"What's wrong with Mi Mi?" Ai Yunong saw her sister frowning and was puzzled.
"Didn't you just get together with Zhonglin? Is there something bothering you?"
She had so many siblings, but she was the closest to her because they were the same kind of people.
They weren't like those people who schemed against each other and fought for power every day. Their goal was to do whatever they wanted.
So they never had any restraints and lived a carefree life.
Xunmi shook her head and rested her chin on her hand. She said in distress, "I'm not troubled. I just feel depressed. I seem to have misjudged Lu Manru."
"You finally realized it. It wasn't easy. When I told you before, you hesitated. I was worried for a long time."
Ai Yunong's eyes lit up. She was overjoyed. Her sister was finally not with that little b * tch. Congratulations!
She didn't know why, but she didn't like Lu Manru the first time she saw her.
A woman's intuition was especially obvious.
Xunmi sighed helplessly. "Actually, I hesitated before not because I didn't believe you, but because I didn't have any evidence.
Plus, you know that I like Zhonglin. She gave me a lot of advice. I thought she was still useful. "
She didn't continue, but Ai Yunong understood.
She nodded and said maliciously, "Now she's useless. Why don't you let me play with her?"
"… Sister, you're making it sound so ambiguous. I'll think the wrong way." As expected, they were birds of a feather. Ah no, they were sisters with the same interests.
Ai Yunong shrugged and raised her eyebrows carelessly. "I don't have any resources. Otherwise … hehe …"
Xunmi was speechless. What else could she say? Were all directors so unpredictable?
No wonder Le Zan loved her sister so much. Tsk tsk tsk.
"Okay, I'll go back and arrange it." She glanced at her watch. It was almost five o 'clock.
"Sister, I'll go first. Zhonglin is about to wrap up. Do you want to come with me or wait for Le Zan to pick you up?"
Ai Yunong waved her hand and said disdainfully, "He's chasing me. How can I not come?"
"Go ahead. Bring him over tonight. We'll play together." She had seen Zhong Lin a few times. At that time, she didn't pay much attention to him because it didn't matter.
It was different now. As a qualified elder sister, she had to check on her younger sister.
Xunmi was in a dilemma. Could she tell her sister that she couldn't make the decision for her husband?
Such a torturous thing, it's better … not to talk about it. _ (: з ́ ∠) _
At most, she would have a good chat with her husband later. Even if she had to cede land and pay compensation, she would still convince him to come over.
Otherwise, she felt that the next time she met her cousin, she would probably …
She nodded with difficulty and said with a dry voice, "Sister, I'll leave first. See you tonight."
Sob, sob, sob ~ ~ He didn't know if she would be able to survive until nightfall.
Xunmi, who was very self-aware, didn't panic at all when she saw her husband's face, which was even darker than it was in the afternoon.
Probably, he had already guessed that o (????????
"Zhonglin, are you hungry? Let's go eat." She ran over to the man who was sitting on the chair and reading the script. She squatted down next to him and said with a smile.
As long as I can avoid a disaster, what's the point of having integrity? It's not like I can eat.
Zhonglin tightened his grip on the script. He ignored Xunmi and continued reading.
A domestic cat was better than a stray cat. Even if she knew that she was wrong, she would still curry favor with her owner.
Unfortunately, this was useless. A mistake was a mistake.
However, the truth was that Xunmi, who didn't know that she was wrong, only showed weakness because of her husband's tyrannical abuse of power.
Such a beautiful misunderstanding happened just like that.
"Zhonglin, Zhonglin, pay attention to me, okay? Zhonglin."
Xunmi tugged at her husband's sleeve aggrievedly and whispered in a coquettish tone. The eyes of those who heard it flickered.
Xunmi happened to catch it and her eyes lit up. There was obviously a chance.
Although she didn't know why her husband was like this again, as long as he didn't do anything to her, everything was fine.
She pulled at his sleeve and slowly leaned forward to lean on his leg. She looked up obediently at the man who didn't seem to be looking at her.
"Zhonglin, I'm not happy. I'm sad. I can only get better if you pay attention to me."
She pouted and complained a little, but she was more expectant.
She was like a cat waiting to be stroked by its owner, eagerly waiting for its owner to come.
Zhonglin's fingers tightened, so tight that the veins in his hand could be seen.
When she grabbed his sleeve, she felt a burning sensation in her heart. When she leaned against his leg, she felt a hot liquid trying to break out of her body.
That feeling came too quickly and too fiercely.
If it weren't for his good self-control, he would have been unable to control himself.
She was really a demon, he thought.
No wonder so many people flocked to her. But after knowing, he was even more unhappy.
The low pressure on his body became heavier and heavier, as if Xunmi would be swallowed immediately if she dared to move.
Xunmi, who was crying in her heart and smiling foolishly, felt that life was really difficult.
What was wrong with her husband? She couldn't get it at all.
This was really a sad thing. Was being able to open a golden finger a mind-reading ability?
Xunmi, who didn't move for a long time and couldn't figure out what her husband was thinking, raised her head and snorted angrily, "Zhonglin!"
Damn it, her husband was really itching for a beating. She was already like this and he still dared to make trouble. She would teach him a lesson.
But …
"Hmm?" A single syllable that was so light that it was devoid of emotion instantly made Xunmi's rising momentum deflate like a punctured rubber ball.
"Hehe …" She laughed embarrassedly and quickly said, "Your name is really nice. I can't help but want to call you Zhonglin, Zhonglin."
Xunmi, who didn't know what the lower limit of moral integrity was, cowered without a backbone.
Zhonglin was probably done admiring her embarrassed look, so he reached out his hand and patted her head mercifully.
"Hmm, good girl." He pressed her head against his thigh and felt the warm touch. He sighed in his heart. This was still the best.
It gave him the feeling that she treated him as her sky, her everything.
Of course, she could only live in the world that he gave her.
This kind of thinking and feeling was very strange, so strange that he wanted to implement it.
"Yawn, yawn." Xunmi couldn't help but sneeze twice. She didn't dare to look at her husband's face at all.
She felt that he was secretly plotting against her. What should she do?
"Have you caught a cold?" Zhonglin's hand that was rubbing her hair paused. He put down the script and bent down to help her up. He hugged her and walked out, not forgetting to instruct, "Kemin, call the doctor."
Although she was very disobedient, he didn't want to see her fall sick at all.
Chang Kemin, who had been in the background for half a day and was forced to watch the interaction between the 'fake' Young Master and Xunmi, was moved when he heard his Young Master's voice.
Finally, he didn't have to be blinded here!
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