She Became a Heartbreaker After Entering the Novel

Qi Shan was terrified and didn't sleep well all night.

From time to time, he lifted the quilt and glanced at a certain place, wanting to see if it was ready, but he just waited and fell asleep accidentally.

After sleeping for about two hours, he woke up suddenly. After thinking of something, he looked down...

Qi Shan fell on the bed in disappointment.

no.

Or not.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

His happiness for the rest of his life was about to be destroyed.

Thinking of this, he pessimistically picked up his phone and planned to send a message to Su Ye, when he saw a few messages in Sand Sculptures Are Much Happier.

Zhen Shanmei: [Are you dead? Haven't messaged me all day? @Qishan]

Ning Meng: [I guess it's gone. 】

Zhen Shanmei: [Maybe your husband assigned him too many tasks. The last message he sent me yesterday was that he was going to be busy, and then he didn't reply. Ning Meng, Qi Shan is mine, can't you let your husband go through the back door? Don't always bully him! 】

Ning Meng: [If you want to go through the back door, it's fine, but you have to show it! 】

Zhen Shanmei: [? 】

Ning Meng: [LV's new fast crocodile bag is online. 】

five minutes later.

Zhen Shanmei: [Bao is already on his way to your house. 】

Qi Shan: ...

The prodigal bitch! Why are your fingers so wide? Madam, can I give it if I want it?

This is a message sent by two people this morning. At this moment, Qi Shan looked at Zhen Shanmei's sentence Qi Shan is mine, and felt both warm and sad.

Woooooooo... If Meimei knew that he was going to die, she would definitely abandon him.

Moreover, he couldn't be selfish enough to let Meimei be a widow with him.

Thinking of Qi Shan here, she became ruthless and sent a message to the group.

Qi Shan: [Let's break up @香山美]

Zhen Shanmei: [? 】

Ning Meng: [? 】

Qi Shan: [I've thought about it for a long time, and I don't think we are suitable. We should break up now that we can still be friends after breaking up. 】

Ning Meng: 【In addition to eating bird shit, your mind is also full of shit? Or sleepwalking in the morning? 】

Qi Shan was instantly distracted: [? ? When did I eat bird poop? 】

Ning Meng: [On the balcony that day, bird droppings fell on that cream cake. 】

Qi Shan: [? ? ? 】

He suddenly thought of the cream cake that tasted different from the past, and it still had a fishy smell, and he was so disgusted that he almost vomited.

Just when he was about to rant about Ning Meng, Zhen Shanmei in the group replied.

Zhen Shanmei: [Oh, let's share it. 】

Qi Shan's fingers froze all of a sudden, as if he had been hit hard in the heart, which made his expression slightly paused. He looked at the message, wanted to reply, but didn't know what to say, and finally had no choice. Put down the phone.

He lay on the bed for a while, sighing, a little sad.

Being with Zhen Shanmei was actually just a try. He didn't think there was such a deep relationship at first, but at this moment, he felt very sad, as if a piece of his heart had been ripped away...

Just when Qi Shan, a straight man, was about to make a splash in literature and art, the doorbell rang.

He returned WeChat, turned to Zhen Shanmei's WeChat page, and planned to send her a message. After thinking for a long time, he sent a full stop, but a big red exclamation mark appeared on his phone: [! You need to add the other party as a friend before you can send a message. 】

He stood up dejectedly, walked to the door, and the moment he opened the door, he was stunned to see the situation outside.