Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

"Xiao Wu, can you push the wheelchair for me?"

Xi Ziqiu looked straight at Ling Wuwen, his eyes focused. It was as if in his world, Ling Wuyi was the only person he could see.

Mrs. Xi was a little unhappy, but she couldn't say anything. She could only restrain her emotions and stand aside.

Ling Wuxi paused, seeing that everyone was looking at her, a light pink appeared on her fair cheeks, adding a bit of glamour. Ling Wuwen walked behind Xi Ziqiu with some embarrassment.

"Hey, hello, sister-in-law!" The person who was pushing Xi Ziqiu took a step back, and gave a military salute to Ling Wutian with a playful smile.

The facial features are green and the skin is fair. Ling Wujin remembered him as Jin Tianyi, whom Xi Ziqiu called a little boy.

"Tianyi, hello." Ling Wuwen smiled at him friendly.

Seeing that Ling Wu could still call out his name, Jin Tianyi smiled shyly: "It's a great honor, my sister-in-law still remembers my name!"

Jin Tianyi still wanted to say something to Ling Wuwen, but he keenly felt the cold air coming from his general.

Swallowing his saliva: "Hey~ sister-in-law, please take the general back~"

Ling Wuxi nodded, and put her hand on the push handle of the wheelchair: "Are you going home now?" She asked Xi Ziqiu.

"Yeah." Xi Ziqiu nodded: "I've already written the report, just let someone take it to the government hall."

"Oh." Ling Wuyi responded, and then pushed Xi Ziqiu to the outside of the train station.

When those excited people saw Xi Ziqiu, they all shut their mouths tightly. The train station with so many people was surprisingly quiet.

Xi Ziqiu pursed his lips, automatically ignoring the adoring eyes of those people.

It was the first time for Ling Wuyi to be surrounded by so many people. They all looked at her with doubts and surprises in their eyes.

She thought, she should be surprised how could the person pushing their general be a woman? Wondering why there is a woman beside Xi Ziqiu?

You don't need to guess, you know, there must be someone in the crowd who knows her, a dancer who used to be a dancer in the Lia dance hall. She saw reporters in front of the crowd, and photographers from the newspaper office taking pictures with their cameras. I wonder if she will be mentioned in tomorrow's newspaper?

"Ziqiu, why don't you let others push you?" Ling Wuyi leaned over slightly and said to Xi Ziqiu.

Ling Wuwen didn't care what others thought of her, but she was worried that her previous identity would affect Xi Ziqiu.

Xi Ziqiu knew Ling Wuwen's thoughts and worries: "No, it's okay." It will be a matter of time before the relationship between the two is announced, and there is nothing shameful about it.

Since Xi Ziqiu said it was okay, she couldn't just throw him away, right?

So, Ling Wuwen had no choice but to bite the bullet and push Xi Ziqiu outside.

Just now when they walked in front of the reporters who were taking pictures, no one dared to interview Xi Ziqiu, and only waited for a while for another person to come to the interview.

But the reporter asked Xi Ziqiu: "General Xi, who is the lady who is pushing you? Why do I think she looks familiar, like Ling Xiaoxiao, a dancer from Leah Song and Dance Hall?"

Ling Xiaoxiao is Ling Wu's stage name in the Lia Song and Dance Hall. The reporter is a man, very young, and looks like a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

Ling Wuxi stopped and turned to look at the reporter. Xi Ziqiu also looked at him coldly, but did not speak.

Everyone present held their breath, not even daring to breathe.

Mrs. Xi and Xi Zixia, who were following behind, both looked unhappy, but they both had different thoughts in their hearts.

What Mrs. Xi thought was: She knew that Ling Wuyi's identity as a dancing girl would be known to others one day! Sure enough, he was recognized just by coming out!

And what Xi Zixia wanted was to let this ignorant reporter pack up and leave his place of work, so that he would never be able to hang out in the same industry again! He turned his head to look at Ling Wuwen, with worry in his eyes.

Just as Xi Zixia was about to speak, Xi Ziqiu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said, "She is my fiancée Ling Wuyi, who used to be a dancer at Lia Song and Dance Hall."

A faint sentence, startled a thousand layers of waves!

Rumor has it that General Xi, who doesn't like women, has a fiancée. This fiancée is not a famous lady, but a former dancer from Lia Song and Dance Hall!

How many people's jaws will be dislocated by such a news! ?

Xi Zixia was not surprised by Xi Ziqiu's answer. He knew his brother, and it was only normal for him to say that.

Mrs. Xi can't wait to slap Xi Ziqiu on the back of the head. Announcing the news that Ling Wumei is his fiancee so early, and in front of so many people, isn't Ling Wumei the identity of the future second young mistress of the Xi family? It's a nail in the coffin!

The reporter's eyes widened with surprise on his face, and then he asked again: "Fiancee? Is it the second young lady of the Xi family? Or the concubine?"

Xi Ziqiu wanted to announce Ling Wu's identity, but he was a little patient: "The only wife."

Ling Wuyi doesn't mind that everyone knows that she used to be a dancer, and she doesn't really care how others look at her.

'The only wife' is just five short words, but it fills Ling Wuyi's heart with warmth.

"Let's go, Xiao Wu." Xi Ziqiu said, Ling Wu pursed his lips, and then pushed him forward.

When Xi Zixia passed by the reporter, he looked at him: "Which newspaper are you from?"

"Uh...Xinfeng Newspaper." The reporter answered weakly, even though he had no eyesight, he could tell that Young Master Xi didn't seem very happy.

"Xinfeng Newspaper? Forget it this time, go back and ask your boss to teach you how to speak!" After speaking, Xi Zixia smiled coldly and walked away.

It wasn't until Xi Zixia drove away with Xi Ziqiu and the others that the reporter raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

The photographer next to him rolled his eyes at him: "Do you know how to be afraid now?! An intern reporter is so bold to ask General Xi himself, and even ask such questions. I think you don't value your job .”

"I..." How do I know what to ask and what not to ask?

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Sitting in the car, Mrs. Xi sat in the co-pilot's seat, and Ling Wuyi and Xi Ziqiu sat in the back.

Turning her head to look at Xi Ziqiu, he was helped into the car just now, Ling Wuyue didn't see him frown slightly.

"Are you seriously injured?" Ling Wu asked.

Xi Ziqiu reached out to hold Ling Wu's hand, but she didn't shake it off. Smiling at her: "No, it's just a few bullets, and it didn't hurt the vitals."

Ling Wuxi just opened her mouth, but the words were still in her throat...

Madam Xi, who was sitting in the front co-pilot, turned her head and said excitedly: