Tang Jian took a breath and thought to himself that Jia Meng was always unlucky and would have to stuff his teeth when drinking water, but why did he give her a red envelope and give her the advantage
Jia Meng, who is lucky enough, is not very happy.
She never dreamed that Tang Jian, who had grown up with her, would now play against her in the game.
Whether it was Tang Jian who wanted to avenge her escaped marriage, or for other reasons, anyway, this Liangzi had been formed, and she had to face it.
Jia Meng quit the game, opened WeChat, and reviewed the last conversation that the person had with her before he blocked her.
He, the thing he remembered most clearly was the story after she became the lord of Unreal City in the Duanyou era.
He also, that period of history had better remind himself.
In addition, history is always similar, and the story can be repeated.
Jia Meng withdrew from WeChat, but he was still meditating on what the person had said.
Before I knew it, I almost went backwards.
Jia Meng secretly vowed that no matter how difficult it was, she would definitely become the lord of the Unreal City.
However, Tang Jian's Jianxin has decided to use money to buy people's hearts.
She eloped with people and ran away from home to talk about her daughter, where is the capital to contend with Tang Jian...
As the fiancé Mare who took her away from home, even if the money was not bad, he would no longer be able to help himself.
Moreover, the two of them still have irreconcilable contradictions, and they are currently in the cold war!
The more Jia Meng thought about it, the more he couldn't think about it.
It's already five.
They live in the same villa, on the same floor, and in the next room.
But it's like a stranger, it sounds nice, like a shared house, but Jia Meng doesn't have to pay the rent!
Marei deliberately staggered time to eat with Jia Meng, and went downstairs at staggered time.
Apart from sometimes hearing the familiar heavy footsteps passing by the door of the room, and allowing Jia Meng to confirm that the fiancé is indeed alive, they have nothing to do with each other!
The more Jia Meng thinks about it, the more he feels intolerable!
She walked straight out of the room, intending to knock on the door of Marley's black-and-white room next door.
Two bodyguards stepped forward, and at the same time two pairs of thick and strong arms, like an indestructible barrier, blocked her.
"Hi Madam. The boss King told me that he didn't see any guests."
Jia Meng sneered, and deliberately asked loudly at the door: "No guest? He meant, I'm just a guest?"
The two bodyguards lowered their heads in embarrassment, but their arms were still firmly in front of Jia Meng, unanimously saying:
"Sorry, ma'am, we didn't mean that."
"Then what do you mean?" Jia Meng opened her fingers, showing the shiny diamond ring between her fingers, in a difficult tone, "You mean, the ring he put on me is not an engagement ring?"
"Madam, of course not." The unspoken bodyguard is naturally no more than Jia Meng.
The dark face was as embarrassed as it was dyed by the setting sun, black and red.
"Since this is an engagement ring, then I am not a guest! I am a family! Family, can't we meet? Can't the wife see her husband?"
Jia Meng yelled as he danced, trying to make the sound as loud as possible to ensure that it can beat the sound insulation effect of the door in front of him and let these words reach Marley's ears. The fastest full text of 噺⒏⑴祌 んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/
"I'm really sorry... Madam." The two bodyguards did their best to obey the boss's will, only apologizing.
at this time.
Marley was in the room, his slender body bending his legs, leaning against the door.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, apparently he had completely heard Jia Meng's roar.
He shook the doorknob again and again, and almost couldn't help but open the door actively and let Jia Meng in.
Being rational enough, he walked back to the window sill if nothing had happened.
He took out his cell phone and dialed the number of assistant Mike.
"Mike, you should be back."
Mike was on vacation on an island in the South Pacific, and suddenly received the boss's order, his voice was trembling with fright, but he still couldn't change his arrogant tone.
"Oh, I'm king, don't you have Sister Jia, why are you still so inseparable from me!"
Marley paused, and the subwoofer issued a command that even felt unreasonable to him:
"You come back, help me accompany her."
"Ah...?" Mike was completely frightened. He just walked back from the beach and quickly put on a bath towel. "You are her fiance. Are you sure you want me to accompany her? Sister Jia's beauty, I may not be able to resist it. Live..."
"We..." Marley stopped talking, frowned, and confessed, "We quarreled."
"Hahaha!" Mike threw the towel he had just put on and threw it directly on the beach. His body was shivering with a shivering smile, "Boss King, you are so funny! Okay, I'll buy a plane ticket now, see you! "
Mike was about to hang up, but Marley stopped him.
"My boss, what else do you have to order?"
"The fantasy mobile game project has a plan for the player leader's gameplay, as well as an operation plan. Send me a copy immediately."
"Good, good." Mike promised, but he couldn't help but wonder, "I can't help but go back and report to you personally. What's the hurry? Really!"
"I want it now."
Marai's tone is cold, there is no room for cherry blossoms
In order not to give Mike a chance to refute, he immediately hung up Linghua.
Jia Meng was at the door with the two bodyguards, and it was to no avail to deal with most of them.
She obviously heard Marley talking in the room, but he just avoided her deliberately!
An angry Jia Meng was about to turn around and return to his room.
That door suddenly opened!
A big hand, like a big hook, clasped Jia Meng's clothes.
The other big hand, like a big mask, covered Jia Meng's nose and mouth.
Within a few seconds, he dragged Jia Meng into the black and white room.
A few minutes ago, Jia Meng, who was still clamoring at the door about coming in, was too scared to breathe at this moment.
She was pushed to a big grey ***.
Gray bed, gray sheets, gray bedding.
Jia Meng really doubts how gloomy the people who sleep on it should be.
She couldn't help feeling a little trembling at the tip of her heart, and said inwardly, "You... what are you doing?"
"I should ask you this."
Marley didn't seem to intend to do anything to Jia Meng, but went straight to the desk and turned on the mac laptop.
"Uh..." Jia Meng felt that all his energy was used to deal with the security guards, and for a moment he forgot what reason he wanted to come to Marley.
Of course she can’t admit that she misses him too much and is unwilling to continue this cold war...
"It's nothing. It's just that the fantasy mobile game is really as you arranged, the online player leader has played, and the other is... I decided to participate in the election!"