There is a Breeze When He Laughs

   Chapter 870 You Are Not Honest

   "Yes, Xiaoxiao, you and your brother can go, too. It must be broadcast live."

  Tan Xiaoxiao patted her chest, "Don't worry, I will start a live broadcast directly."

  Wen pleasant smile can't reach the bottom of his eyes, you are waiting for this sentence.

  Leaving Tan Xiaoxiao’s house, Wen Yiren decisively took a taxi to Shengu Alley.

  The sky has gradually darkened, and the night in Shenguxiang is extremely literary and artistic, and the lights in each shop are particularly beautiful.

  Through the glass showcase, Xuxu's figure can be vaguely seen.

  She is cleaning with a feather duster.

   "Yeah, what wind brought our beauty?"

  Wen pleasantly snorted, "Shaoyinyang is talking weirdly, Xuxu, are you hiding something from me?"

  Xuxu dodged her eyes slightly, coughed and turned back to the table to pour a cup of tea, "The tea I made today tastes good, come and taste it?"

  Xuxu is a guilty conscience.

  Wen pleasantly grinned suddenly, but that smile inexplicably made people feel scalp numb, "Xuxu, you are not honest."

   "Ah... Qiulin came to me to buy something tonight."

  Brows raised lightly, "What did you buy?"

  "A necklace is the one given to her by Lu Shixiu in the previous life."

"Then?"

   "She should have remembered about her last life."

  It’s no wonder that I suddenly asked her to meet, it’s no wonder that I saw Qiulin Night again this time, and I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

   "It's good to remember."

  It is convenient for her to abuse scum.

  In the last life, I was Wen Yiren, a human being without the power of a chicken, but now, she is the messenger of the Forgotten River, the ghost of the underworld.

Seeing Wen Yiren's dark smile, Xuxu couldn't help but shiver.

   "What are you going to do?"

   "Perhaps you should ask what Lu Shixiu intends to do."

  Qiu Lin and Lu Shixiu's wedding night was extremely sensational, and many reporters from other countries made a special trip to interview.

  Wen Yiren deliberately chose a skirt that was not very eye-catching and appeared on the scene with very light makeup.

  The wedding was held in a beautiful manor. At this time, many people from the upper class had come.

   "Hey, Wen Yiren, do you know what is going on?"

  Wen is pleasant, with his hands around his chest, and he speaks proudly, "Goodbye, call the boss."

  Mu Chengsen rolled his eyes, "Your husband is going to run away with others. Are you still in the mood to care about how I call you here?"

   "It's not your husband who is going to run away with someone else, what are you in a hurry?"

  Mu Chengsen looked at Wen Yiren with a look of hatred, "That's my cousin!"

"Oh."

  With more than forty minutes before the wedding officially began, Wen Yiren found a position with a good angle to sit down.

"Wen Yiren, you are so calm, are you divorced with my cousin? Look at you, let you leave your cousin, you don’t listen, now it’s alright, alas, only I treat you. It's true love."

Wen Yiren glanced at him disgustingly.

  "Why not, I will find a few ghosts to scare them and make this marriage impossible?"

  Since Mu Chengsen accepted that he was going to deal with ghosts, he seemed to have become particularly awkward.

  Wen Yiren smiled, "You are talking, I will let you live in the eighteenth **** for a few days."

   Mu Chengsen was shocked instantly.

  It’s just that he still can’t help...

   "Let me just say the last sentence. If you are so terribly afraid of what Qiulin will do in the evening, you should kick her to the Pacific Ocean."

   Is she such a violent person?

  This Mu Chengsen is so cruel every day.

  (End of this chapter)