Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Listening to Meng Xintong's words, Yun Bixue couldn't hold her mobile phone. He had done so much for himself where she didn't know.

"I don't know this..." Yun Bixue blamed herself a little at this time, too careless, and didn't realize what he did for himself.

"My family Pingyu has never praised and admired a person like this. He really praised him and said that Xie Shao is the best husband in the world. He is ashamed."

The phone just spoke a few words, but Yun Bixue's heart was no longer calm. That day, she wanted to hear the love that Xie Li said in her mouth. In fact, she thought about it carefully. Isn't she love to him?

The longer she gets along, the more he knows how good he is, and he does too much for himself. If so, if she hasn't fallen in love, then she really has a problem.

She touched her heart, she could really hear the sound of her heartbeat, she suddenly wanted to go home from get off work as soon as possible, and wait for him to return home, so as to say love to him aloud.

But she was also entangled, not knowing how to speak up, and when it was her turn to say love, she would feel very embarrassed.

Yun Bixue closed the door of the office and practiced there herself, "Husband, I love you..."

"Husband, Sansheng was fortunate to meet you. You are so nice, I cannot help but love you!"

"Li Mo, do you love me? I love you..."

...

Either way, Yun Bixue felt imperfect, and finally fell flat on the table.

When Yun Bixue was thinking about it, the ringtone of the mobile phone rang, and she was shocked. Her instinctive expectation came from Xie Limo, but it was a strange number.

When she picked it up, the other party began to speak, "Yun Bixue, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"who are you?"

"Oh, the old friend doesn't know anymore? I'm the Chu Feier you've been looking for. Why am I calling you, but you don't know who I am?" A ridiculous voice from the mobile phone remained unchanged.

Yun Bixue's face was instantly white, and her blood color was almost gone. Rao was no longer prepared for her. She never thought that there would be such a phone call, which made people feel cold, such a person who disappeared from the fire It was terrifying to call people suddenly. After a while, Yun Bixue found his voice. "Chu Feier, you really are alive. Since you were alive, why did the fire disappear? An Yexuan has been looking for you." She tried to keep herself calm and could not hear any emotional changes in her voice.

"Yun Bixue, why don't you wonder why I called you? Of course, you can also tell An Yexuan that I'm still alive, and you said he believed you or believed that he saw it, ha ha." Chu Feier's voice still It didn't change, but it brought a hint of arrogance and conceitedness.

Yun Bixue sneered, "Chu Feier, you have no meaning to me. A person who has disappeared, I don't want to know why you called me. I'm still busy. Hang up first." She is no longer The college student who was so silly once had already passed that stage, and she would not be soft-hearted. Even if Chu Feier appeared in front of her, she had a way to deal with her, and the soldiers would cover up the water.

"Don’t worry, you all say you are happy now, do you know one thing? Xie Shao has a private photo in his hand, woman, you can think about it, but I kindly tell you, let you... "

Before Chu Feier finished, Yun Bixue directly interrupted her and said, "Chu Feier, you are in vain, do you think I am the same Yun Bixue before? You are too young to look at me, Chu Feier, Don’t think that no one knows your own thoughts, Skynet is sparse and leak-free, and one day you will be exposed. I’m still busy, I don’t have time to listen to your nonsense! The deceased Yun family ordered that they must find the location of the caller according to the number and signal direction, and they must find it and act with the fastest action.

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