The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

"Friday, I had a heart attack." Uncle Zou sighed, "Mr. Ye still loved Miss Yunci very much during his lifetime. How sad Miss Yunci..."

Jun Sicher lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Zou Bo walked two steps closer, looked at Jun Siche's stern face, and tentatively said: "Would you like to comfort Miss Yunci? At this time, someone will accompany her to talk to her. How much should she feel better? "

Jun Siche snorted coldly, and said in a weird manner: "She shouldn't lack someone to speak with her, right?"

Like the man who screamed that night with a fever!

"Huh?" Uncle Zou didn't understand: "Ms. Yunci doesn't seem to have many friends, she always comes and goes alone."

Jun Siche breathed a little, and seemed to be a little irritable. He even read the documents with a large range. After a while, he picked up the mobile phone on the side, but after a while, he put the mobile phone down again and looked at Bo Zou with complicated eyes: "How to comfort?"

"Ah..." Uncle Zou thought for a while: "Just say a few words of comfort."

"How to say?"

He has never comforted anyone.

"Just... let Miss Yunci not be sad..."

Jun Sicher thought for a moment, as if he had thought of something, he slowly stood up, put his palm on Zou Bo's shoulder, and said blankly: "Don't be sad, everyone will die, die early and reborn early."

Zou Bo almost vomited a mouthful of old blood: "You...you look like a curse too, right?"

"No way?" Jun Si narrowed his narrow eyes, feeling a little unhappy because of Zou's questioning: "Then...don't be sad, your grandpa will always be by your side."

Uncle Zou couldn't help but shudder: "This...isn't it a bit scary?"

"That's not good, that's not good, what the **** is going to happen!" Jun Siche sat down again, slamming the file aside.

Bo Zou leaned over and suggested, "Or, you can send some Miss Yunci likes, so that will make her feel better."

Jun Sito asked, "What does she like?"

"..."

In the middle of the night, when leaving the police station, everyone else left first. Ruan Xichen wanted to accompany Yunci, but was simply rejected by Yunci.

She walked alone along the deserted street, sat on a chair at the bus stop, turned on her phone and took a look, suddenly she didn't know where to go.

She didn't want to go to Ruan's house. The school dormitory was closed at this point in time.

Would you like to stay at a nearby hotel for one night?

Yun Ci lowered his head and searched for nearby hotel information with his mobile phone. Suddenly a black shadow enveloped her above his head. When he raised his head, he saw a huge Doraemon doll standing in front of her.

Yun Ci suddenly grasped the knife in his cuffs, and entered a state of alert, staring sharply at the doll in front of him.

At this time, the doll raised his hand, which is enough to prove that there is someone inside.

A sharp edge flashed through Yun Ci’s eyes, ready to fight back, but saw that the doll put his hand into the Doraemon treasure bag, digging, digging, digging, and finally pulling out a bunch of squashed. The rose, very gentlemanly handed it to Yunci.

Yun Ci frowned, stared at the rose in front of him, and looked at the doll strangely, only feeling inexplicable.

The doll tossed the rose, as if urging her to take it.

Yunci tentatively reached out his hand to take it, and carefully scanned the rose with a scrutiny gaze. After making sure that there was no problem, he set the rose aside.

The doll probably thought she didn't like it, so he put his hand into the treasure bag again, took out a few delicate candies, and handed them to Yunci.