Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

In order to add a little authenticity, Sang Qingjiu did not throw away the diary left by the original owner.

She and 1199 worked inside all night.

With her return, the news that she was going to marry Sang Zhilin spread more and more widely in the imperial capital.

Especially when the elders of the Sang family began to purchase wedding supplies, and even tipped them off and sent invitations, they were sure that Sang Qingjiu was really getting married.

But...does Sang Qingjiu really have the ability to "love"?

People in the imperial capital who had been dealing with Sang Qingjiu for twenty or thirty years expressed doubts one after another, and everyone was guessing who this "Sang Zhilin" was.

Under such circumstances, could Mo Shi's big mouth still keep it a secret?

Only if you can hide it can there be ghosts.

Within a few days, Mo Shi released the news that Sang Qingjiu had been secretly in love with Sang Zhilin for many years.

This is even more fucking unbelievable.

Ever since, the main house of the Sang family has welcomed batches of guests.

Mrs. Sang welcomed Sang Zhilin in a friendly manner, acknowledged Sang Zhilin's status as the rightful owner, and expressed that she liked him very much and supported the marriage.

Every time a visitor came, Mrs. Sang would ask Sang Zhilin to show up and introduce him to the visitor's identity.

In just seven or eight days, Sang Zhilin almost met all the families that had close ties with the Sang family.

"They look at me in an annoying way."

Sang Zhilin curled his lips unhappily, "I feel now that I am like the only monkey in the zoo. Everyone who comes has to look at me."

"dare you laugh!"

Sang Zhilin glared at Sang Qingjiu, "It's all your fault. I want to go out to play, and I don't want to receive guests every day."

"Okay, okay, let's go out and play."

Sang Qingjiu chuckled and led him out, "Where do you want to go? Also, my face is quite recognizable in the imperial capital. Are you sure that if you go out with me like this, your return rate won't be higher?" ?”

"Sileng Mountain, my aunt said, not many people go there, but the scenery is very good, so I asked you to go with me."

After staying in the main house for a few days, the relationship between Sang Zhilin and Mrs. Sang became better and better.

Sang Qing was either busy dealing with various affairs of the Sang family or dealing with tasks assigned by the Demon Slayer Bureau all day long, so he didn't have much free time.

On the contrary, Sang Zhilin spent more time with Mrs. Sang.

Mrs. Sang had a gentle temperament, and seeing that Sang Zhilin and Sang Qingjiu had a good relationship, she really treated him as her own son.

For Sang Zhilin, this kind of love from his elders was something he had never experienced before.

Whenever Mrs. Sang mentioned Sang Zhilin in front of the visitors in a slightly showy tone; whenever Mrs. Sang favored Sang Zhilin and faced the visitors' difficulties, she would give Sang Zhilin a different feeling.

He loved it.

Sometimes he couldn't help but think, it would be great if Mrs. Sang was his real mother.

Then he will definitely live quite happily in the first half of his life.

"Okay, let's go to Siling Mountain."

Sang Qingjiu answered immediately, "But I have to go back to the study to deal with some things first. I will take you with me after I finish."

"Go on, go on, I'll go have tea with auntie."

Sang Zhilin said without any nostalgia.

Sang Qingjiu gave him a meaningful look, his eyes turned around on him before looking back, and then he walked towards the study.

Dangling in front of her eyes all day long, do you really think you're not greedy?

Twenty-year-old kid, just tonight...

Sang Qingjiu laughed softly, and Sang Zhilin, who had not gone far from laughing, felt inexplicably cold.

He turned around and glanced at Sang Qingjiu, thinking who was she planning to plot against?

Smiling so mischievously.

However, Sang Zhilin didn't think much about it and happily went to find Mrs. Sang.

About half an hour later, he received a call from Sang Qingjiu.

"Go to the master bedroom and help me get a magic weapon. It's a Guanyin Jade. It should be placed near my bedside table." Sang Qingjiu said calmly.

Sang Zhilin reluctantly replied in a long tone, "Now that you know it, you will know how to order me."

What's the magic weapon?

She was just bored in the study alone, so she tried every means to get herself to accompany her!

Sang Zhilin cursed and entered the master bedroom.

This was not the first time he entered the master bedroom. He went straight to the bedside table after entering the door. After rummaging in the cabinet for a while, he didn't see any Guanyin Jade.

Just when he was about to call Sang Qingjiu to inquire, he didn't know where his palm touched, and there were suddenly a few soft "click" sounds in the room.

Sang Zhilin instantly became alert and looked around, and soon saw a secret door exposed on one side of the wall.

Ok?

what is that?

Sang Qingjiu wouldn't be hiding any secrets inside, right?

Sang Zhilin touched his chin, curiosity suddenly creeping into his mind.

He walked over cautiously, stood at the door and looked in, and saw several black leather books on the table at a glance.

In what age, what serious person still keeps a diary?

No way?

Sang Zhilin thought about it, but still couldn't stop his interest. Seeing that there was no danger, he walked over quickly.

The diary is somewhat new.

But judging from the date, it was from eight or nine years ago, and it seemed to have been well maintained.

[Ling Li 204·2·1: Today I saw a very beautiful little boy, Sang Zhilin, in the main house. I liked him very much and wanted to snatch him up and raise him. 】

[Spiritual Calendar 204·5·13: I am probably sick, and I have unexpected thoughts about a little boy. Maybe I think too much. 】

[Spirit Calendar 205·9·25: He is getting more and more beautiful... His parents don't seem to be very good to him. Maybe he should find something to do for his parents. 】

[Spiritual Calendar 208·3·17: Damn it! What kind of dog dared to hurt him! The parents at the branch are also useless, they can’t even protect their children...]

[Spiritual Calendar 212·7·7: He’s going crazy and wants to lock him up... No, I can’t pay attention to him anymore! 】

Spiritual calendar year 212, that year...

Sang Zhilin rubbed the diary, blinking lightly, and for some reason his heart suddenly felt sour.

That year, he was eighteen.

It was that year that his parents announced Sang Yijing's identity. In September of that year, his life fell directly into hell.

It's not that he hasn't actually thought about it, why did Sang Qingjiu like him for so long but didn't know his situation?

Now it seems……

It was probably a secret love that had lasted too long and had a kinship relationship, and it almost drove her crazy.

Just unlucky.

Exactly during the year she endured not paying attention to herself, something happened to him.

If she had known, she might have happily taken herself out of that den of tigers and wolves as soon as possible.

Looking back, several bookshelves are filled with his photos.

Started when I was ten years old.

It didn't stop until I was eighteen years old.

The photos are well kept.

It can be seen that it has been wiped frequently, and there is no dust at all.

——Nonsense, of course not, they are all new after all.

But Sang Zhilin didn't know.

He only knew that in this secret room, he saw Sang Qingjiu's increasingly twisted and entangled love for him in the past few years.