L.A. finally returned to the banquet and didn't go home until 12 o'clock.

He thought that he would see Gong Ji nesting in the corner of the sofa or in the bedroom as usual, but he searched the whole house, but he couldn't see Gong Ji.

At this moment, he was sure of one thing, and the palace reporter played running away from home again.

If it were as usual, he would definitely find Li Zheng and ask Li Zheng to find Gong Ji to come out. But this time, he didn't know if he should do it.

Maybe Gong Ji is right, is there something wrong with their marriage, and is a man like him suitable for marriage. He is never the only one who doesn't go home, and every time he goes home, he can always see Gong Ji's figure.

Luo Cheng sat for a while before entering the bathroom, he was about to take a bath, suddenly remembered that he didn't take a bathrobe, and subconsciously raised his voice: "Palace reporter, bring my bathrobe in......"

No one answered, L.A. The palace reporter ran away from home tonight, how could she possibly help her get any yukata?

I don't know if this woman ran to Mi Xiaojia's kennel to squeeze for another night, and if she would occasionally think of his husband......

He remembered that in the resort, the palace reporter was very cute when he was sick, especially when she suddenly called him husband, the voice was so good that he was to death, and he had a feeling of flattering at that time.

Why did he miss her so much when Gong Ji was not at home?

Luo Cheng sat on the edge of the bed, thinking of all kinds of interesting things after encountering Gong Ji, and he didn't realize that time had passed. The dim light softened his grim face, his soft eyes......

The palace concubine walked all the way forward, and when she stopped, she found herself near the Yun family's villa. She looked in the direction of the villa from afar, knowing that there was a dearest relative in the villa, and she suddenly felt that she was not so alone.

She was still afraid in her heart, afraid that Yun Kexin would really poison her mother. Even with a voice recorder in hand, she still cared. If she divorced Los Angeles and fulfilled Yun Kexin, would her mother be safer?

Gong Ji didn't know how long she had been standing in the dark, and finally she dialed Mi Xiaojia's phone.

"Can you, a dead woman, quarrel with me a little later? You can't fight or not, you will quarrel with me as soon as I fall asleep, do you have clairvoyance?!" Mi Xiaojia got up angry, and his voice was so loud that he almost lifted the roof.

After waiting for Gong Ji's response for a long time, Mi Xiaojia's sleepiness gradually faded, and she asked uncertainly: "Hey, are you okay?" There was still no Gong Ji's voice on the other end of the phone, Mi Xiaojia's heart sank, and suddenly her eyes turned red: "Are you crying?"

Did that woman be abandoned? Did you call her in the middle of the night just to cry to her?

Gong Ji didn't make a sound, hung up the phone, and silently wiped away her unstoppable tears.

The moment she heard Mi Xiaojia's voice, she suddenly realized that the person she could find was not her biological mother, nor her husband who had registered with her, and this fact made her realize that she was a failure as a wife, and even more so as a daughter.

Gong Ji's mobile phone rang like a life-destroying talisman, and she finally stopped her excitement, pressed the answer button, and said with a smile: "Xiaojia, you must have owed me a lot in your last life." Starting tonight, I'm going to rely on you to keep going. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you, as long as you don't cry anymore, I have no opinion on relying on me for the rest of my life. Dead woman, hurry up and die with me!" Mi Xiaojia heard this, let go of the big stone in his heart, and was almost scared to death by this woman just now.