[Sweet girl with a different appearance*Vicious tongue and mixed blood money printing machine]
Qi Ling was fired from Chuan Bookstore because of repeated failures in tasks, and was randomly assigned a book that he had once worn.
On New Year's Eve, Qi Ling received a WeChat message.
"With a monthly salary of 300,000 yuan, you can pretend to be my girlfriend and accompany me back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year."
Comes with location map.
Qi Ling glanced casually. Boy, across the Pacific.
Are you trying to trick her into landing in Gotham and invite her to dance a double joker?
Qi Ling didn't even think about it and directly blocked this corpse in the address book without any notes.
Unexpectedly, half an hour later, a voice reminder popped up on the phone
- "pay, pay, treasure, arrive, account, 300000"
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Qi Ling has an enviable male (old) friend (boss) - black hair, blue eyes, nine inches.
One day half a year later, Di Mi asked Qi Ling to go to a cafe.
She threw a stack of photos in front of Qi Ling.
The man in the photo has black hair and blue eyes, with a young woman next to him, and his pregnant belly is slightly swollen.
Dimi's face was full of contempt: "Franklyn is like this, why don't you break up with him?"
Qi Ling only took one look and then looked away: "What? He just cheated, not bankrupt."
What she was doing was getting paid to work!
Qi Ling opened her phone and immediately sent a thoughtful message to the pinned contact.
Zero Zero Seven: "Do I need to take the one-month-old nanny certificate?"
Franklyn: "?"
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When Qi Ling helped Franklyn clean up her room, she discovered a secret.
The reason why she was hired with a high salary was because from beginning to end, Franklyn treated her as a stand-in.
If he was willing to cosplay, how could Qi Ling lose his position at Chuan Bookstore?
She quickly withdrew and ended the employment unilaterally.
Under the double blow of unemployment and lovelorn, Qi Ling got drunk.
When I woke up the next day, I found myself in a foreign castle.
His hands were chained to the head of the bed, and his pair of blue eyes were filled with dark and moist mist.
"How could you leave me, twice."
[Sc, 1v1, he]
Mission: Where there is a will, there is a way