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Chapter 1361

Chapter 1361

Li Zhi looked at the white chrysanthemum for a while and found it boring. Then he found a comfortable position on the sofa and lay down quietly.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Sheng Xin cooked the rice and came out and called her: "Miss, you can eat..."

The woman on the sofa has a slim figure. She doesn't look pregnant at all, but she is very sexy and enchanting.

Yes, he could see it the first time he went to her house. She was indeed very charming and good at flirting, but this was his home.

She actually fell asleep with him and exposed so much?

Sheng Xin walked over quietly and looked at her sleeping lightly on the sofa, feeling an inexplicable irritation in his heart.

Her cell phone was vibrating. He glanced at it and quietly picked it up to answer it for fear of disturbing her rest: "Wait a minute."

Manager Li Zhi was frightened by the sound he heard.

But at night, the whole city was stormy, all because of this pair.

The famous actor Li Zhi stayed in the Internet tycoon's apartment for a whole afternoon. According to people familiar with the matter, the child in Li Zhi's belly is the son of Sheng Xin, the boss of the Sheng family.

In the evening, Li Zhi continued to lie leisurely at Sheng Xin's house, watching TV and eating snacks, but Sheng Xin was like an ant on a hot pot. He called and warned her over and over again: "I must make it clear that I have nothing to do with this woman.

It's just that we were in a middle school when we were young, and we just recognized each other after working together for the past two days."

Li Zhi felt that every word Sheng Xin said was a knife in her heart, but she could bear it and continued to eat.

Sheng Xin had no choice but to see that she could still eat, so he angrily went to the study room and called Zhuo Jian, but he was still on Zhuo Jian's blacklist, so the call came to Fu Yanye's mobile phone.

Fu Yanye was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the woman peeling an apple for him, and handed her the phone: "Looking for you."

"Looking for me? Who?"

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, why didn't you call her when you were looking for her?

Her cell phone isn't busy or anything.

Peel off the last piece of peel and give him the apple before answering the phone.

She didn't see the phone number clearly, but when the person inside spoke, she immediately looked at Fu Yanye.

Fu Yanye was eating an apple in a good mood, watching how she chatted with the person on the phone.

"Help me with my public relations, I beg you."

Sheng Xin was in the study room, talking to her on the phone in a low voice.

Zhuo Jian glanced at Fu Yanye and immediately understood what Fu Yanye was expecting, so she asked him: "I just gave my husband white chrysanthemums in the morning, and such a vicious card, and now you want me to help you publicize the scandal?

What you think is too beautiful, isn’t it?”

"I apologize."

Sheng Xin thought to himself, a real man can bend and stretch.

"Apologise? The apology must be sincere."

Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye and imitated Fu Yanye's tone.

Fu Yanye took another bite of the apple, feeling that his wife had learned a lot from him.

And she called Sheng Xin and called him husband, husband.

These two words were enough to make him happy and proud.

"Then how can you be sincere?"

Anyway, as long as he ends the relationship with that woman and doesn't have to raise a child for another man, he can do whatever he wants.

"When you apologize to my husband, you have to be very sincere."

"Now?"

Sheng Xin was confused. He was not in the hospital either. He couldn't get out now. The outside of the community was surrounded by reporters.

"Yes, right now."

"I can't do that now. There are reporters and aerial cameras outside my door. I don't even dare to open the window, let alone go out."

Sheng Xin felt upset when he said it. All the curtains in the house were closed.

By the way, except for the TV in the living room, there is no light at all.

How special.

Like a street rat.

"You don't have to go out, just be sincere on the phone. My husband is already in a bad mood. You have to make him happy, okay?"

"..."


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