The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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In order to avoid a car accident, Ye Cong decisively parked the car on the side of the road.

The sprout was unknown, so he looked at Ye Cong sideways, "What's wrong?"

Ye Cong clasped the steering wheel with both hands, as if suppressing his emotions, "Who told you that Teacher Yu was angry when Ding Junqi gave you justice?"

Xinya looked up and down at this seemingly angry man, completely unaware of what nerves he was pumping.

Ye Cong took a deep breath, and Xinya's eyes were too direct. Forget it, what did he compare with this kind of brain remnant?

Ye Cong thought, and started the car again.

The sprout is unknown, so is it because Lin Zixin looked at her discomfort, so Ye Cong only looked at her discomfort?

"Boss, do you always embarrass me because of teacher Lin's opinion on me?" Xinya didn't ask, feeling uncomfortable.

"Shut up for me and throw you away while talking." Ye Cong's eyes gave someone a stern look.

Xinya silently retracted her half of the body in the past, so cold outside, she should not challenge the boss's perverted personality.

Xinya is honest, and the car is quiet.

After the New Year's Day holiday, there were a lot fewer high-speed vehicles, and I couldn't see one in the distance.

Sprout fell asleep on the front passenger seat slowly because of boredom.

Ye Cong looked at the sleeping person sideways, slowed down, put the back of the front passenger seat down a bit, and took the blanket to help her cover it.

The sleeping sprout didn't know what was happening at all. The sleeping plots were oppressed movie plots, and the man was poisonous.

After covering the blanket for Xinya, Ye Cong continued to drive.

Turn on Bluetooth directly after the phone rings.

"President Ye, I found the person you want to check, and the address was sent to your mobile phone."

"Okay, I know." Ye Cong said, pressing Bluetooth to open the SMS page of the phone, and saw the address of the author of the book.

At the same time, she is also the author she likes.

Sinya woke up, and the lantern was already on the outside.

"Where is this?" Sprout stretched lazily and yawned to the man who had driven the car to the parking lot.

"Sold you." Ye Cong said, pushing the door to get off.

The temperature outside was too low, and Ye Cong just said that the sprout was sober instantly.

Sell?

Sold her?

Xinya hurriedly pushed the door to get off the car, despite the low temperature, he chased up, "Old, boss, you drove the car all day to sell me?"

"Have you never heard of it? The children who lost their children are all far away. I'm afraid the children remember the way home." Ye Cong said, looking back at the new shoots that suddenly stopped.

Sprout: "..."

Is this boss too intestine?

Gollum--

She should n’t have followed this stingy man. Look, it ’s bad luck.

And what a broken ground this is, it's colder than Linshi.

"Old, boss, I don't have any reputation. Really, you, you, you sell me, it's useless, and I'm like this, no one wants to unspoken rules." Xinya compensation smirk, and dare not run away She is not familiar with this place.

Ye Cong looked at her frightened, feeling inexplicably good, and turned to the elevator.

"Hey--"

Sprout looked around and hurriedly followed.

Ye Cong reached out and pressed the elevator, and Xinya looked carefully around, "Where is this?"

Ye Cong bent slightly, approaching Sprout a certain distance, and whispered a word in her ear.

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