Chapter 110
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Qiao Lian refused to admit defeat. Again!
This time, before she could even get close, she was killed by Zi Chuan. 13579246810
Again!
She resurrected and was killed again.
Until the end of the game, Qiao Lian had not killed any monsters or earned any gold coins. She had been seeking death the entire time.
Counting the times, she had died nine times!
Qiao Lian patted her head. One more round, and the teams were randomly assigned.
She entered a group and was waiting for someone when she suddenly realized that Zi Chuan had entered. And! He was in the same group as her!
Qiao Lian immediately sent him a message in the group chat:
[Xiao Qiao: Hi, Zi Chuan, you played really well in the last round!]
Unexpectedly, the moment she said this, he immediately left the group.
Qiao Lian: …
She quietly found his account and sent him a friend request.
But he did not reply.
Qiao Lian sent him another private message:
[Xiao Qiao: Zi Chuan, why did you leave?]
This news was only answered after a full five minutes.
Zi Chuan's reply was very direct:
[Zi Chuan: I don't want to be in the same group as an idiot.]
Qiao Lian: …!!
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Qiao Lian stared at her cell phone and burst out laughing.
That was the first time they chatted.
Young and energetic, she was outstanding in everything, but she had been infuriated by this one sentence.
Qiao Lian couldn't help but cover her face as she thought of her crazy actions. Looking back, she felt that she had been an idiot at that time.
She turned around and the chandelier on the ceiling pulled her back to reality. Inch by inch, the smile on her face disappeared.
The sweeter the memories, the sadder the reality.
If her meeting with Zi Chuan was fate, then this first love could only be considered fate, but not fate.
She lowered her eyes and shook her head, not allowing herself to think about it. She was afraid that she would once again fall into the loneliness she had experienced eight years ago.
She took a deep breath and looked at the computer. She realized that the video to Chuanliu Buxi had been sent.
On WeChat, Chuanliu Buxi had sent a message:
[Chuanliu Buxi: Actually, this is not enough to prove Wang Wenhao's hatred for Best Actor Shen. If only we had a more direct method.]
Qiao Lian's eyes darkened when she saw this message.
Of course she had a more direct method, but now was not the time.
She threw her phone aside and finally fell asleep on the bed.
In the master bedroom next door.
Shen Liangchuan was still awake.
He was scrolling through Weibo on his phone when he saw a video that Chuanliu Buxi had posted.
He clicked on it and finished reading it. The corners of his lips curled up slightly. Being protected by others would always make people happy.
He put his hands behind his head and lay down, but he couldn't fall asleep.
He got up and walked to the guest bedroom.
He gently opened the door and found the woman sleeping on her stomach.
Shen Liangchuan's expression darkened. She hadn't covered herself with anything. After all these years, why couldn't she learn to take care of herself?
He walked over, picked up the cup, and covered it for her. He planned to take her laptop to the side, but when he saw the content on the screen, he was stunned.
He turned his head and stared at the girl on the bed.
She said she was busy with work … so she had been busy with this video?
His heart suddenly flashed with a warm current and impulsive feeling.
He suddenly got up and directly pressed down on her body. When she opened her eyes, he suddenly asked, "Little Qiao, why are you so good to me?"
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