Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 392 Her Willfulness

Chu Chen lowered his eyebrows and remained motionless.

Xia Yu smiled, and her voice returned to her usual soft voice: "If he didn't stop you and let you go to my sister's lounge without risk, then he would really annoy brother Ziheng."

Xia Ling stared at them, her chest heaved and she couldn't speak.

"Okay, very good..." After a long time, she gritted her teeth and turned around to go downstairs. She couldn't believe that she couldn't find the phone!
She hadn't taken a few steps before bumping into someone with a gentle chest and a black silk cotton shirt, which made the tip of her nose hurt sharply.A pair of dry and warm hands supported her firmly, and a deep male voice sounded above her head: "What's the matter, who bullied you?"

Xia Ling covered the tip of her nose and raised her head. Seeing that familiar face, she almost wanted to cry.

"Akun..." She sniffed aggrievedly, "Lend me the phone."

Without asking why, Feng Kun directly took out his mobile phone and handed it over.The silver-gray metal fuselage carries his body temperature, holding it in his hand, it weighs heavily.

"Feng Kun!" Chu Chen's expression turned ugly, "How can you borrow her phone! Do you know what she's going to do with the phone?!"

Feng Kun glanced at him lightly: "Xiao Ling can do whatever she likes."

Chu Chen was choked by his words, but knew that Xia Ling couldn't be stopped, so his expression was unkind, so he stopped her from calling.

Feng Kun's phone screen was huge. Xia Ling dialed a familiar number with her fingertips, and saw silver-white characters jump out one after another. Beside her, Chu Chen whispered in surprise: "This is..."

She looked up at him, and remembered that this number was exclusively for the late queen Xia Ling. In her previous life, Chu Chen followed her for a long time and met countless times.

He lowered his head and continued to dial the number wholeheartedly. After a while, the call was connected.

Pei Ziheng's voice: "Hello, Xiaoling?"

"Pei Ziheng." When it came time to call him, she felt a little guilty. What if he refused?
"Xiao Ling?" Pei Ziheng's voice was deep and mellow, as if he was very happy that she called him, and the ending sound rose slightly, with some joy, "What's wrong, you called me suddenly?"

"Pei Ziheng," she hesitated, but still said, "I want 1801."

"What?" He didn't understand, but said quickly, "No problem, you can do whatever you want. Ask Chu Chen to do it for you."

Does he even know what he promised?Xia Ling's heart was broken, and she simply said: "What I want is Xia Ling's original lounge upstairs in Fengkun's recording studio. I also want you to remove all photos of Xia Ling in the company, and Xia Ling The used tables and chairs, Xia Ling's favorite flowers, Xia Ling's specified wall and carpet colors...all of them are replaced."

"Xiao Ling, what's wrong with you?" Pei Ziheng didn't immediately agree, but asked her.

"I don't like that! Pei Ziheng, I don't like it!" It's okay not to make this call, but after making a call, I found that the entire office building of the emperor was full of traces of her previous life - at that time, she really He is a very picky person, and even if a foot molding in the hallway is not satisfactory, he will have the entire decoration redone.

The Emperor, it was Pei Ziheng's fault, but what filled her from the inside out was the style of her previous life.

One scene at a time, piercing the heart step by step.

Now that she is Ye Xingling, she doesn't need to keep these things to remind everyone how much Pei Ziheng loves a dead woman. Soon, she will have a baby. If this baby is destined to grow up in the emperor, Well, it's best to let everyone know from now on that she, Ye Xingling, is an existence above Xia Ling.Only when her position is secure can her baby be safe.

"You used to like it very much." Pei Ziheng said.

"I don't like it anymore, I don't like it at all. I don't want to face a dead person's relics all day long, Pei Ziheng, Xia Ling is dead! Dead!" She gradually became excited, why, what he saw was always the past ? !

Chu Chen, Xia Yu, and Xia Yu's manager and assistant all had ugly faces when they heard her say this on the phone.She is probably the only one who can say that Xia Ling is "a dead person" in front of Pei Ziheng.

On the other end of the phone, the man was silent.

Xia Ling held the phone tightly in her hand, breathing heavily.

Finally, he said, "I don't like it when you talk about yourself like that."

"Then don't make me live like a dead person." She calmed down.

"Xiao Ling, my Xiao Ling..." He murmured her name, like an inaudible sigh, "It's you, who dare to be so self-willed in front of me. That's all, as you wish, everything you used to have For things, just look at it and deal with it yourself.”

He agreed.

Xia Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't feel very happy. It was like fighting a war and winning, but she was very tired.After hanging up the phone, she said to Chu Chen: "Open this room, redecorate it, and give it to the emperor's best male singer." She doesn't want this room anymore. In her previous life, her status and strength were commensurate with it Well, the current her is far from being popular to that extent, and her presence here is just arousing criticism.

Before Chu Chen said anything, Xia Yu couldn't stand still: "Ye Xingling, don't pass on the imperial decree, how could brother Ziheng agree to move this room?! That belongs to my sister!"

Her voice changed, her expression was distorted, and she was no longer calculating as before.

Xia Ling was stunned by the resentment in her eyes, this time, she was sincere, not fake.

Did her acting skills improve again, or did her eyesight get worse and worse?In short, Xia Ling would not believe that she had any good intentions. Back then, her words that forced Xia Ling to death were still in my ears, and thinking about it now, it is still painful.

"Xia Yu." Xia Ling looked at her and said, "How can a person like you care about my sister? Don't use her name to gain sympathy, and tell you, I don't like that."

"You!" Xia Yu stared at her, her delicate face became more and more distorted, vicious and ferocious, "Ye Xingling, do you think you are qualified to compete with my sister if you have a room? Tell you, you can't even compete with her finger." No, you are not worthy!"

"Whether I deserve it or not is not up to you." If Xia Ling hadn't been so impressed by the events of her previous life, seeing Xia Yu's performance at this time, Xia Ling almost thought that she had wrongly blamed her at the beginning, and she was an innocent A good sister who can be picky.

Xia Yu didn't say anything more, she took one last look at her, turned around and left.

Xia Ling was somewhat relieved to walk so simply.Although, he had decided to treat her as a stranger long ago, but the sisterhood of more than 20 years in his previous life ended in such a way that every time he faced this former sister, it was impossible to say that there was no disturbance in his heart.

"Xiaoling..." Feng Kun looked at her worriedly.

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