Kiss 101 times: Surrogate wife marry one get one free

At this time, Zhang Xiaorong smiled mockingly, and looked very proud: "Oh, who dares to catch me, the Heavenly King Lao Tzu has come to give our Zhang family three points."

The housekeeper shook his head helplessly, "Miss, the Zhang family is actually not as stable and strong as you think, covering the sky with one hand, on the contrary, we have too many enemies."

Zhang Xiaorong is not good at business matters, curled her lips impatiently, casually threw the debris on the ground, adjusted her sitting posture, and said: "That's none of my business, grandpa will help me, right?" ?"

"But the master's recent health may not be able to hold on anymore. The Zhang family will depend on the young lady in the future."

"What? Why don't I know about this, what's wrong with grandpa, he won't just go away, then who will help me deal with Quan Ye?" A trace of panic appeared on Zhang Xiaorong's calm face.

The housekeeper sighed, and felt that it was not worth it for Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang loves this granddaughter the most on weekdays. Zhang Xiaorong has lived so smoothly for more than 20 years, and it is all thanks to Mr. Zhang, because Mr. Zhang thinks that Zhang Xiaorong Although he is full of arrogance, but he cares about himself, he was still asking him yesterday why Zhang Xiaorong didn't go to see him.

But what did Zhang Xiaorong do?Ever since Mr. Zhang fell ill, Zhang Xiaorong hadn't even visited him. It seemed that she only knew about Mr. Zhang's physical condition just now. Even the relatives of the nearby clan came to visit Mr. Zhang one after another. Only Zhang Xiaorong was indifferent and focused on They all watched her go to Quan Ye, and even her relatives ignored her. The people in the Pangzong had a very strong opinion on her now, and only Zhang Xiaorong didn't know it yet.

I don't know if Mr. Zhang will suspect that he hurt the wrong person back then?
But the housekeeper didn't speak anymore. Of course, Zhang Xiaorong can't listen now. Her first half of her life was too smooth, and she didn't experience any setbacks. Now her psychology has collapsed after a little blow. After all, it is because of Mr. Zhang Doted on her too much.

"Miss, do you need someone to clean up?" The butler returned to his usual rigidity.

"Call, hurry up, I have to rush to the appointment." Zhang Xiaorong pursed her lips arrogantly.

"Yes."

After the housekeeper left, Zhang Xiaorong evoked a mocking smile, walked into the cloakroom, drew a delicate shape for herself, and became that perfect Miss Zhang family again.

"Quan Ye finally invited me to dinner, maybe he figured it out and wants to marry me." Zhang Xiaorong happily picked out what she thought was the most gorgeous dress, put it on, turned around twice, and sighed: "This is the real princess, what is Zheng Xichen?"

The smile on her face was so exquisite and beautiful, but now it was mixed with a hint of terror.

Zhang Xiaorong has really changed, from a young lady to an evil ghost without a conscience. What is even more frightening is that she is completely unaware of this change, and by the time she realizes it, it will be too late, and it will be difficult for her to realize it. redeem.

She will lose her most precious thing in the past twenty years, and she doesn't even think about it, and she will be in great pain later, and she doesn't know anything about it now, and she is still immersed in her fantasy dream, unable to extricate herself .

On the bustling central street, a house with only five floors stands behind a group of high-rise buildings. It only looks exquisite, but not shabby. This is the place where Quan Ye met Zhang Xiaorong for dinner.

The gorgeous and beautiful floor tiles are richly arranged, very artistic and not obtrusive. There are no landscape oil paintings that ordinary hotels like to use, but very rare portraits are used, and all of them are women, from delicate-faced little girls to twenty-eight girls. Then to the charming young woman and the old woman, the passage of time is full.

Quan Ye was wearing a dark gray suit and a cyan bow tie. He was sitting by the window without any expression on his face. He looked coldly at the high-tech night sky without saying a word. After a while, he He raised his arm to look at the time, and smiled with a smile on his lips.

"It's coming soon."

After finishing her sentence, she saw an extremely gorgeously dressed woman walking from the hall, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her high eyebrows showed her noble family background and upbringing, and that shiny dress that was comparable to a wedding dress was even more outrageously expensive .

However, the woman didn't mind dragging her skirt to the floor, and walked over with a smile: "Quan Ye."

This is Zhang Xiaorong.

Quan Ye lowered his head slightly, but politely stood up and helped her open the chair.

Afterwards, he sat back in his seat, looked at Zhang Xiaorong, and a gleam flashed across his eyes, "Just come."

On the other side, the vicinity of the haunted house was still full of voices, and a thin figure quietly approached in a small corner.

Zheng Xichen clung to the side of the van with a distressed face, holding her breath, not even daring to pant loudly.I saw her tiptoeing to the back of the rear compartment. The bald man next to the car didn't seem to notice her existence, and he was still smoking a cigarette on his own, very comfortable.

"Guoguo——" Zheng Xichen read softly at the entrance of the carriage, and as expected, there were whining sounds again and again. Zheng Xichen was very familiar with the sound of Quanguo, so he couldn't help but thumped in his heart, and stopped. I couldn't help trembling.

She took a deep breath, and opened the carriage lightly with a click. Quan Guo was tightly bound inside, and a black cloth completely covered her agile eyes.

"Um..."

"Guoguo, don't be afraid, Sister Xichen is here, don't be afraid, I'll rescue you right away." Zheng Xichen whispered in his ear, as if unconsciously giving him great courage, Quan Guo's panicky heart gradually calmed down.

Zheng Xichen will save him, he has always believed.The moment he heard Zheng Xichen's voice, his nose was sore and he almost cried.

The black cloth covering his eyes was lifted, Quan Guo blinked twice uncomfortably, bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes were red, as if he was going to cry in a second.

Seeing his appearance, Zheng Xichen felt a sudden pain in her heart. Although she really wanted to take Quan Guo away, she was still under the eyes of those kidnappers, so she still had to be more careful. so as not to be discovered.

Quan Guo nodded slightly, his reddish eyes flickered slightly, as if water was about to overflow.

When Zheng Xichen completely untied the rope on Quan Guo's body, the bald man outside seemed to be still immersed in his own world, humming a little tune to himself, scratching his fingers, and even looked a little hot-eyed .

Zheng Xichen took a sneak peek at the bald head, suppressed the smile in her heart and pulled Quan Guo to leave here quietly, but she didn't know that all of this had been clearly seen by the person sitting in the driver's seat.

The man pondered for a long time, looking at the large and small figures fleeing in a hurry in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

"Brother, are you all right?" The bald man seemed impatient to wait, and asked the driver's seat from time to time.

"Wait a little longer, people will come." The man in the driver's seat kept rubbing his rough hands, looking around as if waiting for prey, as if he had completely forgotten about Zheng Xichen who had already escaped.

Even if he knew that Quan Guo had escaped, He would always punish him, but more important than that was that he had to see that person.

Thinking of this, the man's hands tightened suddenly, and a stern look flashed across his eyes.

After running for about half an hour, under Zheng Xichen's constant vigilance, he found that the bald man didn't seem to realize that he had escaped with Quan Guo, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sister Xichen, are we, are we alright? Who are they? Why did you tie me up? Do you know that Guoguo is so scared..." As if sensing Zheng Xichen's relaxation, Quanguo also Then I couldn't help asking.

When he was really in danger, he realized how frightening it was to leave Zheng Xichen like this. He was even afraid what would happen if Zheng Xichen didn't come?Will he never see her again?Can't see dad either?What's more likely is... that I'll never see the mother I miss so much?
Thinking of this, his little mouth pursed, "Sister Xichen, how do you know I'm here?"

Facing Quanguo's seemingly endless questions, Zheng Xichen smiled helplessly, and patiently answered him one by one: "By the way, Guoguo, how did they get you here? ? Aren't you going to the bathroom?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Quan Guo couldn't control the fear in his heart for a while, threw himself into Zheng Xichen's arms and began to cry loudly: "Woooo——Sister Xichen, you don't know, it's really scary!"

"I was going to the toilet, and suddenly two people ran out of the toilet cubicle, and before I could see their faces clearly...they were covered by a mass of black..."

The more Quan Guo said, the lower his voice became, and he glanced at Zheng Xichen's face without confidence, as if he was afraid of being blamed by Zheng Xichen.

Zheng Xichen just frowned, feeling a wave of surprise in her heart.

It was she and Quan Guo who decided to come to this haunted house, and there were only a few people who knew about it, so those two seemed to have known that they would come to the haunted house. Go in with the right fruit, sheep enter the tiger's mouth.

The more she thought about it, the more flustered Zheng Xichen became, and before she had time to think it through, a cry suddenly came from a distance, pulling her wandering thoughts back.

"Hey—isn't that Zheng Xichen?"

Looking back, a chubby figure with a touch of dark green rushed straight towards Zheng Xichen aggressively from a group of people, like a cow that went mad.

Zheng Xichen frowned slightly, she never expected to meet the person she never wanted to meet again in this place.

As if feeling the coldness of Zheng Xichen's fingertips, Quan Guo was so obedient and sensible that he helped her cover her fingers, and silently hid behind her.