Chapter 81

"Of course, you've never heard of a word. Ten years of cultivation is the same boat crossing, and a hundred years of cultivation is the same boat crossing." She suddenly stopped her tongue, originally wanted to say "sleep together", but saw that Qin Xuelu's face had become gloomy, so the tip of her tongue cunningly turned into a "shared room", and what she wanted to say later, such as fate, friendship and so on, was also blocked in her throat.

It's very dangerous. I almost made a mistake and caused a bloody battle!

Rong Zhenye's cold mouth unconsciously exudes a smile. The thought that he is the only man who sleeps with her makes his gloomy mood much better.

When he realized that he was different, he quickly closed his mouth and got a little annoyed. Confused fool has this ability, can easily stir up his emotions, and he simply can't control himself.

"Are you asking for attention?" He deliberately used a sarcastic tone to cover up the fluctuation of mood, not to let her notice.

Cut, who rare you attention!

I'm not unloved. There are hundreds of thousands of fans on Weibo.

It doesn't matter whether you exist or not.

Yi and summer willow eyebrow a vertical, blunt his wrinkly nose: "ice gourd, self-confidence is a good thing, narcissism should take medicine." You're welcome.

Qin Xuelu took a breath of cold air.

She has to admit that Yi Youxia has the courage not to be afraid of death. She is probably the only woman in the world who dares to fight against Rong Zhenye, argue against him or even mock him.

She doesn't have such courage. His cold eyes can make her timid deeply.

When she looks at Rong Zhenye, his face doesn't change, but his heart is full of waves. He misses the feeling of bickering with her very much. Every time he can't argue with her, she pouts her little mouth, stares at him with beautiful eyes, or even pretends to be dead. These days without her around, can't hear her chirp noise, even the air is lonely.

At this time, a voice sounded in the center of the meeting: "Xia Shao is here."

Everyone's eyes are focused on the entrance, Yi Youxia also quickly turned his head, eyes burst out a little excited star.

In Rong Zhenye's eyes, the light is particularly dazzling. He just had a little sunny mood and was once again covered by thick clouds.

See Xia Yuhan tall and handsome figure, Yi Youxia subconsciously toward him.

He saw her, too.

She is like a clear lotus, spotless and beautiful. No one can ignore her existence even in the meeting place where the stars are shining and beautiful.

He wanted to meet him, but he couldn't walk away if he had ten thousand pounds.

"If you want me to live, you can break up with her in front of me at the meeting!" Fang Yu's words burst in his ears like firecrackers.

A muscle on his face was twitching violently, and an unbearable pain almost tore his pretty face.

In his contradiction and struggle, she has come to the front: "senior." She smiles and consciously changes her address.

He tugged at the corner of his stiff mouth to smile at her, but the smile disappeared on his lips before it was formed, as if it had been blown away by the cold night wind.

She didn't notice his abnormality, but thought it was because there were too many reporters. See someone to interview, she is very witty flash to the side.

Xia Yuhan simply perfunctory reporter a few words, just about to leave, an arm from behind, holding his arm.

Originally thought it was Yi Youxia, turned his head and saw a face he didn't want to see.

"Xiaorui, aren't you in France?" His back was stiff with fright.

"Auntie called and asked me to come back." Yang Xiaorui smiles very brightly. Fang Yu tells her that the new wedding date has been set and will be announced in front of reporters today.

Seeing her, Yi Youxia hides in the nearest corner where the magnesium lamp can't shine at the fastest speed. She's a little at a loss. She doesn't even know what she's avoiding. She's not a junior!

Qin Xuelu saw this scene from a distance and sneered: "it seems that Miss Yi is very passive in this love triangle!"

Rong Zhenye is silent. His eyes are like a bottomless well, dark and cold.

Fang Yu came into the field later. She was in a wheelchair, accompanied by medical staff.

In fact, she was in good health, but in order to cut off her son's bad relationship, she had to pretend to be terminally ill. Her son's filial piety has always been her best use of magic weapon. When she saw Yi Youxia's name in the list of guests at the opening ceremony, she had a plan. This time, she must let the goblin die.