After the Groom Ran Off, I Convinced a Military Commander to Marry Me

Chapter 15: What the **** is the name of the host?



  Chapter 15 What the **** is the name of the male host?

  The Su family runs a restaurant, and the Huo family specializes in transportation. In the interstellar era, fresh fruits and vegetables are very rare.

  But the Huo family has a network and can help the Su family get a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables, and the Su family is also a big customer, and the two benefit from each other.

  The relationship between the two families has been very close for so many years, and this is also the reason.

  But now, the two families who are very close have a rift because of the marriage of the two juniors.

  Su Wan thought about it, but still connected to Huo Yichang's communication.

  As soon as the other party connected, he asked her in a bad tone, "Xiao Wan, why did you marry someone else?"

  Su Wan smiled, "Huo Yichang, if I don't marry someone else, I will be married to a random man. If you let me go, what right do you have to question me?"

Huo Yichang seemed to have a lot of emotional ups and downs. After a while, he said in a suppressed way: "I have my own difficulties, and I can't just ignore death. Forget it, it's my fault for not coming back in time. Xiaowan, you and Divorce that man, I don't dislike you."

  Su Wan was shocked.

  This man has such a big face!

  Su Wan: "Why don't you ask, do I dislike you or not?"

  Huo Yichang was a little puzzled. He always thought that the relationship between the two was very good, so he took it for granted, "You called that person yesterday for help, right?"

  Su Wan didn't answer him, and it was impossible to reveal the identity of Ah Jue.

  She suddenly asked another thing: "Where's Suman?"

   "Xiaoman went back to the third district with me this morning. Xiaowan, let me go find you now. I will accompany you to divorce that man, and then we will get married."

   "Fuck you! You want to get married and find Suman! Okay, don't you want to talk about the Su's restaurant? If you don't, then hang up!"

  Su Wan hung up directly.

  She used to think that Huo Yichang and Su Man were keeping secrets. If these two people really love each other, she would really bless them.

   After all, a scumbag and green tea are a perfect match.

   But who would have thought that Huo Yichang would come to disgust her!

   Really enough!

   At this moment, the light brain beeped, and it rang again.

Su Wan was furious, and immediately scolded: "Huo Yichang, are you ashamed? You let me go because of Suman, and now you come to marry me again. What do you mean? Why, you still want to hug me from the left to the right?" , married both of our sisters?"

   "Who wants to hug left and right?"

  Hearing the cold and deep voice on the other end of the optical brain communication, Su Wan was taken aback for a moment!

   This voice is a bit familiar, but not familiar!

  She quickly looked at the optical brain, and the name displayed on it was: Gu Jue?

  Su Wan:! ! ! !

   "Su Wan?"

   "Here!" This answer was really a conditioned reflex, and Su Wan regretted it after saying it.

  But after thinking about it, I have already done something more regretful to Gu Jue.

  So this answer is nothing.

  Let's break the jar...

  Gu Jue on the other end of the communication stopped talking. He didn't know if he was in deep thought, or he was surprised by Su Wan's answer.

Su Wan's heart was broken, and she said directly: "Commander Gu, I'm sorry, I was anxious to find someone to marry last night, so I did that. If you don't like it, we can go for a divorce right away, and I can too. Make it up to you, as for your bipolar period..."

   "Beep beep beep beep."

  Su Wan: "..."

  Chinao Xiaobai said thoughtfully: "Master, the male master has hung up the communication."

  Su Wan was expressionless: "I know! Also, what the **** is the name of the host?"

  

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