Chapter 870

"Yes, Xiaoxiao, you and your brother can also go. We must broadcast it live." Tan Xiaoxiao patted his chest, "don't worry, I'll open a live broadcast directly." Wen Yiren can't reach the bottom of her eyes with a smile. That's what you're waiting for. Leaving Tan Xiaoxiao's house, Wen Yiren decisively took a taxi to Shengu lane. It's getting dark. The night in Shengu lane is very artistic, and the lights in each store are particularly beautiful. Through the glass window, you can vaguely see the catkins. She is cleaning with a feather duster“ Yo, what brings the beauty of our family? " Wen Yiren snorted coldly, "don't talk strangely. Xu Xu, are you hiding something from me?" Xu Xu's eyes dodged slightly, coughed, turned back to the table and poured a cup of tea, "the tea made today tastes good. Come and try it?" Xu Xu is guilty. Wen Yiren suddenly grinned, but the smile inexplicably made people feel numb, "Xu Xu, you're dishonest."“ Cough... Qiulin came here to buy something late. " The tip of the eyebrow raised gently, "what did you buy?"“ A necklace is the one Lu Shixiu gave her in the last life. "“ Then? "“ She should remember the last life. " No wonder I suddenly asked her to meet. No wonder I have an inexplicable sense of familiarity when I see Qiulin night again“ Think of it. " It's convenient for her to abuse slag. In the last life, Wen Yiren was a human with no strength to bind chickens, but now she is a messenger of forgetting Sichuan and a ghost in the underworld. Seeing Wen Yiren's dark smile, Xu Xu couldn't help shivering“ What are you going to do? "“ Maybe you should ask, what are you going to do when you leave? " The wedding of Qiulin evening and Lu Shixiu was a sensation, and many journalists from other countries came to cover it. Wen Yiren deliberately chose a less eye-catching skirt and appeared at the scene with very light makeup. The wedding was held in a beautiful manor. At this time, many upper class people had come“ Hello, Wen Yiren, do you know what's going on? " Wen Yiren put his hands around his chest and said proudly, "good, call the boss." Mu Chengsen rolled his eyes. "Your husband is going to run away with others. Are you still in the mood to call you here?"“ It's not that your husband is going to run away with others. What's your hurry? " Mu Chengsen looked at Wen Yiren with a look of hate for iron and not just, "that's my cousin!"“ Oh. " More than 40 minutes before the wedding, Wen Yiren found a good angle to sit down“ Wen Yiren, you are so calm. Have you divorced my cousin? Look at you. I told you to leave my cousin. You didn't listen. Now it's all right. Alas, only I really love you. " Wen Yiren glanced at him with disgust“ Why don't I find some ghosts to scare them and make the marriage impossible? " Since mu Chengsen accepted that he wanted to deal with ghosts, he seems to have become very angry. Wen Yiren smiled, "you're talking. I'll let you live in the 18th floor of hell for a few days." Mu Chengsen immediately counselled. However, he still couldn't help... "I'll say the last sentence. You're so powerful. If you're afraid of what to do that Qiulin night, you should kick her to the Pacific Ocean." Is she such a violent person? Mu Chengsen is so cruel day by day. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.