Run away from a wealthy family 99 times: President, please divorce!

Chapter 483 Another Storm

The pills were a bit bitter, and the corners of Lan Zhuyu's mouth curled up with helplessness and loss.

Mo Ruling watched her eagerly swallowing the pills, and glanced to the side with an irritable expression.

Just at this moment, the phone rang, and he turned his head to look at the screen. It was an unfamiliar number.

He ignored it, he never answered the phone without a note.

He knew that it must be another call from the woman he had played with at some time, and the purpose of contacting him was naturally clear.

Ever since he met Lan Zhuyu, he hadn't played with women outside.

Even he himself didn't know why, but he suddenly felt disgusted by the bodies of women other than Lan Zhuyu.

Even Hina, he has no interest.

"Aren't you answering the phone?" Seeing that he was unmoved, Lan Zhuyu asked strangely.

"It's not up to you to decide whether I answer the phone or not!" Because of his inexplicable irritability, his tone was not very friendly.

Lan Zhuyu opened his mouth, but still couldn't speak.

She really doesn't have the right to tell him what to do, everything is her own sentimentality!

The ringing finally ended, and the room fell silent for an instant, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

"Didi!" is the sound of information.

Mo Ruling picked up the phone impatiently, opened the text message, and a pair of lazy eyes suddenly brightened.

From the widened eyes, it was obvious that his dark pupils shrank, followed by a slight frown.

Is it her?
Is it really her?
Is she really not dead yet?

Filled with joy and excitement, he quickly got out of bed, got dressed, and left the villa.

Lan Zhuyu was left with a dazed face, silently (licking) (licking) her own wound.

……

Tong Zerui also received a text message. At that time, he was helping Yan Xinyi relocate some furniture in Yan Xinyi's newly bought apartment.

The moment he saw the text message, the phone slipped from his hand.

"What's the matter, still can't hold the phone?" Yan Xinyi smiled teasingly, picked it up for him and handed it to him.

"Xinyi..." He didn't know how to tell Yan Xinyi about this.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Yan Xinyi was still fiddling.

With her back turned to Tong Zerui, she didn't notice the paleness and embarrassment on his face at all.

"It's nothing." Tong Zerui still couldn't say it.

"Come on, idol, help me, it's too heavy!" Yan Xinyi gave him a strange look, but didn't take it seriously.

He thought he was worried about her and Yin Hancheng.

After finally finishing everything, Yan Xinyi clapped her hands, put her hands on her waist, and nodded in satisfaction as she watched her results.

"Thank you so much for today!" If it weren't for Tong Zerui, she wouldn't be able to put all the furniture that was delivered, so she could only hire staff.

"You don't have to be so polite!" Tong Zerui waved his hand.

He forced a smile, thinking about one thing all the time.

"Thank you is a must, but I never thank you verbally, I prefer to thank you with practical actions!" As she spoke, Yan Xinyi held her chin and acted in thought: "Well... at this time, how about I ask How about you go to the bar? Every time I go to the bar, I see that you are not having a good time, and I will guide you today!"

Tong Zerui was taken aback, Yan Xinyi's words were very familiar to him, because Mo Ruling often said similar things.

He couldn't help feeling in his heart that some of the personalities of these two people were somewhat similar, but why was the relationship so rigid.

The key to this is obviously Fang Shishi.

Now, she is resurrected and back.

Will the two hearts that have calmed down set off another violent storm?
"Han Cheng, he will go to Mansion No. [-]." Tong Zerui tried his best to keep calm.

(End of this chapter)