"Zi Ming."

"Asia, are you up?" Zheng Ziming's voice came from the phone.

"Well." Xia Ling went to the window, drew the curtain and asked, "are you in England?"

"Not yet, I just saw the news on the Internet, so I want to sigh with you. Qiao Yu still has a long love for you. I misunderstood him before. Don't be too hard on him. Just teach him a lesson."

Zheng Ziming's attitude towards Qiao Yu, she always knew that even if she didn't say anything about them now, it was mostly because she liked Qiao Yu and he respected him, but now he suddenly said this, it must not be casual.

"Why do I think there's something in it? Is something wrong?" Asked Xia Ling.

"Still pretending to me, you're not embarrassed to admit it, Asia. I didn't expect you to be stupid, ha ha..." On the other side of the phone, Zheng Ziming's voice of ridicule was not polite at all.

Listening to the magic laughter, Xia Ling felt that her scalp was numb. She pinched her temple and said, "speak well. What do you mean?"

Maybe Xia Ling's tone was too serious. Zheng Ziming responded that they didn't talk about one point at all and asked, "does Qiao Yu have a microblog called 'Lemon under the bridge'

"Yes." Xia Ning said without thinking.

"Do you often use this number to tweet and show love?"

"Who's showing love!" Xia Ling retorts directly, but soon she realizes a question, "how do you know?"

Then Zheng Ziming on the other side of the phone was silent. For a long time, he said, "it seems that Mr. Qiao of your family has concealed you deeply enough. You promise me that when you know, don't be angry. Don't do things like punishing him to sleep in the guest room for a month."

Xia Ning's scalp felt numb. "What's the matter?"

"Did you post a microblog yesterday?" Zheng asked.

"Yes." Xia Ning said without thinking.

"Do you remember which number you sent it to?"

Xia Ning, "of course..." Her mind is turning rapidly, originally want to answer is own number, but instantly thought of a thing.

"You mean, I used Qiao Yu's number?"

"Yes, I'm glad you lost your horse. Mr. Qiao's microblog number is well known. It's said that the number of microblog fans has exceeded 5 million and is moving towards 10 million. I think your family has replied to the fans under the microblog. I thought you knew, but I didn't expect... "

"I think I need to digest it." Xia Ling just hung up and started her microblog. When she saw the account name, it turned out to be "lemon under the bridge". She felt that she was stupid. If Zheng Ziming didn't say it, she would never know.

The most important thing is, Qiao Yu knows clearly, unexpectedly still keep a secret from her, she is to want to see what content he sent.

About ten minutes later, Xia Ling found the main information. She killed Qiao Yu. Netizens are making fun of her and the microblogs she used to show her love. But this is not important.

The important thing is, what kind of micro blog Qiao Yu sent and what kind of things he replied to.

No wonder this morning he had to be male and female!

Gai ming'er said some other postures. Does he want to try it on her, and this kind of private thing should be discussed with others?! She's losing her face!

Zheng Ziming also said that he should not be allowed to sleep in his study for a month. She felt that one month was not enough. She had to sleep for at least one year!

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