Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Ye Zheng is still worried, although no news has come out of Ashuro's current calm wind.

After all, in this special situation, the missing persons are all the bosses, and Straight Night Cold is the ancient people, so she can't help but worry.

So Ye Zheng wanted to come and go, or he called Shi Nightcold directly.

As a result, no one answered the phone two times, and Ye Zheng started texting.

[Where are you now?]

Give me a call back!]

[Quick!]

Three times in a row, the other party still did not respond, even though Ye Zheng knew that he was scared of himself, but was still a little anxious.

Suddenly, a series of bombardments began.

[Text me back!]

[You're texting me back!]

[Give me back!]

[Ah!]

……

Beidou and the seven stars beside each other watched Ye Qiao quickly press the phone to text, and they had to look at each other.

“Uh, Maple texted the jealous boss again! I'll go. Is she crazy? This indiscriminate bombing... it doesn't look like our Maple sister is hitting on the beauty? Like a brain-wrecked girl in love with IQ! ”

Seven stars ignored the mess of Beidou, just a little worried about the color of God.

Maple's attitude towards the owner of this independent state vinegar factory is something special.

Meanwhile, Ashuro headquarters.

In the large conference room, a large group of Ashuro leaders are discussing the recent unexplained disappearance of some of the major leaders of the Independent States, in a very condensed atmosphere.

At this point, a sudden burst of cell phone ringing suddenly appeared in the dead, dull conference room.

And the direction of the ringtone came from their BOSS.

Everyone looked up unconsciously, and even when they saw their phone staring at their desktop, they didn't speak and didn't mean to answer the phone until it hung up automatically.

Soon, the phone started ringing again, and this time, they were still unanswered.

Um...

Whose phone will make the Lord so tangled and disoriented?

Just as the executives face to face with all kinds of speculation, they followed closely. Their Lord's phone was like a gunfight. The text message came from one voice to another, and it was getting faster and faster...

All I heard throughout the conference room was “Ding”, “Ding” and “Ding” sounding fast...

Kangyan's eyebrows glanced slightly in the direction of his own master.

Lord rarely uses a phone, that phone is his personal phone, and it rarely rings, what is going on today?

Lin Lack sat on the right hand side of Shi Nightchill. He glanced at Shi Nightchill's phone with his leftover light.

I was so thrilled, I just saw the text message on that screen, and it was jumping like crazy.

“Cough, Jiu, what's wrong with your phone? Is it a virus?” Lin lacks a clump and speaks quietly.

Sighing indisputably at his cheerful phone.

Eventually, like a compromise, I finally picked up my phone and tapped on the screen.

Lin Lao finally saw the sender - MW - shown on the text message.

Who's the code name?

Lin Lack was strange, so he aimed at the constant text message coming in on his phone.

Because his phone screen was turned on at this time, he was aiming at the text message.

[MW: You're going back to me!]

[MW: Go back to me!]

[MW: Give me a punctuation!]

[MW: Give me a period! Quick!]

[MW: Not yet!!!]

[MW: I'll give you 10 seconds, or I'll jump to the top floor of the Independent State Martial Arts Union Guild and tell everyone we slept together with a five-year-old!]

……