Are You Not Satisfied That I Am Your Wife? 2

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"Oh my god, sister, this is the first time I see your husband in person. He is so handsome! He is far better than Xu Wenhao, okay?" After leaving the hot pot restaurant, Wan Linlin grabbed Lin Zhuo's arm and shook it wildly.

With those long legs, the inverted triangle figure and the handsome face, Wan Linlin really wanted to say to Xu Wenhao: It's not impossible to find someone else to take the male lead's position.

"A villain who can rival the male protagonist must be presentable." Although this man's appearance is very different from the impression she had of her cheap husband.

Lin Zhuo couldn't help but wonder if Yu Jingli had ulterior motives in every world.

"Don't lie to me. I remember very clearly that there is no comparison between Duan Yunqi and Xu Wenhao as described by the author." Wan Linlin's eyes lit up: "Come on, Xu Wenhao is just a younger brother in front of him."

"Let's not talk about this for now. What did you shout at me just now?"

Wan Linlin said seriously: "Sister, you and I are the same, it's appropriate to call each other sisters!"

"..." Okay, okay, he was speechless.

Lin Zhuo talked a lot and finally said helplessly that as long as Wan Linlin was happy.

Then Lin Zhuo asked her if she had a place to live. After all, Lin Zhuo still remembered that she said the windows of her house were leaking. After taking the breakup fee given by Xu Wenhao's mother, she definitely could not live with Xu Wenhao anymore.

Wan Linlin patted her pockets and said that she would stay in a hotel for the next two days and then look for a house after two days.

Seeing that she had made arrangements for herself, Lin Zhuo didn't say anything. After accompanying her to find a reliable hotel to stay in, Lin Zhuo took a taxi back to his residence.

Duan Yunqi had not returned yet when Lin Zhuo got home. After answering Uncle Tian that he did not eat desserts, Lin Zhuo took a comfortable bath and then lay down on the bed.

Not to mention, he was already a little tired after just one day in this world, so now was a good time to take a nap.

At this time, Lin Zhuo was sincerely grateful for the setting of this world. Duan Yunqi was a chaste man and even gave the master bedroom to him, while he himself rested in the guest bedroom.

Because for Duan Yunqi, it didn't matter where he rested, he was not picky; at the same time, he understood that he had to be nicer to his wife, so he gave the master bedroom to Lin Zhuo.

Fortunately, we slept in separate rooms, otherwise Duan Yunqi would have woken me up when he came back.

After saying good night to 0617, Lin Zhuo fell into a sweet dream.

When Duan Yunqi came back, looking tired and smelling like hot pot, Uncle Tian just went to greet him when he heard Duan Yunqi ask, "where is he?"

Uncle Tian was stunned for a moment, then he reacted: "Xiaozhuo? He's already asleep."

"Xiaozhuo?" Duan Yunqi muttered.

It's no wonder that Duan Yunqi was a little surprised. After all, the way Lin Zhuo asked Uncle Tian to call him Madam when she just came in was something Duan Yunqi could never forget.

"He asked you to scream like that?"

Uncle Tian nodded: "Xiaozhuo is a good boy."

"..."

Duan Yunqi didn't know where Uncle Tian got this filter, but he didn't want to argue. He said hello and went upstairs.

After taking a shower, Duan Yunqi wrapped in a bath towel came to the cloakroom in the master bedroom. He entered the cloakroom from another door in the corridor.

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