variable

"Isn't she Ye Qingcheng?"

Dongfang Shijin frowned and curled up painfully in the depths of her pupils.

Why is her temperament, her feeling, everything on her... So similar to Ye Qingcheng?

"She has nothing to do with Ye Qingcheng?"

Dongfang Shijin still doesn't give up. There is still a glimmer of hope in her black eyes.

"It's a pity... Young master. Lillian is a mixture of Chinese and English. Her mother is from J City in southern China, but she died of cancer two years ago. Lillian's fate is very unfortunate. She lost her father at the age of eight. Oh, by the way... She is only 20 years old, three years younger than Miss Ye. I think it is because she is a mixture... Young Master Lu brought her back Come on, after all, few Asians have the same facial features as Miss ye... "

The horse answered regretfully.

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