The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

In the milk tea shop, a group of people sat around a round table, the atmosphere was depressing.

Xia Beiqing asked incredulously, "So... you just agreed?!"

Zhou Yan buried his head deeply and whispered: "How can I admit it in front of the person I like, he still looks down on me, so he just moved on impulse..."

Jiang Xiujie tapped the desktop with his fingers: "Please, Xie Wanmeng is a professional player and her brother is a member of the GIO team. He has participated in a lot of national competitions. We are all amateurs. How can we win him? Only to be abused."

Zhou Yan raised his head, folded his hands together, and looked at Yunci with pleading eyes: "Sister Ci, you have played well in the game, so please help me, please, I will repay you as a bull and a horse in the future!"

Everyone looked at Yunci together.

Seeing the girl leaning back on a chair lazily, wearing a peaked cap, covering her eyebrows, holding a straw in her pink lips, she took a couple of mouthfuls.

After a long while, she slowly put down the milk tea and asked, "How much time has he given you to prepare."

Zhou Yan raised a finger and replied with trepidation: "One...a week..."

"What?!" Xia Beiqing exclaimed: "One week? One month is enough!"

Yunci rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his head hurt.

Zhou Yan cried loudly: "Sister, I can only rely on you, oooooo..."

"Be quiet." Yun Ci looked at Zhou Yan coldly, his face always indifferent: "Want to win?"

Zhou Yan nodded vigorously.

Yunci asked again: "Do you want to earn back your face?"

Zhou Yan continued to nod.

"No accident, it's still a team of five." Yun Ci's cold gaze swept everyone away, and looked at Zhou Yan again, with a quiet tone: "You, me, Jiang Xiujie, Wei Yuzhuo, Zhong Qi, what's the problem? ?"

Zhou Yan cast a look at the other three people for help.

Jiang Xiujie sighed: "Well, brothers are in trouble, I can't help but die."

Wei Yuzhuo and Zhong Qi also nodded.

The personnel is finalized.

Yunci slowly got up, supported the desktop with one hand, and looked at them gloomily, full of deterrence: "From now on, everything will follow my command and system training is required. This week, you don't want to sleep anymore. "

Everyone looked up at Yunci, feeling that she was emitting a dazzling light.

Coming out of the milk tea shop, the phone rang suddenly.

It was from Bo Zou.

Yunci connected and asked: "What's the matter?"

Uncle Zou was very anxious on the other end: "Miss Yunci, I've suffered, Master Che is going to meet Mu Chenbi!"

Yun Ci's heart tightened and his tone was frighteningly cold: "Find a way to stop him."

"I tried it, and I can't stop it at all. Since Master Che's return to normal, his temper has become more irritable, and he won't listen to anyone!"

Yun Ci squinted his eyes: "Where is Mr. Jun?"

Zou Bo replied: "The old man is in a foreign city. I have already made a phone call and I am rushing back. Master Che is going out now, Miss Yunci, please think of a way."

Yunci let out a sigh of relief: "Give me the address to meet, and what car and the license plate number he rides in."

"Okay, I will post them all on your phone."

After hanging up the phone, Yunci found Jun Siche's number again.

Hit it for the first time and was hung up.

It was not connected until the third time.

The man's impatient voice came from the other end: "Who?"

"I am Yunci."

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and then the man spoke again, concisely, and seemed unwilling to say: "What do you want to do?"