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Chapter 1847

Wu Fei didn't dare to sit down, so he took out his cell phone and played the recording to Ling Jiuze.

In the quiet room, Chen Ming's voice soon sounded.

"Let me hold it for a while!"

"So long time no see, don't you miss me?"

"I miss you so much that you lose weight!"

"I won't leave after coming back this time!"

"My dad means that as long as I find a serious girlfriend, he will agree to let me come back!"

"This is not simple, I will take you to see him later!"

They are all Chen Ming's voice, with ambiguity in excitement, frivolous and serious, and the ending sound is lingering. Even if you only listen to the sound, you can tell that he loves that girl very deeply.

Ling Jiuze half lowered his eyes, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, his whole body was cold and even a sense of murderousness.

Wu Fei looked at the man's face and said carefully, "Later, Chen Ming hit me again. After I fainted, I don't know what happened between them, but I saw that Chen Ming kept holding that girl."

After he finished speaking, the man's breath sank a little more. He stood up and stared at him with his sinister phoenix eyes. Without saying a word, he kicked Wu Fei in the chest.

Wu Fei flew backwards and lay heavily on the ground with a "bang".

His chest was painful, his ribs seemed to be broken, and his teeth were knocked off. Blood flowed out along the corners of his lips, twisting on the ground in pain.

Ling Jiuze took off his windbreaker outside and only wore a black shirt. He was handsome and cold. When he approached, he felt oppressive and Wu Fei couldn't help but retreat.

He retreated to the wall and sat up against the wall, with fear and confusion, "Mr. Ling, you,"

Ling Jiuze looked at him condescendingly and spoke coldly, "Why are you there when they talk?"

Wu Fei was stunned for a moment.

Ling Jiuze's thin lips lightly opened, "Stand up and talk!"

Wu Fei stood up against the wall Zhan Zhan, frightened and wet his crotch.

Ling Jiuze frowned in disgust, "I'll ask you, they are talking on the third floor, why are you there? Don't tell me it's a coincidence, so, did you go up with the girl or Chen Ming?"

"I, I," Wu Fei's face turned pale. He didn't dare to say that he followed Su Xi up after he was beaten to death.

He was kicked by Chen Ming, holding a grudge. He heard Ling Jiuze's name in the conversation between the two. He guessed that Su Xi and Ling Jiuze had a good relationship. He thought of coming over to provoke him and killing people with a knife, asking Ling Jiuze to deal with Chen Ming and let him breathe for him.

Unexpectedly, Ling Jiuze was meticulous and keen. After a change of the subject, he actually turned to him.

Wu Fei felt pain in his chest and his legs were trembling. If he hadn't leaned against the wall, he would have collapsed on the ground.

"Let me guess!" The man narrowed his black eyes dangerously, "You are interested in Chen Ming, coveting his beauty, and following him secretly, right?"

Wu Fei was stunned and nodded, "Yes, yes!"

His instinctive desire to survive made him understand that at this moment, admitting that he likes men is much safer than admitting that he covets Su Xi.

Ling Jiuze spoke, "Then I will give you a chance. When the ceremony is over, you go to Chen Ming to confess in public and let him know what you like!"

Wu Fei looked at Ling Jiuze with a dull look on his face, feeling a little confused.


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