Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

His dark eyes were filled with complex emotions.

Song Qianxi couldn't read or read, but felt uncomfortable being looked at.

She pursed her lips, walked into the apartment building without saying a word, and took the elevator.

When her figure disappeared, Ji Moyang didn't look back for a long time.

Strangely, after seeing Song Qianxi, his gloomy mood eased.

The phone rang suddenly, and a comic recommendation popped up.

Because Song Mianmian is studying comics, he pays attention to many comic apps and often recommends popular comics.

"Master Bidong Wife"

Seeing such a title of Mary Su's book, Ji Moyang was really not interested.

But when he saw the author's name written lightly, his hands reacted faster than his brain and clicked in.

"Is it a coincidence?"

He knew that Song Qianxi also drew cartoons.

The picture of Song Qianxi pops up as soon as the manga enters.

She was sitting by the window and was arranging flowers. She had a straight nose with sharp edges and corners, her thin lips were slightly raised with bean paste-colored lipstick, and her long curly eyelashes looked like a butterfly spreading its wings. She had a beautiful profile.

Wearing a lotus root pink hollowed-out long dress, the background is plain, and the flowers are also full of stars and pink roses, which are pure and elegant, creating an illusion of tranquility in the years, and the restless heart can calm down instantly.

At this moment, there was light in his eyes.

When talking about letters with Song Mianmian before, he had imagined such a picture countless times.

Small and fresh, quiet and elegant, like an elf who has fallen into the world.

Song Qianxi fulfilled all his fantasies.

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Ji Moyang clicked on the manga. At the beginning, the heroine escaped from house arrest for a week and met the heroine...

The familiar style of painting made Ji Moyang's heart throb.

"How...how did this happen?" It was the same as the painting style on the letter! !

——"The Song family maintains contact with the Ji family only because they value cooperation. Song Mianmian thinks you are weak and is too lazy to perfuse you, so she entrusts the task of writing letters to..."

Ji Moyang suddenly remembered what Song Qianxi said at the engagement banquet.

To whom do you entrust the letter task?

A bold guess quietly sprouted in my heart.

He could no longer calm down, stood up, looked at the window on the eighth floor, his eyes were dim.

"It is necessary to ask clearly."

……

Song Qianxi took a quick shower and changed into clean clothes.

She went to the kitchen and made a cup of brown sugar ginger tea.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and she looked over vigilantly, "Who will come at this time?"

Song Qianxi put down the brown sugar ginger tea, tiptoed to the door and looked through the cat's eyes.

Unexpectedly, it was Ji Moyang...

"What is he here for?" Song Qianxi hesitated to open the door, but thinking of the past ten years of friendship, she still opened the door, but blocked the door and no one came in. She asked, "What's the matter?"

Her voice was extremely hoarse like an old woman, Ji Moyang frowned, "What's wrong with your voice?"

"There's something wrong with the vocal cords, what's the matter with you?"

Song Qianxi didn't want to have too much communication with Ji Moyang, so she turned back to the topic.

"At my engagement banquet, what did you want to say to me?"

At the beginning, Ji Moyang trusted Song Mianmian unconditionally, no matter what she said, he didn't believe her and was full of disgust.

Now, he came to ask himself, does it mean that there is a gap between him and Song Mianmian?

Song Qianxi was relieved long ago, and said calmly: "It's not important anymore."

When she closed the door, Ji Moyang suddenly reached out to hold the door, and pushed in, holding her shoulder, feeling a little agitated, "Tell me, what's going on?"