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Chapter 647 Just say I¡¯m sick

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    The next day, early in the morning.

    Yan Jingcheng had been awake almost all night, and his face was extremely gloomy.

    After looking at the watch for the nth time, it was finally six o'clock.

    The hour hand had just jumped to the number six, and Yan Jingcheng got up and took a shower, thinking that she could finally wake up.

    But as soon as he walked out of the master bedroom, he saw Gu Mingzhu humming a song and eating breakfast in the kitchen, with a leisurely attitude, obviously she had almost eaten.

    This night, Gu Mingzhu had a rare good sleep and felt refreshed.

    Yan Jingcheng walked into the kitchen and heard the ringtone of "Whoever speaks first is the pig" coming from the woman's cell phone from time to time. Her head, which was already hurting, felt even more that even her temples were hurting from her anger.

    Gu Mingzhu just pretended not to hear him and ate the last xiaolongbao while playing with her mobile phone.

    £ª

    After dinner, Gu Mingzhu packed up and went to the hospital to take care of Shen Qingwan. She was in a good mood.

    Yan Jingcheng threw away her chopsticks angrily, feeling indescribably irritated.

    And now, on the other side.

    Xie Jingxing didn¡¯t sleep well all night either. After struggling for a long time, he couldn¡¯t help but add Gu Mingzhu¡¯s WeChat account.

    Here, Gu Mingzhu just wiped Shen Qingwan's body and heard a message coming in on WeChat.

    She opened her phone and looked at it. She paused when she saw that it was Xie Jingxing's friend request.

    A few seconds later, Gu Mingzhu clicked reject. The reason for rejection read: [I really don¡¯t regret it].

    When Xie Jingxing saw the reply, his face turned livid with anger, and his clean eyes were stained with anger.

    Gu Mingzhu curled her lips and knew nothing about it.

    She just felt how lonely it was to be invincible

    A few minutes later, an unfamiliar number called in. Gu Mingzhu narrowed her eyes, guessing that it was that childish Xie Jingxing.

    "Gu Mingzhu, my hands were slipping just now." Xie Jingxing said coldly.

    Gu Mingzhu nodded and said she understood: "Don't let your hands slip next time."

    ??

    Gu Mingzhu thought for a while and said quietly: "Not necessarily, it depends on the time."

    Xie Jingxing said slowly: "Then I will inform you in advance."

    "No, just tell Xinghe, you'd better stay on my blacklist."

    Xie Jingxing: ""

    Gu Mingzhu: Don¡¯t try to trick her.

    £ª

    In the afternoon, Yan Jingcheng took the phone for the nth time after finishing the meeting.

    There is not a single text message on the phone, let alone a phone call.

    Yan Jingcheng clicked on the last message on her WeChat record: [Husband, Mingjin Furniture¡¯s opening party will be held at seven o¡¯clock in the evening, you can come if you are free~]

    Yan Jingcheng lowered his eyes, feeling upset.

    After a while, Yan Jingcheng looked at Chen Qing and said solemnly: "Call Gu Mingzhu."

    "Yes." After Chen Qing responded, he waited for a while, but did not wait for the next step.

    So¡­what¡¯s the call?

    Yan Jingcheng pursed her lips lightly, looked deeply, and did not speak for a long time.

    Chen Qing looked up at him hesitantly and saw that his face was gloomy and he wanted to cry.

    It¡¯s been a really hard day for him

    After a while, Yan Jingcheng lowered his eyes and squeezed out a few words from his lips: "Just say I'm sick."

    Chen Qing: ""

    Chen Qing found Gu Mingzhu¡¯s phone number, and before hesitating to dial it, he couldn¡¯t help but look at Yan Jingcheng and struggled: ¡°What¡¯s the disease?¡±

    Yan Jingcheng raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were gloomy and impatient.

    Chen Qing's calves felt weak and she quickly said: "I understand! I'll fight right away!"

    ?A terminal illness, the kind that cannot be cured!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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