Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

She's just an insignificant dancer!

I knew a long time ago that I wasn't good enough for him, didn't I...

"Miss Ling, are you alright?" Seeing that Ling Wu's face looked scary, Jiajia was a little worried: "Are you feeling unwell? I'll get you a doctor!"

"No need." Ling Wuyi shook her head, and then put on the white pointed-toe high-heeled shoes that Jiajia brought.

Seeing Ling Wuwen walking out of the room, Jiajia hurriedly followed her: "Where is Miss Ling going?"

Ling Wuwen didn't speak, but went downstairs following her memory.

Before he reached the living room, he heard an elderly female voice: "Qiu'er will stay longer this time, right?"

Then Ling Wuwen heard Xi Ziqiu hum lightly, took a deep breath, and Ling Wuwen walked into the living room.

Xi Ziqiu saw her at a glance, and then kept staring at her.

"Can I go?" Ling Wuwen asked this question again, she didn't want to stay! No, stay with the identity brought back by Xi Ziqiu!

Mrs. Xi was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Ling Wuwen, and turned her head to look at her.

The woman was not humble and said nothing, with a pretty face and a quiet demeanor, with a bookish scent: "Which family are you from?"

Madam Xi's tone was very gentle, thinking that Ling Wuwen was a girl from a certain family.

Ling Wuwen cast her eyes on Mrs. Xi, she was a well-maintained, beautiful-looking middle-aged woman with noble temperament. She is not only Xi Ziqiu's mother, but also Xi Zixia's mother, so Ling Wuyi still respects her very much in her heart.

"Hello, Mrs. President! I'm not a girl from any family. I'm a dancer from the Lia Song and Dance Hall." If it was twelve years ago, she could say that she was the daughter of the Ling family, a scholarly family.

But even if she said it now, it just gave people the feeling that she was just the daughter of a down-and-out family.

Dancing girl is her current identity, she doesn't need to hide it.

As soon as Ling Wuyi's words fell, Mrs. Xi's face darkened, she turned to look at Xi Ziqiu: "Did you bring it back?"

A dancing girl, it's fine to play outside, but she even brought her into the house!

Xi Ziqiu nodded: "Yeah." Then there was no more to explain, and there was no intention to explain.

Mrs. Xi choked, she knew that the son she gave birth to was almost the same as her husband's in appearance and character! I can't even say a fart for a long time!

"Can I go?" Ling Wuwen asked again tirelessly.

"Can!"

"Can't!"

Almost at the same time, Mrs. Xi and Xi Ziqiu spoke together and gave two different answers.

Ling Wuwen automatically ignored Xi Ziqiu's no-no, turned around and walked towards the gate. She knew that she couldn't avenge her brother, so let's just keep out of sight.

It's just that she hadn't taken two steps before she was grabbed by Xi Ziqiu.

He was very strong, and he didn't feel sorry for her at all. When he came, her wrist was already bruised by him.

"I said, no."

"What exactly do you want?!" Ling Wuyue roared out of control, tears of grievance filled her eyes.

Xi Ziqiu's heart softened, he pursed his lips, trying to recall Yan Ziheng's tone of voice in the previous world.

"Stay by my side." Although he wanted to learn to be gentle, he still had his unique domineering and commanding tone.

However, just this is enough to make Mrs. Xi dumbfounded.

her son! She loved her son for twenty-six years! Even when talking to her, she was never so 'gentle', but now, she is like this to a dancing girl! !

Ling Wuwen couldn't hear the so-called 'tenderness' at all, she stubbornly raised her head: "Impossible, unless I die!"

Looking at Ling Wuwen with such a tough attitude, Xi Ziqiu really felt that the hope of success in the strategy was too slim! How and when will he be able to add the negative favor to him? Even if it is back to zero!

He leaned down, narrowed the distance between himself and Ling Wu, and then looked into her eyes: "I will not let you go! Also, I will definitely not let you die!"

As solemn as taking an oath, Ling Wuwen still didn't feel anything, except for her hatred for Xi Ziqiu!

"Qiu'er!" Mrs. Xi couldn't help it from behind. Her son, wouldn't he really fall in love with this dancing girl? !

Xi Ziqiu ignored Mrs. Xi, but just looked at Ling Wuwen fixedly: "What do you want." You can agree to stay by his side.

It was just a few short words, and Ling Wuyi understood the meaning of his words. She curled her lips and sneered: "Unless you die, unless I die."

Xi Ziqiu suddenly pulled out his pistol from his waist, then opened the safety lock and handed the trigger end into Ling Wu's hand, aiming the gun at his heart: "Do it." When he died, he returned. Go to the Plane Association and let Xia Lun retransmit.

At that time, he will not be so impulsive to kill Ling Shijie...

Our great chairman will never admit that he regrets it!

"No—" Mrs. Xi almost fainted when she saw such a scene, the gun was pointed at her son!

"Don't shoot, don't shoot! Qiu'er, are you crazy!?" Mrs. Xi's voice was trembling, she wanted to call someone, but she was worried that the hand on the trigger would move just a little...

For a moment, Ling Wuyi really wanted to shoot. only……

"Please, don't hurt my son! Whatever you want, don't hurt my son!"

Turning her head to look, the high-ranking wife of the president was crying and begging, as if she was not aiming her pistol at Xi Ziqiu, but her life.

He closed his eyes fiercely, and then let go of the hand holding the pistol——

Seeing this, Mrs. Xi slumped down on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief.

Xi Ziqiu was a little surprised, Ling Wuwen looked at him with hatred in his eyes, why didn't he want to shoot?

Seeing Ling Wuyi turn around and leave again, Xi Ziqiu still dragged her.

He didn't say a word, just picked her up and walked upstairs. He can't let her go back to Lia Song and Dance Hall, it's fine if he doesn't come, but now that he's here, he can't accept her to drink and dance with others!

"Xi Ziqiu!!"

Xi Ziqiu didn't speak, no matter how Ling Wuwen beat and scolded him, he was like a stone.

Until Ling Wu was put on the bed in his room, and then he stood there: "I know you like Xi Zixia."

A short sentence made Ling Wu, who was blushing with anger and had a thick neck, stop yelling and cursing, and then stared at Xi Ziqiu in a daze, with the words clearly written in her eyes: How do you know? !

"As long as you are not a fool, you can see that it is impossible to marry him. You can only marry me."