Chapter 11

If he had said this to her four years ago, she would have burst into tears on the spot and had thrown him directly to bed.

His arms are wide and his skin is cool, like a big refrigerator.

Before, she was a little goblin. In summer, she would fall madly in love with the hug that helped her drive away the summer heat. But at that time, she never had his arms.

Embrace is the biggest luxury.

"President Ling Da, what are you joking about? It's more beautiful than me and better than me. Why don't you marry them. I'm a bad tempered man. I can't do anything. I'm not a good wife or a good mother. It's no good marrying me. "

Ji Qianchen's nostril is horizontal and pushes his arms away. She was disgusted by the false embrace.

"Indeed." Ling Xiaohan nodded in agreement.

Shit!

This guy dared to nod his head, but she didn't see it. She was talking angrily and belittling herself.

"Then you are still married?"

"Well." Ling Xiao and Han Du fixed their heads, without any doubt.

"It seems that the disease is very serious." Ji Qianchen looked at him as if he were a terminally ill patient who could not be cured. His mouth was sarcastic and his eyes were contemptuous.

"At least, I'm only responsible for you."

……

What else can she say?

In the evening, after dinner, Ji Qianchen curled up in a cane chair in the yard and looked up at the night sky.

The bright moon is high, and the stars are all over the sky. It's a beautiful night scene.

Is she really going to attend the wedding tomorrow?

After four years, is this unfathomable Ling Xiaohan still the God she should marry?

"Honey, honey, momada..."

A charming cell phone ring.

Ji Qianchen takes a look. It's cousin Ji Yanran's phone.

Ji Yanran is one year older than her. She was a senior sister of the same university. Once, they had a good relationship, but later, because of someone, they hated each other.

Snap and hang up.

"Honey, honey, mamada..."

The bell rings again, the magic block has been repeated, shaking her brain benevolence pain.

"Yes?" Ji Qianchen impatiently connects.

"Ji Qianchen, I received your wedding message to Ling Xiaohan. Are you going to get married? You tell me, it's not true, is it? " The voice on the other end of the phone was shaking and rushing.

Obviously, the other side could not accept this sudden cruel fact at all.

"It's true."

Ji Qianchen hesitated for three seconds to answer.

"No, you are a fox spirit. Don't you chase him? Don't you like him? Why did you marry him all of a sudden? Give me back lingxiaohan. He's mine. " Ji Yanran's voice is like tearing, crying and howling on the phone.

Ji Qianchen covers her ears and puts her mobile phone far away, waiting for her to roar slowly.

"Ji Qianchen, if you really dare to marry Ling Xiaohan, I will curse you to death."

"Ji Qianchen, have you seduced him with your body, or are you pregnant with his children?"

……

Listen to her scold almost, Ji Qianchen put the cell phone back to her ear, smiled and said: "scold over? After scolding, remember to come to our wedding on time tomorrow. See you tomorrow. "

Snapped, Ji Qianchen hung up her phone, and could not hear the more hurtful abuse.

Some things are like this. You fight hard but you can't fight for them. One day, you don't need them anymore, but they just sent them to you.