The Strongest Sweet Wife: Subduing the Superstar Husband

Chapter 185

I am indeed a daughter of a thousand gold, or a famous daughter of a thousand gold...

But is it useful?This is not the Xuanwu Continent.

Ye Anhui smiled slightly, "How is it possible, who did you hear that from?"

"Who told you to be so obsessed, why don't you just start a video with your uncle, as for running to the toilet, or..." Yue Xiaoqiu smiled ambiguously, "Is it really a boyfriend?"

Ye Hui'an was about to kneel down, isn't this Xiaoqiu usually quite confused, why is she holding on to this question now?
"My uncle and cousin both work in the same company..."

"Oh, it's the boss who treats you very well, right?"

"That's right, that's right, I'm not a rich lady anyway." I'm just a bitter bodyguard now.

Yue Xiaoqiu stroked his chin and sized her up, then went back to watch the soap opera.

Ye Anhui felt that she had to find an uncle for herself.

In fact, after calculation, the young master is almost 8 years older than her, so with them, he can indeed be called an uncle.

Lying on the bed as if paralyzed after washing, Ye Hui'an twisted her sore arms and was about to cover herself with the quilt and go to sleep. Get off.

He hurriedly took the earphones and put them on, resigned himself to his fate and pressed the answer button, "Stop...boss."

In the cool-toned luxury bedroom, Si Jingyu was leaning against the bedside reading a book, and when she heard the word 'boss' blurted out by her, her brows could be pinched to death with so many eyebrows.

A deep and indifferent voice sounded, with a touch of danger, "What did you call me?"

Ye Anhui patted her temples with a headache, "The roommate is here."

Si Jingyu instantly understood, was he afraid of calling him young master to cause suspicion, so he simply called him boss in a strange way?

Is this dead girl so unwilling to have anything to do with him?Even as a bodyguard.

Si Jingyu suddenly regretted suppressing those news magazines that had photographed Ye Hui'an's face.

"It's almost ten o'clock, may I ask..."

"Ye Hui'an, sing me a song." It seemed that Si Jingyu's sigh was heard, with a hint of imperceptible helplessness.

"Okay, what song does the boss want to hear?"

"The one from last time."

"Last time?"

Ye Hui'an recalled, seeing that the two roommates were not asleep, "The lyrics will definitely cause misunderstandings, those who don't know would think that I am so young and even have children..."

Ye Hui'an said the second half of the sentence in a low voice, but Si Jingyu still heard it.

Si Jingyu raised his eyebrows, the word 'baby' can only be associated with children, can't it?

"Singing is about the same."

"What do you mean almost?"

"Lyrical." Si Jingyu replied impatiently.

Ye Anhui sat up and leaned against the wall, rubbing her chin and trying to search for the song she learned recently.

"Yes, then I will sing!"

Si Jingyu turned off the wall lamp and lay flat, with the phone close to his ear and slightly closed his eyes, "Mmm."

Ye Hui'an cleared her throat, hummed and sang:

"Not feeling well
snowflake climate

we tremble together

will understand better..."

"Ye Anhui."

Before Ye Hui'an sang halfway, Si Jingyu's tired voice sounded on the other end of the phone, "It doesn't sound good, try another song."

Why is it not good, this song is the first modern song she learned.

"Don't choose this kind of song that looks like a widow."

The same song as widowed...?
If it weren't for the tired and sleepy look in his voice, she really wanted to pretend that the phone was dead.

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(End of this chapter)