The Vicious Female Partner Must Die [Wear the Book] - Chapter 109

    “I’m sorry. All your information is what I told Chief Han.”

    Han Yue turned his back to Lu Zhiyu’s handsome face with guilt, and quickly explained, “You are an innocent person, and I didn’t want to involve you, Originally, you should be sad about Bai Yao, but I didn’t expect him to suddenly become interested in you, sir.”

    Lu Zhiyu was walking on the steps leading to the apartment door, stopped, turned her face slightly, the darkness outlined half of her brows that were in shadow, and said: “The pen can fall on the paper. The words are not because of the moving pen, but the thinker who controls the tip of the pen. I don’t need your apology for the decision I made. In other words, if Chief Han really has no plans and plans to kill me Playing as a pawn, that’s what I’m willing to do.”

    He smiled politely and said, “But I still have to say, Han Yue, thank you, you are a good policeman who can tell the truth.”

      Poplar, indestructible.

    The feeling is different from when I saw her in the hospital, this is a mysterious woman.

    Han Yue sat back in the car and watched Lu Zhiyu walk into the door of the apartment. A second after he drove away, a young man wearing a dark blue denim jacket with a guitar appeared at the street light dim street.

    The young man in the dark blue denim jacket held a note with his thin fingers, repeated the building number for a while, and walked into the door of the apartment building.

    Back to the rental house, Lu Zhiyu sat on the sofa tiredly, and she still remembered the events in Wanju Courtyard. She received a stream-like audition schedule from her agent Rose, and she may have to do it tomorrow. Flying all over the country to the hotels where the crews are staying to audition, fighting for the opportunity to be able to make dramas. With the fate of being rejected by the big producers now when she hears her name, she may be the most unlucky champion of the talent show variety show debut.

    The casting of the movie “Lengxiang” on the mobile phone schedule was marked by her circle. If she can’t win the opportunity to film, the film directed by Chen Wen will be her final victory. of hope.

    Lu Zhiyu put on a mask, wore loose pajamas, and boiled a cup of hot milk in the kitchen.

    The variety show table was rolled in her hands, she bent down and put the hot milk on the small coffee table on the balcony.

    Sit down on the chair, she watched the variety show with all her attention, and had a general plan in her heart, but she couldn’t calm down.

    The paper was thrown on the table, she tore off the mask on her face and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

    Her own main quest is stagnant, and the quest goal is not progressing. She had to untangle Ruan Suhuai’s heart and touch the depths of her heart before she could pull out the fragments that Du Hua buried on her body, but the little girl had a lot of thoughts on her face, but she never looked for her. tell.

      , Han Shuming can help her, she is willing to make a breakthrough even if it is a sea of ​​ice and fire.

    A few silver hairs were hidden in her brown-black hair.

    Lu Zhiyu patiently tore off the white hair from her hair, and it was blown away by the cold wind in a blink of an eye.

    She has gradually discovered the side effects of immortality BUFF. After dying twice and returning to life, her physical fitness is not as good as before. After working for eight hours, she will feel deep fatigue and fatigue, and her lower limbs will sit for a long time. She would go numb for half an hour before she regained her mobility. Although her face did not show signs of aging, there were white hairs in her hair.

      A short-lived ghost.

    What if you can come back from the dead? Humans are not robots after all, and this golden finger is less subtle.

    The blood phoenix stone hanging on the neck suddenly lit up with a red light, a bit like an illusion.

    Lu Zhiyu was lying on the railing, turned her head, and on the balcony of the youth hostel next door, a tall and slender mixed-race young woman was tuning in with a guitar in her hand.

    , with a sense of rebellious unrestrainedness, from the neck to the shoulders, the crystal clear skin looks extraordinarily white in the bright moonlight night, and the beautiful slender side curves are wrapped in a tight-fitting off-the-shoulder black vest.

    When she plucked the strings, the silver necklace engraved with tiny initials swayed loosely on the thin belly line that exposed the navel, and the arrogant and claws rose tattoo was also dyed Silky dark temptation.