Hidden marriage and cute wife come to the official announcement

Chapter 721 As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized that these words were almost ironic to him.

Hey, what if...

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Zitong couldn't help asking: "Today, you told Zhong Shaoqing that Xin Ying's child might be his. Is this true?"

Hearing this, You Haoze's smile stopped, and the hands around her waist suddenly loosened.

The good atmosphere suddenly cooled down for no reason.

It's not that she couldn't detect his inner struggle, but she still didn't give up: "Hao Ze?"

He sighed: "cough, you suddenly asked me this question, I don't know how to answer."

She lowered her eyes to hide her complicated gaze: "Then let me put it another way, is the child yours? You just need to answer, yes or no?"

"I don't know what's in Xin Ying's womb, but the child in your womb must be mine."

He spoke ambiguously, and his expression was extremely euphemistic, and he didn't cut off that glimmer of hope cruelly.

However, she still found it difficult to accept such an answer.

It was like experiencing an empty joy.

Sure enough, she is a bit self-abuse, and likes to make things difficult for herself.

The fact that Xin Ying was pregnant with his child was like a thorn that pierced deeply into her heart, causing her pain from time to time.

Perhaps, only when she herself becomes pregnant can she remove this thorn from her heart.

Lin Zitong was speechless, so he could only change the subject and ask, "What's the matter between you and Zhong Shaoqing? I asked him several times, but he refused to tell. Let me ask you."

Opening his mouth and shutting his mouth to mention Zhong Shaoqing, You Haoze suddenly felt a little irritable.

Originally, she was partial to Zhong Shaoqing, and was often bewitched and instigated by Zhong Shaoqing, and she quarreled with him.

Now, she recognizes Zhong Shaoqing as her old acquaintance, and she will definitely favor Zhong Shaoqing even more in the future.

An inexplicable sense of crisis came over him, he was afraid that one day she would fall out with him because of Zhong Shaoqing.

A kind of uneasiness and panic filled his heart, making him feel extremely depressed and angry.

He finally felt what it was like to shoot a rock at his own foot.

It was supposed to let Zhong Shaoqing suffer a lot, ruin his reputation and get out of the entertainment circle, but he didn't expect that a mistake made him happy, and made the two of them recognize each other.

This Zhong Shaoqing must have stepped on shit luck.

The room was silent for a while.

The man suddenly laughed, and there was a sense of irony in his laughter. "Ask him first, then ask me, where do you put me?"

The tone was light, but Lin Zitong felt that he was a little angry.

His face changed so fast.

When Xin Ying was mentioned, he looked guilty and helpless, and when Zhong Shaoqing was mentioned, he immediately changed his posture and suddenly became domineering.

However, she has long been no stranger to him who is so fickle.

Comparing his heart to his heart, if she were him, he would definitely not like his wife getting close to her love rival.

Let her choose between Zhong Shaoqing and him, no matter how stupid she is, she knows to help her husband, not to mention she loves him so much.

She comforted her softly: "Of course I put you on the top of my heart."

In a word, You Haoze's jealousy was extinguished a lot, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared.

However, he got the advantage and acted like a good boy: "Since you care about me, then draw a clear line with Zhong Shaoqing."

She tried to turn the topic back: "Before I draw a line with him, I want to resolve the grievances between you."

You Haoze was irritated by her attitude again, he sneered: "If you want to intercede for Zhong Shaoqing, I advise you to give up."

She pursed her lips and explained: "Hao Ze, when people are cornered, they will fight back recklessly."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized that these words were almost ironic to him.

(End of this chapter)