Chapter 2870: Fried bean sprouts with scallions: thinking of the same thing
The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy
Xin Ya:ââ¦â
Ye Cong:ââ¦â
Could there be anything more embarrassing than this?
Xin Ya stared at Ye Cong with her eyes full of fear. She wished that he was blind, blind!
But sometimes, hope was unrealistic, like now.
Ye Cong glanced at the dialog box and his fingers obviously tightened. Then, he slowly relaxed and returned the phone to Xin Ya. âI think sister Maoâs suggestion is good.â
Xin Ya took the phone in a fluster. At this moment, she wanted nothing more than to directly put the phone into the pot and boil it.
Suggestion is good?
Suggestion is good!
Damn suggestion is good!
âThatâ¦âXin ya tried to explain, although she felt that there was no silver here.
Ye Cong slightly bent over and approached Xin Ya. âAnd Iâm also very happy that you can think of protecting your food so much. Iâm waiting for you to squeeze me dry.â
The last sentence was extremely ambiguous.
Xin Yaâs body could not help but tremble a few times. Did this man know that he was committing a crime?
âBrother-in-law, how do we hang up on this?âXin Yang shouted from outside.
Ye Cong looked at Xin Yaâs face that was so red that it could fry an egg. He responded, âComing,âye Cong said and directly turned around to leave.
The most wonderful thing in this world was probably that the things he thought about were also the things that the person he loved thought about, such as now.
Xin Yaâs legs went weak, and she held onto the glass counter. Was this going to kill her?
Sister Mao sent a few more messages, and Xin ya immediately put her phone on the table. She couldnât look at it anymore. It was too scary.
Xin Ya wanted to cry, but she had no tears. Although she had the guts, she didnât have the courage to say it out to Ye Cong.
Apart from ye Cong, who helped them hang the lanterns, he was thinking of another problem. Since that was the case, it was time to make their relationship public so that there wouldnât be any more misunderstandings.
However, he still had to consider Xin Yaâs future.
Ye Cong thought for a moment. After hanging up the lanterns, he went straight to Ding Junqi and asked him what he wanted to do.
At this moment, Ding Junqi was at home with Le Tian and Ding Yue for the lantern festival. His parents had gone back after the new year, so they also went back to their own home. Le Tian wanted to make his own glutinous rice balls, while Ding Yuejia played around with him.
Ding junqi answered the phone and went straight to the balcony.
âMake it public?âDing junqi repeated his words. âWhy did you suddenly think of making it public? Are you going to get married?â
âI did plan to.âYe Cong went back to his room and closed the door.
âYou even knew to ask me first to prove that Xin ya didnât misjudge the person.âDing junqi sneered. âBut I donât suggest that you make it public. Xin Ya is now on the rise in her career.â
âIâm not afraid that she wonât be able to receive a script,âye Cong said arrogantly. One had to know that he had the ability to help her receive a good script.
âFor an actress, other than a good script, she also needs to have her own fan base. There are also many factors. If Xin YA is stable now, then I donât have any objections,âDing Junqi said in a deep voice, âYou can get married, but thereâs no need to announce it to the world. Do you understand what I mean?â
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âWhen I got married to Le Tian, I was already a best actor,âDing Junqi said slowly. Then, Ye Cong hung up on him without hesitation.
HMM, this personâs temper was not very good.
Ye Cong leaned against the window and pinched his forehead. This meant that even if he got married to Xin Ya, he could forget about having a child for the next two years. After all, she was still in the damn rising period.