Listening to the shouts of Emmatha being dragged out by the guards, Ouyang Ji impatiently closed the door and lay on Simiao's bed* again, frowning his thick eyebrows and staring at the ceiling with his dark eyes, "Stupid woman, what the hell are you doing?
Where is it?" He took out his mobile phone and lowered his eyelids to look at the photo album he and Simiao took when they were bored in the company. His big hand gently held her pretty face, and a stream of crystal-clear and cold liquid fell from the corner of his eye. Stupid
Woman, I miss you so much, I really miss you so much. Now, even if you let me hear your voice, I regret it to death, but I can’t change anything. Please, come back! Without you and my little one
My European house has become cold again. Without you and the little guy, my European house makes me even more lonely. Without you and the little guy, my European house is no longer a home, it is just a residence.
"You have a phone call--" Ouyang Ji looked displeased at the caller ID that had been replaced with Simiao's photo. "David" answered the call and said in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Ou, Mr. Tai Junxi, the president of the 'Top' Group, will hold a wedding at Notre Dame de Paris the day after tomorrow." David was just halfway through his words when Ouyang Ji interrupted, "Turn down all the meetings the day after tomorrow and prepare to go to Paris." Tai Junxi
Han Xue and Stupid Woman are good friends. If Stupid Woman knows the news, she will definitely attend! ...
Greece. Before Simiao woke up, he was woken up by Tongtong. He slowly opened his relaxed beautiful eyes and asked, "Tongtong, today is Saturday. Mommy doesn't go to work, and neither do you."
Go to school, why are you calling mommy so early?"
"Mommy, because you received a wanted order." Tongtong expressed helplessness and spread his hands, then took Simiao's slender hand to the laptop connected to the Internet, "Look."
"What?" Simiao looked at the notebook in confusion. The screen displayed a very beautiful webpage, and on the left side of the webpage were very beautiful wedding photos of the bride and groom. She murmured, "Why does it look so familiar?"
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A group of crows flew over Tongtong's head. The genius boy discovered that as he grew up and became smarter, his mother became more and more confused. She clearly read the words written on the web page, "Tai Junxi, CEO of Tongtong International Group, and
Cinderella Han Xue got married on June 18. ps: Zhen Simiao, I don’t care where you are hiding, if you don’t come to my wedding with Brother Junxi, we will break up our relationship!”.
The snow was so violent! Simiao couldn't help but swallow her saliva. After the divorce, she just wanted to be alone and quiet. She sent a text message to tell Xue that she and Tongtong were living in a beautiful country as a way to relax.
Then she changed her mobile phone number and stopped contacting anyone, so Simiao never knew that Han Xue was searching for her in the vast sea of the Internet when the date of her self-marriage was set half a month ago.
Breaking off! Oh my god, this girl is a little dizzy after getting married. She is definitely capable of doing this kind of thing. "Tongtong, what day is today?" There is no way. The genius child who has grown up by one year has given her a little dependence.
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"June 17th," Tongtong said accurately with his sharp eyes looking at the date displayed at the bottom of the computer. He looked up at Simiao and asked interestingly, "Mommy, are you going to attend Aunt Xue's wedding?"
, or are you going to attend Uncle Xi’s wedding? If so, I will book a flight ticket online.”
"Smelly Tongtong, you're playing tricks on Mommy again," Simiao pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Ding dong—ding dong—" Listening to the sound of the doorbell ringing, she had already guessed who it was this early in the morning.
He quickly returned to the room, changed out of his pajamas, put on a white T-shirt and light blue jeans, and opened the door. The moment he opened the door, he guessed who was coming, "Feng, why are you so early again? Breakfast