Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

"I don't know." Wen Ruoshui shook her head and asked her in a low voice, "Have you met his wife? Or has he met Huo Ci?"

Nangong Lengyu pressed the hands-free: "Wait a minute, I will ask him for you."

Wen Ruoshui clearly heard the conversation coming from there on the phone.

"Why should I see someone else's wife?" Huo Ci muttered uncomfortably while drinking a bottle of water.

"Have you ever seen it?" Nangong Lengyu felt an evil fire when he saw his attitude.

What exactly does he belong to? Can't you talk to people properly? It was this virtue every time, which made her angry.

"I haven't seen it." After Huo Ci finished speaking, his eyebrows frowned, and obvious doubts flashed under his eyes: "It seems that I have seen it again. I always think I should have seen it, but I can't remember."

Nangong Lengyu swallowed a word on his lips: "You go."

Huo Ci suddenly approached, with an ecstatic smile on his handsome face, and asked her: "You don't want to know?"

"Don't lie to me here." After Nangong Lengyu called him, she regretted it. She didn't need to ask him what the truth could be from his mouth.

"I really should have seen it." Huo Ci was also full of questions, and leaned back on the sofa lazily: "You let me think about it."

He always felt that he should have seen it before, and the familiar feeling spread in his blood, as if it had been engraved in his body.

Speaking of Jun Shiyan's wife, he unexpectedly gave birth to a sense of familiarity and intimacy absurdly. He was obviously someone who didn't have the slightest impression in his mind.

Nangong Lengyu didn't want to talk to her anymore, and turned off the speakerphone and said: "No one has seen it, so why is it so mysterious? Can't you come out to meet people?"

It stands to reason that for a person like Jun Shiyan, it is impossible for Mrs. Jinwu to hide her jealousy, only he appreciates it.

There is no such kind of person in the world, willing to be someone else's canary, without his own social, friends, only a husband, in this case, what is the meaning of living.

"You should have seen it." Huo Ci suddenly said to her without beginning and ending.

Nangong Lengyu didn't listen very much, and glanced at him with a dazed expression: "I haven't seen it, I met Jun Shiyan on the day of the auction."

wrong.

And today, I saw him in the mall once, and that’s only two times. I’m sure I haven’t seen his wife.

Huo Ci felt that he might have had Alzheimer's early. How could he feel so strange and couldn't remember anything?

I feel it in my heart, but I can't find the slightest thing in my memory.

Nangong Lengyu asked, Huo Ci's whole person is not good, not only because of Mrs. Jun, but also because of Jun Shiyan.

He looked very uncomfortable with him. For a person who treated him well for the first time, he had this feeling for the first time.

He always felt that he should know something, and racked his brains to think about it.

However, people like him struggled for a while, and quickly left the matter behind. They couldn't think of anything else, didn't they deliberately add to himself?

After Wen Ruoshui hung up the phone, he went to the bathroom.

Dongfang Chu was going to be lethargic, and asked her lazily, "What are you talking about? For so long, you tell her that if she has time, let's go to the playground with us tomorrow!"

"She said that there is no time. I will take a test tomorrow." Wen Ruoshui entered the bathtub and sat side by side with her.

"I have forgotten that Yu'er is still a high school student." Dongfang Chu laughed out loud: "Let's pray for her and let her retreat smoothly!"

Yu'er is now studying at Harvard, sophomore year, and returned to China. In order to retired from the marriage of Rao Shizi, she had to read her senior year again.

However, with her cleverness and the domestic teaching materials, it was a piece of cake for her. It shouldn't be a problem to get a champion in the Imperial College Entrance Examination.

"Do you think Yu'er's attitude towards Huo Ci has changed a lot?" Wen Ruoshui thought of listening to them quarreling on the phone, always feeling like a flirtatious flirtatiousness.

"Don't you know Rijiu's love?" Dongfang Chu's delicate finger picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip: "If Yu'er and Huo Ci did not divorce, do you think it is possible that the two like each other?"

In addition to his character that needs to be discussed, Huo Ci's own conditions are very superior, and few people in the capital can compare him.

He, Rong Yin, Yan Yuanfei is the same as Jiang Zhe, the Fourth Young Master of Beijing, but the few masters standing at the top of the pyramid of the Chinese wealthy family.

"Yu'er said he changed at least one girlfriend a week." This is what Wen Ruoshui is most afraid of, and thought for a while: "She shouldn't lose her heart to a playboy."

A person like Huo Ci is suitable for being a brother, but not a lover, so I won't talk about his temper. The speed of changing girlfriends is not a thing.

"Anyway, let's take a lot of trouble, visit her often, remind her, let her guard her heart, and must not waver at Huo Ci." Dongfang Chu sighed, and it hurts to think about it.

This is full of calculations. There are still more than three months before the college entrance examination. Who can guarantee that nothing will happen to the lone men and women who stay together every day for such a long time?

"Okay." Wen Ruoshui nodded, a little strange: "Do you think Mr. Jun gives people a familiar and strange feeling? It's like I've seen him before?"

Dongfang Chu shook his head and looked at her with a smile: "What does it feel like? Looking back from a previous life? Seems familiar? You might have passed by in your last life!"

Doesn't it mean that five hundred times of looking back can be exchanged for one pass? If there was an afterlife, she would have liked to have seen him.

"Yu'er also feels the same as me." Wen Ruoshui's face was tangled: "Huo Ci also said that he should know Mrs. Jun's family, how could this be?"

"Don't think about it, you must have all met in your previous life." Wen Ruoshui looked at her frown and comforted her: "Sometimes, I have this feeling. I have done something by myself. If you have seen someone you have seen, it is actually the human subconscious that is causing trouble."

"I hope it." Wen Ruoshui always felt that it was not that simple and that things were a bit complicated, but I couldn't figure it out. There was no memory of other people in his mind.

The next day, the two of them were not in a hurry to play. They woke up naturally, then got up three poles in the morning, washed their makeup, and walked to the playground.

The hotel here is not far from the playground, and it only takes more than ten minutes to walk. The spring breeze is gentle and it is best for walking slowly.

Wen Ruoshui and Dongfang Chu deliberately wore sister costumes, beautiful and temperamental beauties. They turned back 100% on the road, and many people couldn't help looking in their direction.

"Isn't that Mr. Jun's assistant?" Dongfang Chu's eyes were good, and he pointed to a man in front of him.