The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 997

Yan Zhixin turned her head and looked at the man who was lazily leaning on the back of the chair and holding her in his arms.

Mo Junting also finished reading this Weibo.

However, there is no special expression.

I don't know if I didn't care, or it was expected.

Yan Zhixin hummed in her heart, and looked directly into his star-like eyes: "I ask you a question, you must answer me seriously."

Mo Junting said with a smile, "Say it."

Yan Zhixin asked: "You used to dislike me a lot, didn't you?"

Mo Junting did not answer immediately.

Yan Zhixin became even angrier, poked his chest hard, and complained: "You used to dislike me, but it hasn't changed now, right?"

Ten years have passed.

Her IQ is still not as good as his.

Her legs are still shorter than his.

She's still as annoying as ever.

So, here comes the question, if the same thing was disliked ten years ago, why would you like it ten years later?
The more Yan Zhixin thought about it, the more angry she became, her eyes glowed with anger: "Actually, you don't like me at all, and you don't love me, right? You proposed to me just because I can let you sleep well, right?"

Mo Junting heard her resentment, held her hand, and was about to explain, but Yan Zhixin didn't give him a chance, and kicked him angrily: "Mo Junting, you bastard!"

The two squeezed into a chair, and both of them only sat halfway.

She didn't pay attention when she started, she kicked it, her center of gravity was unstable, and her body fell towards Mo Junting. Mo Junting couldn't sit still, and fell to the ground with her with a "plop".

Mo Junting stretched out his long arm, propped it against her ear, and looked down at her condescendingly: "That's why you miss me?"

"You don't care what I think!" This gesture was too aggressive, Yan Zhixin pushed him away with a red face and ran away.

Mo Junting: "..."

Looking at her back quietly, Mo Junting propped his forehead, and suddenly laughed.

He really dislikes her - but dislike is never the same as dislike!
Turning on the phone, there are many photos belonging to her in the gallery inside.

But ten years ago, there were only two photos.

One is a family portrait he took during the Chinese New Year at Xie's house.

There are her grandfather, grandmother, and her and him.

The other one is her personal photo.

I forgot which morning it was, and when he came back from a run, he happened to see her leaning out of the room to pick the gorgeous crape myrtle flowers blooming outside the window.

The bright morning sun fell on her body, and the corners of her lips curled into a smile, dazzlingly beautiful.

He photographed it by accident.

After leaving Xie's house, he kept these two photos.

Unexpectedly, there was still a photo of him and her back then.

After saving the photos posted by the photography blogger in his mobile phone and setting them as the screen background, he admired them with satisfaction for a while, then dialed Ling Shan's number.

After that, the corners of his lips curled up: "Childhood sweetheart? Not bad."

Ling Shan's work efficiency is not just talk.

When Yan Zhixin saw the remarks against her, he was already taking measures. With Mo Junting's order, he directly sent a lawyer's letter to the rumor makers who faked her love history.

Those rumormongers are just addicted to keyboard warriors and earn a few fans who don't know the situation. They have never seen this kind of battle. When they saw the lawyer's letter, they were scared to pee. They quickly clarified that these things had nothing to do with Yan Zhixin. Some people have a unilateral crush.

Afterwards, Diye's official Weibo reposted the photo blogger's long Weibo, commenting: "Childhood sweethearts, we have been together for ten years, we held hands in the past, and today we meet forever."

(End of this chapter)