The Contracted Wife: Boss, No Binding Contract

Ji Xinxin clenched his hands tightly, wishing to pick out the **** who bullied Chuxia last night and destroy him humanely.

"Fight." Ling Chuxia curled up even more, hugging herself tightly.

Ji Xinxin's throat seemed to be blocked by something. She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what else to say. She wiped a tear and took a deep breath. Finally, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Shi Che. .

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It's eight o'clock.

Shi Che has already put some makeup on, combed his hair, and put on the pure black suit. He has always known that he looks handsome, but now he is standing in front of the full-length mirror and found himself so dazzlingly handsome for the first time. .

There are four great events in life: long droughts and sweet rains, encounters with old friends in other homes, wedding nights in the bridal chamber, and the time of inscription on the gold list.

But for Shi Che, the only happy event in his life was: to marry Ling Chuxia, when he was in love with her.

Shi Che was shining up and down in the mirror, arranging and adjusting his clothes, the corners of his lips rose diagonally, and a soft light filled his black eyes.

He raised his hand and looked at the watch in his hand. It was almost time, and he was going to marry his bride.

Suddenly, his mobile phone rang, Shi Che tilted his head subconsciously, then he turned and walked towards the table, picked up the mobile phone, and Ji Xinxin's name jumped on the mobile phone screen.

There was a trace of doubt in Shi Che's dark eyes. He slipped his finger and pressed the answer button, "Hey—"

Ji Xinxin's voice came from the other end of the phone, not like her usual arrogance, but her voice was very heavy, "Shi Che, Xia Xia let me tell you that today's wedding...cancel it."

Ji Xinxin spoke very slowly, slipping word by word into Shi Che's ears, Shi Che looked startled, and then seemed to hear an extremely ridiculous joke, "I didn't wake up or drank too much?"

"Shi Che, I am not joking with you."

Ji Xinxin said, her eyes unconsciously glanced at Ling Chuxia, who was sluggish aside, took a deep breath, and continued: "This is what Xia Xia meant."

Shi Che frowned, but there was no expression on his face, so he simply cut off Ji Xinxin's phone and dialed Ling Chuxia directly.

Ji Xinxin suddenly listened to the beep in her ear. There was still a little response, but the next second, Ling Chuxia's cell phone rang.

She immediately understood that this was indeed Shi Che's style, how could he listen to her.

Ji Xinxin couldn't help looking at Ling Chuxia. Ling Chuxia's mobile phone was placed at her feet, soft music rang, and the screen was on. Ling Chuxia moved his eyes stiffly and glanced at the screen.

Husband was jumping happily on it, but a mist of mist appeared in front of Ling Chuxia's eyes, which blurred her vision.

Husband.

The name of Shiche stored in her mobile phone was originally only the word Shiche, but he didn't know when it was quietly changed. It was originally a sweet title, but now it has become a ridiculous irony.

She should have put on her wedding dress today, married Shi Che, and let him become her husband in a fair way.

However, she can no longer marry.

Ling Chuxia stared at the phone in a daze, watching the phone ring gradually disappearing, the screen gradually dimmed, tears overflowed suddenly, followed his cheeks, and slammed it on the phone screen.

However, the next second, the phone's ringtone rang again, still Shi Che.