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Chapter 93

A poor girl pulls your sleeve, no one can turn a blind eye to you, right?

Song Jing knew that UCT's world was fake and everything was an illusion. No wonder the team members would emphasize it again and again when they came in.

But if the plot changes, what will happen?

Song Jing knew that the questions she was thinking about must have thought about, and she was going to ask in detail later.

But she turned around, patted Xiao Zhao holding her wrist, and patiently coaxed her: "No, don't be afraid, we will definitely find a way to save you."

Her words must be a foolish nature, after all, I don’t know how to do the plot?

Unexpectedly, when Xiao Zhao heard this, he raised his head and looked at Song Jing with watery eyes.

Now there is a kind of girl who creates a pitiful posture, but Xiao Zhao looks really like me, so when Song Jing saw the expectation in her eyes, he said something uneasy: "I try my best..."

The main reason is that she doesn’t know the plot development and doesn’t know what to do, but she still has to look at the boss Di Nan Dynasty.

This made the matchmaker and Wang Sanniang unhappy, especially the matchmaker, who held a face and looked at Song Jing: "Who are you? How can you interfere in other people's affairs? Besides, Xiao Zhao is going to marry our eldest young master and the eldest young lady. This great blessing falls on Xiao Zhao, why do you still need to save him? Who do you think you are?"

Wang Sanniang had just seen Song Jing's power, and didn't dare to say anything else, so she echoed next to her: "That's it!"

Song Jing immediately smiled: "Hey, why don't you say that? Is your eldest son already returning to his hometown? His body is cold now?"

"What are you talking nonsense!"

The matchmaker's face suddenly changed, but there was a guilty feeling in her eyes that could not be concealed.

This was obviously a matter of being touched, but the secret that the eldest young master was dead was probably not revealed yet. Xiao Zhao just heard some news and was not completely sure.

Hearing this, his face turned paler even more.

Standing aside, Di Nanchao looked at this farce and did not say anything to stop him. He only looked at the matchmaker, his eyes as if he was thinking about something.

Song Jing took advantage of the victory and pursued: "Look, I'm going to be the one who's going to marry a dead girl. You really can do it."

The matchmaker's face was pale and now things were told to be accurate. It would be bad to marry a dead person.

But this must be done.

He could only sway his sleeves and glared at Song Jing: "You are talking nonsense, wait, I will report to the official to arrest you now. How dare you destroy the reputation of the eldest master of the Liu family."

"If I really ruin your eldest son's reputation, please ask him to come out and face me!"

Song Jingcai was not afraid of these things: "Go and go and report to the officials, I have seen the police officer several times. I am afraid of you, an ancient official?"

Wei Jin next to him was stunned and stunned. Song Jing, who was inconvenient to disturb the battle center at this time, could only ask Di Nanchao in a low voice: "Is Xiao Zhao going to be forced to marry a dead person now?"

After hearing this, I also learned something, but I don’t quite understand such plot changes and ins and outs.

Di Nanchao nodded, said nothing, and only stared at the matchmaker and Wang Sanniang for a few glances before his eyes fell on Xiao Zhao.
Chapter completed!
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