Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 822 (Extra) Same Birthday

It was the hottest time of summer, and it was estimated that after this period of time, it would be autumn. Before she knew it, she and Murong Yao had been married for almost three months.

Zhou Ling is going to work after her birthday. The bureau always asks her for something, and she refuses in every possible way. A vacation is a vacation. People should play when they should play, and work hard when they should work. This is a responsibility. It is also responsible.

It's like, she is already married, no matter how carefree and unpredictable she used to be, after marriage, she still has to keep herself safe and take on the responsibilities and responsibilities of a wife.

But Murong Yao...

Zhou Ling shook his head fiercely, how could she think of him in everything now?
Before she knew it, everything around her had his shadow and aura. Zhou Ling knew very well that the dependence and longing that gradually surged up in her heart were born of love.

Yes, she loves Murong Yao.

From the day Wei Xun appeared near her home, she saw her heart clearly.
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In the afternoon, Zhou Ling was sitting in the study while drinking coffee while watching the news. Suddenly, a frame popped out from the lower right corner.

——The most luxurious and magnificent nightclub in H City celebrates its anniversary a week later, and the mysterious female boss makes her debut...

This is the news headline as far as the eye can see.

Zhou Ling clicked inadvertently. After the page opened, she slid the mouse. When she saw the woman in the photo, she was stunned for a moment.

The person on the photo is obviously Wei Xun.

She is dressed in a professional OL outfit, half of her long hair is placed in front of her chest, and the other half is tucked behind her ears. Her long hair is already sweet, but after putting on makeup, she looks charming, especially in such colorful occasions as nightclubs. Wei Xun's demeanor immediately changed, with a kind of beauty that all men like and cannot resist.

Zhou Ling just glanced at it and closed the page, but from the corner of his eye, he caught the words in the last paragraph of the news.

According to reports, the same day as the anniversary is the birthday of the female boss...

Zhou Ling's eyes tightened, and she searched the website again but couldn't find it. She picked up the landline on the table and called back to the office.

"Look it up for me, Wei Xun, the owner of the largest nightclub in the center of City H, was born on his birthday. Her father's name is Wei Shoucheng, and he has passed away."

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Ling sat there frowning, same birthday?

Could it be such a coincidence?

After waiting for a while, the landline rang.

"Wei Xun was born in 95, and his birthday is the tenth day of the eighth month, which is a week later."

After the man finished speaking succinctly, Zhou Ling hung up the phone with a snap, her fingers tightly holding the phone, her eyes were silent.
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In the evening, the sky gradually darkened, and Murong Yao dragged his exhausted body back home.

As soon as he entered, a pair of clean slippers were thrown in front of him.

After throwing away his slippers, Zhou Ling walked towards the kitchen, "Eat first and then take a bath, otherwise you won't want to move after taking a bath."

Looking at such a warm scene in front of him, when he returned home, he was greeted by someone and cooked, which made him gradually relive the feeling of being home. It seemed that this feeling had been absent for a long time, and it was so far away that he almost couldn't remember what it was like to be home. .

Zhou Ling brought all the food to the table and served him a bowl of rice. After both of them sat down, Murong Yao picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

"Your mother called me today and asked when you will go back."

Murongyao was not surprised that Ru Moran would talk to Zhou Ling about this, after all, although Ru Moran didn't say it, he could tell that Ru Moran liked Zhou Ling.

"It will take a while, I've been very busy recently."

(End of this chapter)