The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Spring City Airport.

An airplane from Wancheng slowly landed on the tarmac. Fifteen minutes later, a girl with sexy brows stepped on Hating High, dragging a suitcase and flying out.

At the exit, Xia Xueying saw the girl in the red windbreaker at a glance, a flash of contempt flashed across her eyes, but with a gentle smile on her face, she waved and greeted enthusiastically, "Xinxin, here."

Hearing the sound, Ling Qianxin looked this way, and immediately ran towards her with the suitcase.

"Xinxin, a long time..."

"Slap!" Ling Qianxin slapped her face, "You bitch, you dare to use me."

She only learned afterwards that Xia Xueying and Ye Zi'an were actually the relationship of former boy and girl friends, otherwise, how could she arrange her to meet Ye Zi'an.

And this woman, who knew Ye Zi'an clearly, didn't tell her, she was just using her.

If you don't hit her, it's hard to get rid of her hatred.

She was caught off guard and was slapped, attracting the eyes of everyone around her. Xia Xueying couldn't get up and down, her eyes shone bitterly, but her face was blank but injured, "Xinxin, do you have any misunderstandings about me?"

"Misunderstanding?" Ling Qianxin sneered, "Don't think I don't know anything, you are Ye Zi'an's ex-girlfriend, and you still have a heart for him now."

I have to say that even though Ling Qianxin's words were sharp and awkward, they hit the nail on the head and directly broke Xia Xueying's mind.

Xia Xueying was stunned for a moment, and reacted quickly, "Xinxin, you really misunderstood. Ye Zi'an and I have separated, and I don't have any thoughts about him."

"This is best." Ling Qianxin raised her chin proudly, "Because Ye Zi'an belongs to me."

Xia Xueying lowered her eyelids, covered her emotions, and said softly, "If you want Ye Zi'an, then I think your biggest enemy is not me, but...Ling Qianmo."

"Ling Qianmo?" Ling Qianxin frowned, "Isn't she missing her whereabouts after she fell into the sea, and she didn't even find the body?"

"I will take you to a place, and you will know it naturally."

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When he saw the person standing outside the door, Ling Qianmo was taken aback for a moment, and then it was too late to close the door.

"Ling Qianmo, you really are not dead!" Ling Qianxin couldn't help screaming.

What is this, what does it mean that she is really not dead, she is disappointed that she is not dead?

Ling Qianmo's silence made Ling Qianxin more confident, "Since you are not dead, why lie to us that you died? Do you know how sad your parents are and how grandpa is..." At this point, I suddenly remembered, "During the Spring Festival Grandpa has been away for a while, is he coming to see you in Spring City?"

"You came to prove that I am dead or alive?" Ling Qianmo frowned.

Ling Qianxin sneered, reluctantly, "Ling Qianmo, your method is really getting more and more sophisticated, you can even think of the way of pretending to be dead."

"Have you finished talking?" Every time she listened to Ling Qianxin's words, she admired her brain circuit different from ordinary people.

Then she slammed the door, how could Ling Qianxin know that she was not dead, and found her directly.

Ling Qianmo was puzzled, hesitating whether to tell Ye Zi'an about this, and wondering if the man was so magical, that he should know it.

In the corridor, Ling Qianxin stared at the closed door in front of him, almost venom coming out of his eyes.

He took out his cell phone and dialed a call, "Are you familiar with the Spring City media?"

"Give me the contact information, I want to ruin Ling Qianmo!"

After hanging up the phone, she glanced at the closed door in front of her and smiled sullenly.

Ling Qianmo didn't pay much attention to Ling Qianxin's appearance. Since Ye Zi'an didn't plan to make the news that she was still alive, he would naturally resolve this matter.

After taking a bath and eating lunch from the hotel, Ling Qianmo took a nice nap and then woke up, it was already late.

Stretching out of the bed, he got up from the bed, ready to pack his things and go to the hospital to see Li Nan. The phone call from Haruko Mu Haruko was already called.

"Haruko, I'm about to go to the hospital to see the senior. Have you eaten? If you don't eat, I will bring you some on the way."

"What are you eating?" Haruko's angry voice sounded over there, "Don't go out, just stay at the hotel. I'll come to you later."

Ling Qianmo was stunned for a while, and then asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

"You actually asked me what happened?"

Compared to Mu Haruko's excitement, Ling Qianmo seemed to be calmer, "If you don't let me go out, naturally you have to tell me why. And I just woke up, I really don't know anything."

On the other side of the phone, Haruko was silent for a full minute.

A minute later, she squeezed a word from her teeth, "I got up at this point, how crazy were you last night?"

"You think too much. He didn't return all night and came back drunk in the morning. It's just that because I am a dead person now, I have nothing to do except sleep, so I slept a little longer." Ling Qianmo put the bag in. On the bed, then sit up.

Ki Haruko, "..."

It's not just a little bit more. She can sleep so much, it's almost like being pregnant.

"Okay, don't talk about it, first tell me what happened."

If she just woke up, then it makes sense if she doesn't know, "The news that you are still alive and the address of the hotel where you are currently staying was stabbed to the reporter. Now a large group of people are guarding the door of the hotel, waiting to catch you. "

Ling Qianmo froze for a moment, a little surprised, but not too surprised, and asked lightly, "Who did it?"

"Nonsense, now Zi'an is busy suppressing this matter, how can I find the time to find out who is behind the ghost."

"Okay, I see." Ling Qianmo lay back and fell on the bed. In fact, she probably guessed who did it. "Then take care of the senior, and I won't come. Do you want me to Did you order a takeaway?"

"If I want to eat takeaway, I still need you? Okay, don't worry too much. Don't pay too much attention to the things reported by the media. Leave everything to Zi'an."

Ling Qianmo laughed mockingly, "I just signed the divorce agreement yesterday, and today I have to trouble him to do things for me. I don't feel like I'm very kind."

"This thing started because of him, anyway, just leave it alone. All right, get a good rest, I'll hang up."

The phone was cut off. Ling Qianmo kept the phone next to him, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, and stared at the ceiling blankly, watching the lines on it change from clear to dim, and then from dim to bright.

The wall clock on the wall pointed straight to seven, she guessed that he should get up, so she dialed Ye Zi'an.

I played three times in a row, and no one answered the first two times. The last time I was hung up.

Ling Qianmo held the phone, her white teeth biting her lower lip tightly.

PS: The typhoon is so scary, I feel like my small body is about to be lifted off, so I can kite at any time.