Chapter 120

Anmu finally has a feeling of being maintained.

Then I look up and look at the teeth of the creator.

But the other side seems very innocent, sitting on the sofa, looking at her, as if unaware of his just a micro blog and a photo, caused what kind of turbulence.

Anmu only felt a breath held in the chest, not to go up and down.

Just then, the phone rings again.

Think of the big devil's warning last night, Anmu heard the mobile phone ring, scared, look down, but it is fengziqian.

Anmu simply left the private room and went outside to answer the phone.

As soon as the phone was answered, Feng Ziqian said eagerly, "Tang Xia, what's the matter with that micro blog?"

The tone of questioning

Yap!

Does she owe them a family or something? Do you speak to yourself in this tone?

Can not bully Feng Xiao, can deal with a Feng Ziqian, she Anmu also need not suppress their own temper.

Anmu sneered: "Mr. Feng, what qualifications are you asking me?"

Feng Ziqian was worried, "don't be angry, Tang Xia. I don't mean anything else. I just like you very much. I want to know if you are with Tang Jing..."

Anmu vent for a while, rational return, think of Yan Feichen said let her into the Kyoto film and Television Institute things, the heart made a decision.

We can't delay the recapture of Anshi.

An Mu's voice, did not soften, "ah, Mr. Feng, how about Mr. Tang Jing and I, is it not your business?"

"It's none of my business! Don Xia, I've been chasing you recently. Can't you feel it? "

Feng Ziqian is a fanatical pursuit of Tang Xia from the bottom of his heart, and he has been paying close attention to her trend. However, Tang Jing's Micro blog has just been sent out for less than 10 minutes, and then he called.

Anmufeng eyes slightly narrowed, lips raised half a smile, lazy like a little fox, "Mr. Feng, who do I Tang Xia? You have a fiancee, so pursue me, I feel not love, but satire. What's more, Mr. Tang Jing confessed to me tonight, and I'm thinking about it. "

"What fiancee? Tang Xia, I have explained it to you. If you give me time, I will definitely divorce her. I'll... "

"I've given you three months." Anmu spoke lightly, and his tone was full of melancholy. "Ziqian, it has been three months since we realized it. Are you going to let me wait for three years or thirty years? I'll give you another week. If things don't work out, I'll promise Mr. Tang Jing's pursuit. "

Finish this sentence, Anmu directly hung up the mobile phone, at the same time, his eyes narrowed.

Feng Ziqian's self willed, she had a deep understanding, as long as he said so, he certainly could not calm down.

Su meihui and Feng Siyue dote on him in every way. In this way, this marriage is a retirement!

It's just the distance after the divorce. How to go?

Anmu didn't go back to the private room. She went back to the hotel directly. She didn't find it. Just after she left, at the corner behind her, Tang Jing suddenly came out. He looked eagerly at Anmu's back and clenched his fist: Anmu, I knew it was you.

The next morning, Anmu cleaned up her things and went back to the rented room outside the school. When she went to school, she was blocked in the intersection. Feng Ziqian looked at her with a black face and said, "Anmu, where have you been? I've contacted your counselors. These days, you haven't had classes! "

PS: today is a day of missing things. Originally, I planned to forget to update some chapters. It's not kind to think about it. So I forget the lucky readers! Lalala ~

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