Reborn As A Lucky Girl

Xue Xueer's refusal obviously didn't disappoint everyone. On the contrary, because after learning her identity, those people became more active, and the atmosphere was suddenly different from before.

Some are talking about the playing method of the game, and some are still discussing the marriage system to appear. That is, male and female chivalrous men can register and become immortal couples in the game.

You will also get the corresponding title, such as the game ID plus the suffix "husband / wife". This is really novel. As soon as the company issued a statement, it soon aroused heated discussion among many players.

CC was very curious. He couldn't help asking Xue Xueer, "meat, when will your company come out? I also want to have a try."

As soon as he finished, the man sitting next to him couldn't help but say something.

"Are you in love? You're going to get married and join the fun with others."

"What's the matter? Can't I tie up with my trumpet?"

Seeing that the two people were going to pinch each other again, no one came up with a voice to help. Both of them are watching good plays. After all, these two people often hate each other.

However, while everyone's attention was not on him, Rourou quickly pulled Xue Xueer's arm, lowered his voice and asked, "sister Rou, are you and the general manager of your company true?"

Before, many media broke out about Xue Xueer's private life. In addition to being the granddaughter of the chairman of the Xu family, it seems that some people say that she has a close relationship with the general manager of anzheng company.

The general manager, softy knows. He's handsome and has a good character, but I don't know if it's true.

Doting on the little girl's nose, Xue Xueer reluctantly said, "Why are you so curious?"

"Slightly, if you don't say it, don't say it."

She stuck out her tongue and made faces at Xue Xueer. But it amused the other party.

After a short meal, everyone was not enjoying themselves. Clamoring to go to the Internet cafe, the big guys open a copy to fight monsters. Xue Xueer is an employee of the Development Department of Xianxia. Following her, you should know a lot about the copy mechanism.

CC thought very well. Unfortunately, they all came to the door, but they met another person. A group of them crowded to the gate of the hotel. When they were planning to take a car for several people, suddenly, a person came slowly not far away.

As soon as this man appeared, his soft eyes looked at Xue Xueer somewhat ambiguous.

Sure enough, the man went directly to Xue Xueer. Under everyone's gaze, he naturally nodded and said, "Hello, I'm Luoxue. My real name should be known to everyone."

Yes, such a handsome guy has occupied the cover of the magazine all the year round. How can we not know him? Yiye's boat was the first to react, and his attitude was the same as usual, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"We are going to make copies in the Internet cafe. Would you like to come?"

"Well, it's my pleasure."

On the side of Yang Xiong company, there is obviously an episode. He received a message from the finance department that the company's accounts were not right. At first, he didn't care. At the end of the year, many accounts need to be cleared, so let the accountant take a good look at which account it is.

Until——

Seeing the signature at the signature of the document in front of him, his anger suppressed for a long time finally reached the peak. Well, it's only been a few days that I've provoked such a moth.

Yang Ming came home in the middle of the night. He still smelled and smelled of wine. Stumbling in the dark, I finally felt my way to the door of my house.

When I opened my home, I thought it was dark, but now it is incomparably bright. Even Mrs. Yang, who has been ill for many years, sat in front of the sofa with Yang xiongduan. Mrs. Yang is deaf to things outside the window. She closes her eyes and doesn't know what she's thinking.

But Yang Xiong locked his eyes on him from the moment he entered the door. It's not a good feeling.

"Dad, what are you doing?"