Jo Ann also excused herself to be sleepy and went upstairs.
Memorial Chu and Song Yun were talking in the living room.
When they arrived at the upstairs bedroom, Joan had just closed the door when the book spirit floated over.
Her delicate little face was full of hatred and anger: "Joan, it's her, it's that woman who pushed you into the river and killed you and me, I really want to hack her to death with an axe." ” "Then you go and hack her to death."
Qiao An said calmly: "Shuling, I want to be quiet. ” Shu Ling deliberately pretended to be cute, and blinked his big black eyes like cuteness: "Who is Jingjing?"
Why do you think about him, I'm going to tell Gu Zhiheng that you have changed your mind. ” Jo Ann gave it a roll of the eyes, passed directly through the book spirit's body, and sat down on the sofa in the bedroom.
The book spirit floated over: "Is this how the things of the previous life are settled?"
Remembering Chu is a murderer. ” Its voice became smaller and smaller: "I don't know if Gu Zhiheng married Memorial Chu after we died?"
Does he know that Remembrance Chu killed that chubby and stupid, inferior to the dust, but loved him deeply?
” Joan is silent, she shouldn't know, right?
Who knows?
Except for her and the Book Spirit.
In her previous life, she had no sense of existence in front of Gu Zhiheng, as transparent as air.
Even when they got married, Gu Zhiheng had a good impression of her, but after so many years, she was exhausted and eventually became strangers.
"Joan, let's go tell grandma, let's just say that Nian Chu is not a good person, grandma likes her so much."
Shu Ling touched Joan's arm with his elbow: "Do you say it's okay?"
” Qiao Ann refused without thinking about it: "What do you say?"
Saying that she killed me in her last life, do you think grandma will believe it?
She's afraid she'll think there's something wrong with me. ” Joan gestured to her head.
"What then?"
Shu Ling wrinkled into a bitter gourd face: "Grandma still asked you to play with her, who knows how she will harm you in this life." ” "She doesn't like Gu Zhiheng, it should be fine, right?"
Qiao An had a trace of luck in her heart: "As long as she doesn't like Gu Zhiheng, it's fine." ” "Naive."
Shu Ling sneered: "If I were a woman, I would also like Gu Zhiheng, if I wasn't afraid that you would be unhappy, my No. 1 male god would definitely be Gu Zhiheng, not Ji Mingye." ” After saying this, the book spirit also glanced at Qiao An faintly, and his small eyes were full of complaints, as if Qiao An had snatched his sweetheart, which was clearly the eyes of his rival.
Joan: "......"
She didn't know what to say for a while.
After a long while, she said sullenly: "Maybe there are exceptions in this life, if I don't like Gu Zhiheng at the beginning, she won't hurt me." ” "Look, the sun is coming out in the west."
Shu Ling pouted: "This probability is the probability that the sun rises in the west and sets in the east, anyway, I don't like her, I hold a grudge, even if it is because she killed you and made you reborn and changed, we have a good life, but this can't change the fact that she killed you." ” After Shuling said this, he sat down like Qiao An, and his two white and tender little paws were still touching his little belly, which was called a leisurely look.
"Let me think about it again, if she really likes Gu Zhiheng, I won't be stupid enough to let her kill me again, I am wary of her now."
"The open gun is easy to dodge, the hidden arrow is difficult to prevent, there is money to make the grinding ghost, the last life to commemorate the beginning of the self-doer, in this life in case she spends money to hire someone, I saw a news on Weibo last night, a mother-in-law because she doesn't like her daughter-in-law, spent 60,000 to kill her daughter-in-law, only 60,000, someone will kill it."