Chapter 875

Wen Mo picked the tip of eyebrow, "not necessarily."

Tardy looked at him, "do you know again?"

He said with a smile, "or will you make another bet?"

“…… No, thank you Late instinct kneaded knead waist, that aching feeling as if has not faded.

Er Shao can only express his regret.

"You seem to have a lot of confidence in them," he said

He also does not sell the key, "there is a word called love and love, ah Qing is not a good tempered character."

After thinking about it, he suddenly realized, "that is to say, Meijia is the house, her father is Wu!"

Because like a person, so even she care about people will tolerate, and even can tolerate each other's injury.

Wen Mo sits in front of the computer, turns out a document, takes a late look, finds that it's a city planning plan, so he takes his eyes back, "what should I do now? Do you want to go to the Zheng family and pick up Meijia?"

He moved the mouse a few times and asked, "do you want to shut the door?"

She touched her nose, half lying on the desk, "at least in the face of you and the Song family, he should not be so unkind?"

"It's about his daughter and the Zheng family. He won't compromise."

Late some speechless, "how to have a kind of Cowherd and Weaver's namely seeing feeling?"

Wen Mo smiles and doesn't speak any more.

He doesn't intend to intervene in this matter, because now is the best time to let ah Qing know his heart.

Zheng house.

Zheng Meijia lay dead at the window, staring at the distance without focus.

"Wen Qing..."

"Wen Qing..."

"Wen Qing..."

How on earth can I go out to see you?

Just reading it like this, her tears almost fell down again.

Miss and can't see the taste, really let people minute crazy!

These days, she has used 18 kinds of martial arts, and she has used all kinds of moves, but it doesn't work at all.

She grabs her hair and remembers that she vowed to Wen Qing that her father would not object to them. She feels that her cheek is burning.

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"It's lunchtime, miss."

"No!"

After half an hour, the maid came again, "Miss, the master said that if you dare to make a hunger strike, he will see you off tomorrow Go on a blind date. "

“！！！”

She picked up something and threw it away. She said angrily, "no!"

"Miss, why don't you go to lunch? If you eat, you don't have to go... " The maid was persuasive.

She opened the door and glared at the maid. She went downstairs and stuffed her mouth.

Until it was getting dark, she went out of the room to the piano room opposite the garden. When she saw her, groups of bodyguards immediately followed her and watched her.

"Don't follow in!" Zheng Meijia was so fierce that they said, "I can't escape!"

"Yes, miss."

Zheng Meijia slammed the door, sat in front of the piano, opened the cover and put her fingers on it.

Her depression is getting deeper and deeper. If she doesn't find something to do, I'm afraid she will continue to think wildly all night.

Just about to start playing, she suddenly heard a slight movement, slightly stunned, followed the sound to the window, and saw the branches of a big tree shaking two meters away.

The sound just now is just the rustle of leaves.

"Is anyone here?"

No one answered.

"Probably, it's an illusion..."