After the Marriage Cancellation, She Becomes a True Ancestor

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The next day, Sunday.

All morning, Su also lay down on the desk in his room, changing the dozens of paintings sent by Mr. Ye.

The more I change, the more I feel that I am at a loss.

Su Xing was lying on the bed behind her, with her chin propped on her hands, her calves raised, wearing earphones, and looking at her phone with great interest.

He usually talks a lot, but today he was much quieter.

Su Ye finally finished changing the last painting, rubbed his temples, and without looking back, asked Su Xing directly: "What are you looking at? So fascinated?"

After the performance last night, Su Ye went back to the house and passed by Su Xing's room, and saw that the light in his room was still on.

The little guy didn't sleep at all, presumably he was also looking at his phone.

At this moment, Su Xing was even wearing earphones, so fascinated that he didn't hear the old lady's question at all.

Su also turned around and glanced at the screen of his phone.

It turns out that I was listening to novels. Although Su Xing can read characters early, it is still difficult to read novels, so he always wears headphones to use the listening function.

And this novel, Su is also the most familiar.

"Outlander Lord"

Since he was reading his own book, Su didn't interrupt him, turned around, and opened Ye Lao's WeChat.

Ye Lao was overjoyed when he learned that all his paintings had been edited.

The autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves: It’s really hard work. As a reward, I will give you a painting. What painting do you like? Just open your mouth.

Su also thought for a moment, and tapped on the screen a few times.

His ancestor: Then please, draw a book cover for me...

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At 12 noon, in the presidential suite of a five-star business hotel.

The suitcases of the two hadn't had time to open yet.

The man's coat, shirt, and woman's dress were thrown all over the floor, spreading all the way to the big bed in the back room.

The sheets were in a mess.

Si Qing's wheat-colored skin contrasted sharply with the white sheets of the hotel.

He glanced at Wen Ni, who was still sleeping soundly, and kissed her white and tender shoulder.

It looked like she was exhausted.

Si Qing got up, leaned against the head of the bed, and picked up the cigarette and lighter beside him. After a fricative sound, a light blue flame rose up. He bit the cigarette and drew closer, taking a deep breath.

Wen Ni smelled the smoke, and seemed to wake up a little bit. She moved her body, and her body under the quilt seemed to be folded into several sections, excruciatingly sore.

They've been together for a long time, and they know each other very well. For example, she doesn't need to look back at this moment to know what posture Si Qing is smoking and what is going on in her mind.

She pulled up the quilt, her voice was still hoarse: "When are you going to contact Bo Yunli?"

Si Qing lifted his chin slightly, and rolled his eyes: "Finish this cigarette."

Wen Ni didn't know what to think of, and asked curiously, "Does he have a girlfriend?"

Si Qing laughed directly when he heard the words, and he bit his cigarette: "That stinky boy, I knew him best in Kyoto before, he is a cold-blooded animal, how could he have a girlfriend? If he does, I will be like you Plato week."

"Really?" Wen Ni raised her eyebrows slightly, quite interested in this bet.

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After smoking a cigarette, Si Qing found out Bo Yunli's cell phone number from the address book.

He has not contacted this number for many years.

Si Qing stared at the phone screen in a daze, and after a long while, he dialed the phone.

After the phone rang a few times and was picked up, Si Qing instantly returned to his cynical look: "Bo Yunli, you haven't heard my voice for so long, miss me?"

Bo Yunli, who received the call over there, did not have any accidents. From the day he asked Lin Zhan to come back from S state, he knew that he would receive this call.

He didn't even think about it: "Unfortunately, not."

Really cold-blooded.

Si Qing laughed 'heh', as if he had expected that he didn't directly mention the transfer of authority: "I happen to have something to do when I go back to Beijing, so I will make an appointment for dinner tomorrow..."

Pay attention to the official account: the base camp of book friends, pay attention to get cash and coins!

As I was talking, I just felt a heat in my waist.

Wen Ni was reminding him not to forget about the bet.

With an expression of unnecessary effort, Si Qing tentatively asked helplessly: "How about bringing your girlfriend together?"

He guessed that with Bo Yunli's temper, he should reply, "I can't have such time-wasting and troublesome things."

But in the next second, I heard a sentence from the microphone: "Tomorrow Monday, my girlfriend will go to school, and I will ask her the time."