After Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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City B.

28A, Tower 1, Fairview Garden.

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath, his eyes fell on the security door in front of him, and he rang the doorbell.

She doesn't have much time, and the broken sky mirror can only support about three hours, that is, about six hours, a quarter of a day. During this time, she wanted to find Jiang Yanji herself, persuade her, and take her back to that world together.

It took her an hour to find out the author of "Beautiful Wife and Sweet Pet: Han Wang's Ninety-Nine Runaway Wife", whose real name is Jiang Yan, who lives here.

San Yuan was still a little nervous even though he had spoken on the phone beforehand.

She moved her limp arm, trying her best to look refreshed.

The heavy security door was quickly pulled open from the inside.

A woman with curly hair and slippers appeared lazily behind the door, and the moment she saw Sang Yuanyuan's appearance, a toothbrush fell from her mouth.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." speechless.

"Damn it, it's really the actress Sang Yuanyuan! Husband!" The woman turned back and shouted into the room, "I've come to see the big star! The big star Emma looks good without makeup!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Speechless X2.

wait, husband? Does she have a husband? Forget it, it's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married.

A gentle man with eyes appeared behind Jiang Yan.

He smiled gently and said, "Please come in and talk, don't bother with Xiaoyan, she has such a temperament."

San was stunned.

Jiang Yan grabbed the man's hand: "This is Sang Yuanyuan! A big star! Husband, are you not excited at all!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

It's not easy to get into a mother-in-law's house.

"Ah!" I saw Jiang Yan suddenly jumped up, "Wait, Sang Yuanyuan, you're not here to trouble me, are you? I have to explain in advance that when I wrote about King Han's favorite wife, you weren't popular yet. I didn't rub your heat! I didn't plan to touch porcelain or anything!"

"Yes, yes, I understand." Sang Yuanyuan sighed, "Go in and talk."

In Jiang Yan's book, the first sentence at the beginning was "Sang Yuanyuan is dead", no wonder she was nervous.

The man wearing glasses took his wife aside, invited Sang Yuanyuan to enter the door, and made tea for her.

The action is gentle, and the body is full of thick bookish air.

He introduced himself: "My surname is Ming, and I work in University A. Jiang Yan is not good at socializing, and I am responsible for cooperation matters."

"Hello, Mr. Ming." As soon as the words came out, Sang Yuanyuan was stunned and took a breath of cold air unconsciously.

Mr. Ming? !

Mr. Ming! !

She looked at this gentle and handsome man in horror.

No, the Mr. Ming she thought was right?

Jiang Yan reached out a hand and waved twice in front of Sang Yuanyuan: "Big star, this is a married man!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, sorry!" Sang Yuanyuan hurriedly looked away, and was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

Mr. Ming sighed dotingly: "Xiaoyan, Miss Sang is just a junior."

"Hey!" Jiang Yan said, "How old a man is, he likes a twenty-year-old woman!"

Sang Yuanyuan returned to his senses and explained, "Actually, I have a partner, and I love him very much."

Jiang Yan screamed again: "Oh my God, what kind of gossip is this!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

The words You Wuming once said suddenly appeared in her mind - Ming's temperament is too indifferent, and being with Jiang Yanji has so much meaning.

"Xiaoyan!" Mr. Ming was helpless and doting, "Miss Sang is here today, and she must have something important to talk about. Miss Sang, Jiang Yan's work has been entrusted to me to represent you, please tell me anything. "

Facing such a modest gentleman, Sang Yuanyuan felt a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ming, I want to talk to your wife about some personal emotional matters."

Mr. Ming showed a rare look of doubt on his face.

How could he not know about his wife's personal emotional affairs?

Sang Yuanyuan: "...It's a personal matter of my emotions. After seeing Mrs. Zun, I think she must be a delicate life mentor in terms of emotion..."

The gentle and polite Mr. Ming almost laughed: "Little runaway wife, running with the ball, sky-high pet?"

Jiang Yan grabbed the cuff of his shirt without any wrinkles: "Talk about it! I can talk about everything! I'm the best at emotional matters!"

It looks like he is about to sell gossip when he turns his head.

Mr. Ming looked helpless.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law finally entered the study smoothly.

"To be honest, I'm wearing a book." Sang Yuanyuan went straight to the point.

Jiang Yan slammed into the center of the carpet.

After a long while, she twisted half of her face sharply: "It won't be King Han's ninety-nine times runaway wife!"

Sang Yuanyuan sighed: "Yes."

"Fuck!" Jiang Yan climbed up with hands and feet, "I knew it was mysterious! I told you Sang Yuanyuan, that book was dreamed by me, tsk tsk, you don't know how much I hate it That dream is worry-free!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "Ah... Heroes see the same thing."

Jiang Yan smiled mysteriously: "The best thing for me is to write about the place where she abused her, abused her, abused her, can't believe it can reach 5,000 per hour!"

"No wonder

, I thief resonate. "Sang Yuanyuan held the hand of his comrade-in-arms handed over by Jiang Yan.

"Emma is wrong, didn't you just hang up at the beginning?" Jiang Yan said.

Sang Yuanyuan: "...I turned the world around with my extraordinary acting skills, and I even married You Wuming."

Jiang Yan looked at her strangely: "Then you were widowed early."

Sang Yuanyuan said: "No, I changed the plot. You Wuming and I became the final winners. Han Shaoling and Mengyouyou are dead."

Jiang Yan nodded solemnly: "That Sang Yuanyuan, I think it is necessary for us to talk about it. Your magic modification of my plot has already caused infringement, and I decided to ask you for compensation."

Sang Yuanyuan: "...You wrote the book and caused me to travel through time. I haven't asked you for a mental damage fee!"

"You're not bad for money. How can such a freshman star still be short of money? I'm so embarrassed to ask me for money." Jiang Yan muttered.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

She seems to already know whose genes You Wuming has inherited.

Sang Yuanyuan took a long sigh and said, "The information between the two of us is not equal now, and it's a little difficult to chat. Otherwise, let me tell you the information I have first, and see if you have anything to add."

So Sang Yuanyuan started from the beginning of her time-travel. She talked about how she and You Wuming destroyed the Temple of Heaven base camp, discovered the secret of Ming, and the 'future' that was changed twice by the Temple of Heaven after Datianyanshu checked the fortune. There are two women who are forced to go through another world - Jiang Yanji and Sang Yuanyuan.

For a whole afternoon, Sang Yuan's mouth was dry, and he finally finished the long story.

Jiang Yan is worthy of being a person who writes online articles, and he immediately grasped the point: "No, why don't you even have a second male lead in this story? Ah? Isn't it like that there is no infatuated second male next to the heroine? Also, your male There are no twists and turns in the relationship between the main heroine and the heroine. Why do you hang the readers to look back? Also, don't you slap your face? Oh, who still plays with feelings in this age? , or else I can't have a good meal and I'll tell you!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." My heart is so tired.

"I can eat with my face, I don't need to write." Sang Yuanyuan struck back with a critical strike.

Jiang Yan: "...Really, I don't have any guilt for writing you to death in the last bit, really."

"..."

Sang Yuanyuan eased his emotions: "So I'll tell you now, in the story just now, the Jiang Yanji who was replaced by the first great art against the universe is you, and now I can take you back to the world in the book. , you must not believe it?"

"Hahaha, are you saying that I gave birth to a lifeless life? Hahaha, you are going to laugh at me to death!"

"Yes." Sang Yuanyuan nodded tiredly, "In a sense, you are my mother-in-law now."

Jiang Yan's mouth twitched violently.

After a long while, her dark eyes slowly turned around a few times, and when she came closer, she said mysteriously, "What, you said that you will go back to the book soon, right? Then you go, this money You can't take it away, can you, since you said I'm your mother-in-law, otherwise..."

Sang Yuanyuan: "...you don't believe it."

"Believe—" Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows, her voice so loud, "Why don't you believe me! Oh, daughter-in-law, are you hungry since you just came back from time travel? Do you want to try the dishes from your hometown? I'll let your father-in-law cook it for you. Home cooking, guaranteed to suit your taste!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "...So you won't go with me, will you?"

Jiang Yan tried very hard to keep her eyes from looking at an idiot: "Ah, your father-in-law and mother-in-law are old and frail, so it's not easy to travel through the toss, stay here and watch your home for you, you and your son. It's okay to come back to play often."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Very good, here is also very smooth.

She suddenly felt that You Wuming might not want to recognize this mother.

"Then," Sang Yuanyuan considered the words for a while, "You don't plan to take Jiang Yanji's body, do you? Then let's kill it?"

"Kill kill kill," Jiang Yan said, "The money is in place, you can do whatever you like, ah, whatever you want, you can do it, I have no opinion, no opinion at all!"

Sang Yuanyuan nodded lightly.

"You and Mr. Ming must be very happy, right?"

"Wait!" Jiang Yan stared at her vigilantly, "Don't you just see my husband is handsome and think it's useless to pry my corner, so you make up stories for me on the spot and whoring my son?!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "!!!"

Who will teach her how to get along with this wonderful mother-in-law!

"Forget it," Sang Yuanyuan shook his hand, "Since you forgot about those things and you are living well now, there is no need to go back."

"It's not very good either," Jiang Yan smiled slyly, "The money is not enough."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." I'm really sorry, when she slipped out of the hospital, she had already donated the money to the disaster area.

Thousands of lights were gradually lit outside the window.

Sang Yuan couldn't help but walk to the floor-to-ceiling window and take a look.

"It's almost time for me." She turned around and looked at Jiang Yan, "I want to ask you something, if you and Mr. Ming have a son in the future, what name are you going to name?"

She was immortal, and before she could have her own name, she was killed by the vicious time-travel girl in her mother's skin.

Sang Yuanyuan occasionally thinks, if he grows up safely, what kind of name will Mr. Ming and the real Jiang Yanji give him?

Looking at Jiang Yan in front of him, Sang Yuanyuan completely dismissed the idea of ​​taking her to another world. That would be so cruel.

Just bring a name back to You Wuming as a souvenir

Bar.

Jiang Yan blinked: "This, we really talked."

San looked at her expectantly from a distance.

"Actually, I thought of a unisex one." Jiang Yan smiled, "Celebrities. Both male and female celebrities are OK! Why are they called celebrities? Of course, it's because celebrities can make money! Look at how rich you are. Your father-in-law and mother-in-law are living a rough life."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

It's better to let this ghost name rot in her stomach.

She took a breath: "I'm very happy chatting with you today, get ready, don't be afraid, I'm going to disappear in front of you with a 'swish'."

The voice has fallen, and the person has disappeared with a 'swish'.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

During the journey, Sang Yuan Yuan could vaguely hear the voice of her mother-in-law.

...

After Sang Yuanyuan's figure completely disappeared, the panic on Jiang Yan's face also melted quickly like ice cubes under the scorching sun.

"My 'amnesia' may be the best outcome for everyone." Jiang Yan hooked her little finger, tickling the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I am also a woman who can rely on acting skills... I'm sorry son, I managed to find your father, so I won't go to see you, you can definitely understand grandma's howl~"

After a long while, she madly opened the door, and a fierce man plunged into Mr. Ming's arms—

"Husband! She's a ghost, husband! She disappeared in a flash and scared my husband to death!!!"

The author has something to say: It made me cry and laugh. really weird.

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