Chapter 123

In the afternoon, Ji Qianchen lies in front of the computer to watch the news.

Mubei's face appeared in front of the camera, which really scared her.

In the morning, she cursed him for staying in bed for his whole life, and now she had a press conference and TV.

Facing the questions from many cameras and reporters, Mubei smiled at the camera calmly: "thank you for your concern for me during this period. Apart from sleeping more and more, I've gained a little weight, and everything else is very good. Today's press conference is to meet my fans, all the audience in front of the TV and friends of my peers Sheng, my personal studio will be opened in Yuncheng soon. I plan to name it Qianbei... "

Poof --

Ji Qianchen, who was drinking water, couldn't help spraying water on a computer screen.

Qianbei, this shameless bastard, wants to kill her.

When the media reporter with the interview microphone heard the name, he asked: "mushou, your name is really special. Does it mean that you should be humble in your life and work?"

After hearing this, Mubei smiled and shook his head. His blue eyes, as deep as the sea, blinked at the camera: "in fact, the name implies profound meaning. I think someone will know my good intentions."

"Wow, Mu Shao, this is to remind us. Is this for someone special? Is it the wife of Lingxiao international lingzong who was rumoured before

Ji Qianchen is holding the mouse and gnashing his teeth in front of the computer.

If she can reach into the computer screen, she must strangle Mubei.

I don't think her housework is complicated enough, and I don't think there are enough conflicts between her and Ling Xiaohan?

Mubei smiled mysteriously in front of all the reporters, biting his thin lips lightly, revealing a sly glimmer of light: "I can't disclose this. Well, today's conference is here. Thank you for supporting me and never giving up my fans. "

Mom sells lots.

Too much.

I really want to rip his mouth.

Ji Qianchen turned off the computer.

Stare at the cell phone on the table.

She has a premonition. Within a few minutes, her cell phone will ring, and it's from lingxiaohan who is furious.

"Honey, honey, mamada."

Sure enough What should come or should come.

Ji Qianchen shakes his chilly body, picks up his mobile phone, and slides to answer, "honey, aren't you busy at the moment? Think of calling me? "

"The news?"

Ling Xiao cuts into the main topic cold and cold.

There is no chance for Ji Qianchen to escape.

"What news? I didn't see it? " Ji Qianchen propped up on the table, touched his nose, and there was a thin sweat on his forehead.

"Turn on the computer and I'll send you a link." Ling Xiaohan is determined to confront her with the news conference of Mubei. His thin lips are slightly narrowed, he says.

Ji Qianchen, with his pink lips on his crossbow, sighed: "well, I saw it. I told you, it's really none of my business. I don't like that madman. He's just a psychopath without medicine."

"What do you want me to do with him?"

Ling Xiaohan leaned on the office chair, his whole body was full of the cold air of the dead, and his white and slender fingers gently knocked on the table.

"Do it yourself."

Ji Qianchen shrugs. She can't say more about this kind of thing.

One more sentence, one more layer of trouble. It's still a mess.

"Then kill him?" Ling Xiao frowned coldly and asked.

Ji Qianchen listens, the sweat on the body explodes: "not very good."

Seeing today's lingxiaohan, his influence and his courage tell her a fact that he wants to crush a person, which is easier than killing an ant.

"Heartache?" The cold voice raised a tone.

"How can it be? I mean we should be kind and compassionate. It's a shame to kill. "

"When did you convert to Buddhism?"

"Just now."

Lingxiao's cold mouth at the other end of the phone opened a faint arc.

Mingming was affected by the news.

But as long as I have a phone call with her, I can always be relieved by all the annoyances she teases.

Ji Qianchen is the best cure for his life.

After a long silence.

"Qianchen!"

"Well?" Ji Qianchen returns in a fog.

"Some things are hidden from you, just don't want to hurt you, don't think about it."

A sudden explanation, Ji Qianchen surprised.

Is this his answer to what happened four years ago?

An answer with few answers.

"Well, I see." Ji Qianchen nodded and accepted his answer happily.Four years ago, she didn't know that he liked her. Four years later, she could definitely feel that he loved her as well. Only four years ago, the chief executive of this ruckus didn't have time to show his heart to her.

Another silence.

There are always endless topics and fun between husband and wife in other families.

How are they!

Silence is gold!

"That..." Ji Qianchen decided to initiate the topic.

"Well?" Ling Xiao replied with a faint cold.

A low, slightly magnetic voice struck her heart.

"I want to see the star sea."

After a long deliberation, Ji Qianchen still put forward her idea.

That's where she talked all day in his ear four years ago.

"Lingnan, take me to see the star sea."

"I heard that it's the most beautiful place in the whole Cloud City."

"People who go there are not lovers who will become lovers. Those who become lovers will never leave There is the most beautiful night sky, the most beautiful shout. When the stars meet, they are sparkling and dazzling... "

Ling Xiaohan recalled the star sea that the little girl chattered in his ear, the star sea that he wanted to go in his dream.

Whenever I think of her whispering in his ear several hundred times a day, the corner of his mouth is always raised unconsciously.

"OK, I'll pick you up after work." Ling Xiao replied with cold determination.

"Good."

With full expectations, Ji Qianchen hung up the phone.

Star sea.

The place she most wants to go with Ling Xiaohan.

That's going to happen tonight.

It's so exciting.

Ji Qianchen is in the office, holding his cell phone and wandering around.

Looking forward to what wonderful things will happen there

Before long, the mobile phone in her hand suddenly rang, which scared her.

Take it up. It's Cheng Cheng.

"No good gas picked up:" hello. You scared me to death? "

"Well, calling you in the daytime can still scare you. Are you having any office play with your husband?"

Cheng Cheng Cheng's frivolous voice came from the other end of the phone.

Ji Qianchen listens to a cell phone to shoot on the ground, clap that wench directly flat.

Play in the office, thanks to her thinking.

"Not as dirty as you think, what are you looking for me for?"