Master Jiu! Madam Is Dating Again!

CEO Zhao has been reborn!

She died at a comic convention in the most frustrating way possible, truly died!

The reborn CEO Zhao found the comic convention again and restarted her journe...

Chapter 261 A sixty-year-old woman, unable to play with emotions.

After thinking about all this, she started letting her imagination run wild again.

I wish she had superpowers!

If only I could turn back time to a year ago with a wave of my hand!

well--

Zhao Xiaoyue's life is so miserable!

The people around him looked at him as if he were a monster, as he slowed down.

There must be something wrong with it; one minute it's as fast as the wind, and the next it's as slow as a snail.

It's definitely possessed by a ghost.

Situ Ming frowned deeply. Something was wrong with the dogtail grass; perhaps she hadn't yet recovered from the grief of losing that driver.

A woman followed behind Zhao Xiaoyue the whole time, staring at the back of Zhao Xiaoyue's head with resentment.

This unusual behavior caught Situ Ming's attention, and he immediately got up and started running on the inner circle.

As Zhao Xiaoyue ran, she glanced to the side and saw the handsome young man running alongside her.

It has to be said, even when she's running, her looks are still so captivating.

"Hey bro, why are you running away?!"

Situ Ming: "I saw other boys running too. Look, the one in front of me is even handing out water!"

Zhao Xiaoyue expressed her helplessness, saying, "That's his boyfriend, my brother!"

"oh!"

Zhao Xiaoyue slowed down. "Oh what? Why don't you wait for me at the finish line?"

The two exchanged a glance. "Don't worry, what storms haven't I weathered? This is nothing!"

Situ Ming has reached the finish line. As soon as Zhao Xiaoyue finished speaking, she slapped her forehead and regretted it. She was still so arrogant. She needed to change this habit.

The people following behind, moving at a leisurely pace, sneered with disdain, thinking, "What trash."

Zhao Xiaoyue's ears twitched; she really wanted to ask the woman behind her, "What's so 'trash' about her? How is she 'trash'?"

With one lap left to go, Zhao Xiaoyue vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

There's one person on the left, one person on the right, and another person behind them.

What's wrong?

Do you want to make dumplings for her?

wrong!

Holy crap!