Chapter 395: Her waywardness

Chu Yu’s low eyebrows are still unmoving.
Xia Yu smiled, and the voice returned to the usual softness: "If he didn't stop you, let you sneak in my sister's lounge, it would really blame the brother."
Xia squats at them, his chest is ups and downs, and he can't speak.
"Okay, very good..." For a long time, she gritted her teeth and turned to go downstairs. She didn't believe she couldn't find the phone!
Before I took a few steps, I ran into a man, a warm chest, a black silk cotton shirt, and hit her nose. A pair of dry, warm hands held her steady, above the head, and the low male voice rang: "What is wrong with this, who is bullying you?"
Xia Yan looked up at the tip of his nose and looked at the familiar face. He wanted to cry.
"Auntie..." She grievously sucked her nose. "You borrowed the phone."
Feng Xiao did not ask why, take out his mobile phone directly and hand it over. The silver-gray metal fuselage carries his body temperature and is held in his hand, a heavy weight.
"Feng Yan!" Chu Yu face ugly, "How can you borrow her phone! Do you know what she wants to do with the phone?!"
Feng Xiao faintly glanced at him: "What do you do when you love what you do?"
Chu Yu was stunned by a word, but he knew that he could not stop Xia Wei, his face was not good, and she kept her call.
Feng Wei’s mobile phone screen is very large. Xia Wei uses the fingertips to dial the familiar number and sees a silver-white character jumping out. On the side of the body, Chuan’s surprised cry:
This is...

She looked up at him and remembered that the number was dedicated to the late Tian Xia. In the last life, Chu Yu followed her for a long time and saw countless times.
Head down and continue to concentrate on dialing. After a while, the phone is connected.
The voice of Zhai Ziheng: "Hey, little?"
"Zi Ziheng." When she got to call him, she was somewhat guilty and short-lived. What if he refused?
"Small 绫?" Yan Ziheng's voice is low and mellow, it seems very happy that she called him, the tail sounds slightly up, with some pleasure, "What happened, suddenly called me?"
"Zi Ziheng," she snorted, still said, "I want 1801."
"What?" He didn't understand, but quickly said, "No problem, you can do anything. Call Chu Yu to do it for you."
Does he know what he promised? Xia Yu’s heart is horizontal, simply saying:
I want the Fenghuang recording studio upstairs, Xia Wei’s original lounge. I want you to remove all the photos of Xia Wei in the company, and Xia Wei Used table and chair equipment, Xia Wei's favorite flowers, Xia Wei's designated wall and carpet color... all of them are replaced."
"Oh, what's wrong with you?" Yan Ziheng did not immediately agree, but asked her.
"I don't like those! I don't like it!" I didn't like this call. For a dozen, I found out that the entire Emperor's office building is full of traces of my life. At that time, she really It is a very picky person, even if a foot line on the corridor is not suitable, it will make people redo the whole decoration.
The Emperor is the right thing about Zhai Ziheng, but it is the style of her past life that is filled from the inside out.
Step by step, step by step.
Now that she is already Ye Xing, she doesn't need to keep these things to remind everyone how much she loves a dead woman. Soon, she will have a baby. If this baby is destined to grow up in the emperor, Well, it is best to let everyone know from now on, she is a star above the existence of Xia Wei. Only when her status is stable, her baby can be safe.
"You used to like it," said Zi Ziheng.
"I don't like it now, I don't like it at all. I don't want to face the remains of a dead person all day long, 裴子衡, Xia Wei is dead! Dead!" She gradually got excited, why, he always sees the past ? !
Chu Yu, Xia Yu, and Xia Yu's agent and assistant, listening to her on the phone, her face is very ugly. In the face of Zhai Ziheng, Xia Wei is "a dead person", she is probably the only one that is unique.
At the end of the phone, the man was silent.
Xia Wei’s hand is holding the phone tightly and breathing heavily.
Finally, he said: "I don't like you to say this to yourself."
"Then don't let me live like a dead man." She calmed down.
"Oh, my little sister..." He whispered her name, like a sigh of incomprehensible sighs, "that is, you dare to be so capricious in front of me. Just, as you wish, you used to It’s good to look at it yourself.

He agreed.
Xia Songsong breathed a sigh of relief, but did not feel how happy he was, just like playing a war, winning, but very tired. Hanging up the phone, she said to Chu said: "Open this room and redecorate it to give the Emperor the best male singer." She didn't want this room anymore. She used to be commensurate with her identity. Today, she is far from being so red, and it is just a matter of suspicion.
Chu Yu has not said anything, Xia Yu has been unable to stand: "Ye Xingyu, you do not want to preach the decree, how can Ziheng brother promise you to move this room?! That is my sister!"
Her voice has changed, her look is distorted, and she has no previous calculations.
Xia Wei was stunned by the resentment in her eyes. This time, she was really sincere, not like a fake.
Is her acting improved, or is her eyes getting worse? In short, Xia Wei would not believe that she had a good heart. In those days, her words that forced Xia Wei to die were still in the ear, and now I want to come, still suffering.
"Summer rain." Xia Yan looked at her and said, "How can someone like you care about your sister? Don't sympathize with her flag, tell you, I don't eat this one."
"You!" Xia Yu glared at her, the delicate little face became more and more distorted, and he was poisonous. "Ye Xingyu, do you think that taking a room is qualified to be comparable to my sister? Tell you that you even have one of her fingers. No, you don't deserve it!"
"I don't deserve it, it's not that you have the final say." If it wasn't for those things in the last life, Xia Yu's impression was too deep. Looking at the performance of Xia Yu at this time, Xia Wei almost thought that she had blamed her at the beginning, and she was a no. A picky good sister.
Xia Yu no longer said anything, and finally stared at her, turned and left.
Going so quietly, let Xia Hao feel a little relieved. Although, she had long decided to treat her as a stranger, but her sister's sentiment for more than 20 years in her life ended up with such an ending, so that when she faced this former sister, she said that there was no wave in her heart, nor may.
"Little 绫..." Feng Wei looked at her with some concern.