Priceless Sweetheart Boss's New Wife

Song Zilin stood by the door and turned back slowly.

Looking at the closed door, although he could not see Jiang Mingyue and feel her breath, he knew that she was still at the other end of the door.

Also like him, staring at the closed door.

"Really..."

His voice was slightly stagnant. "Has nothing to do with me?"

There was no response in the door.

He didn't plan to get a response from her, either.

"Do you really want to entrust your happiness for the rest of your life to someone you don't like, and he I'll be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life. "

There was a slight sound in the door, and then the door opened slowly with a click.

Jiang Mingyue came out from inside.

Her long hair is scattered, dark long hair, cover palm big small face, more and more appear a small face sharp small thin.

The atmosphere was sad and depressing, but song Zilin's words touched a silent string buried in the bottom of Jiang Mingyue's heart for a long time.

She was helpless and even more ashamed.

He thought that he had found an object to express his depression, but song Zilin's next reaction broke up his originally accumulated emotions in an instant.

"Ah! Ghosts

Song Zilin was shocked by Jiang Mingyue.

Jiang Mingyue was so angry that she could not shake her fist and blow his nose askew.

"If you don't do something bad, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!" Jiang Mingyue was angry.

"It's my ghost! Look at you, a real version of Zhenzi. "

Song Zilin holds a wisp of Jiang Mingyue's long hair in disgust, and looks at her black eyes with no powder.

"Even if you are not a ghost, you must have hit a ghost!"

Song Zilin pretended to look behind Jiang Mingyue. "At night, I'm afraid to be alone at home, right? I'll keep you company

Without waiting for Jiang Mingyue to refuse, song Zilin has taken advantage of the situation and directly intruded into Jiang Mingyue's house.

With four claws, little Kirin flies over and swings around Song Zilin's tail.

"Well, well, Jiang Mingyue, stop for a while." Song Zilin leaned over and rubbed little Qilin's big head, "your big Jiang Mingyue has hit a ghost. I'll help her drive away the ghost!"

"Song, Zi, Lin."

Jiang Mingyue clenched her hands and ground her teeth.

She really hates song Zilin's name "Jiang Mingyue".

"Don't scare people here! Get out Jiang Mingyue is not polite. Song Zilin has already gone to the window, lifted the curtain and glanced at the darkness outside.

"Oh, no one. Am I hallucinating? Why did you just see a figure behind the curtain? "

Jiang Mingyue knows that song Zilin is deliberately scaring her.

But he is very serious and serious, which still makes people feel angry.

Song Zilin saw that Jiang Mingyue looked a little worried. He raised his eyebrows and laughed. He put his hands around the window.

"I'll stay for your company tonight!"

Jiang Mingyue grinds her teeth, drags song Zilin out of the window and draws the curtain again.

"What the hell do you want? Knowing that I'm being watched by many reporters, I come to my house and want to hurt me again? "

Jiang Mingyue carefully drew the curtain for fear that a pair of unknown eyes were staring at her outside the window.

Otherwise, song Zilin will break into her home late at night and can't explain it clearly.

Song Zilin stretches his long arm, pulls Jiang Mingyue to her face, stares at her bloodshot eyes because of poor rest, and says word by word.

"Are you serious?"

"What?" Jiang Mingyue is puzzled.

"Marry Fu Zitao."

"The press conference has been held, of course it's true!"

"Do you like him?" Song Zilin asked very directly.

Jiang Mingyue's eyes drifted and said, "when Of course

"Seriously?" Song Zilin asked.

"Seriously, of course!" Song Zilin sneered, "you want to cheat me! You are a woman, even though you are an actor, but your eyes can't lie! When you lie, you don't dare to look people in the eyes. "