The blackened goddess of rebirth is extremely poisonous

Chapter 603 I am Han Miao
1 minute later.

Jiang Yang slumped on his seat with sweaty palms, and Yan Zhuoli was no better than Jiang Yang.

"Young Master Zhuo, you...you want to die, don't drag me, I haven't finished enjoying life yet. If I die, the beauties will die of grief." Jiang Yang said fearfully.

Yan Zhuoli unbuckled his seat belt, took out two tissues and wiped his forehead, "I blame you, I can't control that nonsense mouth!"

After Jiang Yang took a sip of water, he looked at Yan Zhuoli, and the shock on his face was gradually replaced by gossip, "Eh? Let me say, Mr. Zhuo, I just mentioned that just now. Don't you think it's too much for your big reaction? gone?"

Yan Zhuoli glanced at Jiang Yang, as if he was too lazy to talk to you.

Jiang Yang ignored Yan Zhuoli's speechless expression, and continued: "You don't really like Feng Tianling, do you? Or, are you guys and girls?"

He likes Feng Tianling?What a big joke.

Yan Zhuoli turned sideways, looked at Jiang Yang, and said with a straight face: "Do you know how I met Feng Tianling?"

Jiang Yang became interested when he heard that he was leaving.

Yan Zhuoli continued: "Because my uncle brought her home every three days."

Eh?ah?Um?Is the script wrong?Jiang Yang was stunned for a full minute.

"So don't say what you said just now. If my uncle hears it, I'm afraid you won't see me again." Yan Zhuoli said.

Jiang Yang's mouth is wide open, big enough to hold an egg, no, a duck egg can be stuffed in.

"So Feng Tianling is actually your future aunt?"

little, aunt
This title has to be said, it irritated Yan Zhuoli.

Yan Zhuoli imagined that one day in the future, he would call Aunt Feng Tianling——

Can't accept it, absolutely can't accept it.

After Yan Zhuoli shook his head violently, he put on his seat belt again and prepared to drive.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Yang got out of the car, and walked around to Yan Zhuoli's side from the front of the car, "I'm afraid, let me drive."

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The venue for the concert is on the street.

The staff told Han Miao what happened just now.

"The girl said that she doesn't like playing music, so she's not interested in your invitation."

Han Miao frowned, "It's a pity, with such a good voice, it's a pity not to sing." Besides, her stage aura is so strong, she doesn't lose at all to the current star idols, such a person is completely born for the stage ah.

Speaking of this, Han Miao recalled the scene of singing with Feng Tianling on the same stage just now.The girl was wearing a peaked cap and black-rimmed glasses, so she couldn't see her face clearly, but her temperament and figure were there, and she didn't think her appearance would be much worse, plus she had an angelic voice.

The more Han Miao thought about it, the more she felt sorry for Feng Tianling.

"By the way, we have her phone." The staff suddenly thought of this.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Han Miao shook her head, "Since she doesn't want to, don't force her."

When the screen changed, in the living room, Han Miao looked at the phone number on the note, and the girl's sweet and ethereal singing voice was still echoing in his mind.

I got up, walked around the table, picked up the phone, clicked on the phone's address book, and saved the number in it.After saving, tap the finger to dial it out, and hang up in a second.

It seemed a bit too abrupt to just call like that.And what did you say in the past, saying that you are Han Miao, who would believe it?Definitely blackmail yourself.

After hesitating for a while, I opened WeChat and tried to add it.

Wu Rui, who was playing with her mobile phone, clicked on it after hearing the voice of WeChat notification.

Someone add her?

Verification application: "I am Han Miao, you are very talented in music."

(End of this chapter)