Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 811 (Extra) Mr. Zhou

Time is always short, and no matter how beautiful the moment is, it will slowly disappear with the passage of time.

"Finish?" Zhou Ling glanced at most of the things left on the table.

Murong Yao wiped his mouth, "Well, let's go."

She got up slowly, with slow movements and slow steps, looking very lazy.

During the meal, the sky outside darkened silently, and a trace of coolness penetrated into his neck, Zhou Ling couldn't help shrinking his neck.

She shook her head secretly and laughed, since she was discharged from the army, she really became more and more hypocritical.

After getting into the car, she was relieved by the warm temperature inside the car.

"Should I go home directly or where?" Murong Yao put on his seat belt and started the engine.

Zhou Ling leaned on the cushion, her beautiful eyes fell on the street view outside the window, "Anywhere will do."
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As soon as the two entered the door, Zhou Ling's phone rang. She took out the phone from her bag, looked at the caller ID, with a look of impatience on her brows, and she didn't make a sound after answering.

"Ling'er, when are you coming back?" Opposite was Mr. Zhou, and Zhou Ling thought it was her mother.

Zhou Ling hurriedly said, "Why is it you, grandpa? I thought it was my mother."

"Grandpa, what can I do? I miss you. The girl doesn't stay home all day when she grows up. If grandpa doesn't call you, you don't know how to report grandpa's safety." The tone of old man Zhou seemed to be very aggrieved.

Zhou Ling felt guilty for a while, "Grandpa, I've been...very busy recently, let's go back in a few days, and I'll go back to see you in a few days, okay?"

"Just you come back by yourself?" Mr. Zhou's voice suddenly changed to treacherous.

Zhou Ling was taken aback, "Then who else is there?"

When Murong Yao passed by her, Zhou Ling suddenly remembered like a dream...she seemed to be married.

"Aren't you bringing your husband back?" Mr. Zhou stopped shouting, very excited, "It's fine for you to get married secretly, but now you don't even bring her back to show us, this is your marriage!" What kind of marriage? There is no wedding, and our Zhou family is so poor?"

Zhou Ling couldn't hide her embarrassment, she coughed, "Well... don't worry about this matter, we are all busy, let's talk about it later, Grandpa."

"Always perfunctory me! When I'm gone, I'll see who you perfunctory!" Mr. Zhou was in a hurry, and immediately hung up the phone.

Zhou Ling looked at the hung up phone, and his eyes slowly fell to the man on the sofa watching TV. He had elegant eyebrows and cold eyes. When he was not talking, he was as lazy as a dozing lion. Noble temperament.

"You got scolded?" Murong Yao heard the conversation between her and her grandfather.

Zhou Ling sat over with his mobile phone, closed his eyes and rested, "Well, my grandpa said I would never go back."

"Yeah." Murong Yao didn't answer any more, and continued to watch TV intently.

At dinner time, Murong Yao was in charge of the cooking, the sky was already dark, and the stars jumped to the sky occasionally, competing to play.

The food was put on the table, and the two moved their chopsticks. Murong Yao just took a mouthful of food when the phone rang.

Zhou Ling glanced subconsciously, and the corner of his mouth curled into an indifferent smile.

It's Wei Xun calling!

"I'll pick it up another day." Murong Yao's tone was also indifferent, he glanced at the sky and politely refused.

But I don't know what Wei Xun said, Murong Yao frowned, glanced at Zhou Ling and responded lightly, then hung up the phone.

Before Murong Yao could say anything, Zhou Ling spoke first, his indifference seemed to be frozen, and no one could break it.

"Bring your own keys."

(End of this chapter)