Chapter 318

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318 Not every milk is called trensu, and not every man is called a pure man!

Rong Zhan quickly stopped thinking about it, or he would only be disappointed.

by the way, I saw a man with a curly beard beside you just now. Do you know him? ”

Sang Xia seemed to have suddenly recalled something and asked in surprise.

Rong Zhan’s face tensed up.

He didn’t speak.

“what’s wrong? is it serious?” he asked.

Sang Xia held his hand.

Rong Zhan thought of that man and gritted his teeth unconsciously. No matter what that man thought of sang Xia, he did not want them to have any relationship, let alone acknowledge each other.

He didn’t show up in the past, but now he suddenly showed up. The point was that he had done something so outrageous to her before, ordering someone to kill her. Just based on this point, she could forget about giving him any face!

It was already good enough that she didn’t shoot him!

at this point, rong zhan did not want to hide anything from her because he felt that his wife would definitely share the same hatred with him. however, just as he was about to say it, there was a knock on the door. Hurry up and come out! it’s the climax of today’s show!”

When Bessie saw sang Xia’s side profile, his eyes widened as if he had just discovered something unbelievable!

Wait a minute!

That woman! That woman! She, she was ...!

Bessie watched her rush up the stage from behind, and his eyes widened in shock.

There was no way she didn’t know that there was a female lead singer from the East in sun.

However, what Bessie noticed was not only sang Xia’s fleeting face, but also the Hickey on her neck when she tied the scarf around her neck.

And that man had entered the room she was in and asked them what they were doing.

It didn’t seem hard to guess.

He was really shameless!

Bessie’s face turned gloomy for some reason. She looked back unwillingly, but in the end, she still went to the front. Her friend had reserved a seat for her, and she still had to go to her cohalen’s concert.

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The stage had reached its climax-

[author: cough, cough, not every kind of milk is milk ~]