Big Shot’s Reincarnation Sweeps the World

   Chapter 1115 Showdown with Yi Juncheng

   She can already be 80 to 90% sure, so she numbered her pulse.

   Well, ten percent.

   She texted Yi Juncheng.

  --is it time for you to "live"?

   A certain master didn't have enough fun, so he replied, "Xiao's payment hasn't finished yet. Yang Yang, what's the matter?"

  Sheng Yang didn't reply anymore, she began to think carefully about how to tell Yi Juncheng about this, and she was also speculating about the various reactions he would have.

  **

   The next day, the research institute——

   Zhou Feiyang was wearing a white coat with a book in between, and met Sheng Yang head-on.

   Obviously didn't want to look at her, but his eyes were drawn to her involuntarily.

  Yi Juncheng has been dead for a long time, but this one is more and more moisturizing, with red lips and white teeth, and a pink face like peach blossoms.

   She really is a cold-hearted and ruthless woman, thanks to the hall master who treated her so well before.

   Zhou Feiyang squinted at her and tutted softly.

  If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't communicate with the dead, she would really like to take a picture and show it to him and ask him if he regretted choosing Sheng Yang instead of himself!

   Sensing that someone was looking at him, Sheng Yang also looked back, only to have a look, his stomach suddenly felt sour and nauseated.

   She also considers herself to be a very patient person, but this feeling is really out of control.

   Seeing this, she hurried forward abruptly.

   Maybe because Sheng Yang is not an ordinary person, even her reaction was ten times more violent than an ordinary person.

   Zhou Feiyang raised his eyebrows. As a medical staff, he was no stranger to Sheng Yang's reaction. He was about to vomit.

  Heh, is this Sheng Yang's inferior technique to stimulate her?

childish!

   However, once, twice, three times... It's a coincidence, it's usually not such a coincidence, but she met Sheng Yang five times today, and every time Sheng Yang saw her, she had a disgusting expression on her face.

   For the last time, Zhou Feiyang finally couldn't bear it anymore, her irritability made her face unable to keep calm, "Sheng Yang, don't deceive people too much!"

  Sheng Yang felt nauseous as soon as she heard her words, covered her mouth, and her face turned bad instantly.

   It's not that she has a problem with Zhou Feiyang anymore, she found out that this guy in her stomach is still a small egg, and it is clear that she can read eight characters.

If the    character does not match, it will be intimidating and make her want to vomit.

  Shengyang wanted to find a place to vomit, but Zhou Feiyang insisted on chasing him for justice, so she vomited all over Zhou Feiyang.

   Zhou Feiyang was stunned in place, and when he reacted, Sheng Yang had already left.

   "Shengyang!" Her deafening voice resounded throughout the research institute building.

  **

  Sheng Yang went back to the office. He wanted to take some medicine and press it, but then he thought that he couldn't take medicine, so he opened the drawer and put it back.

   She sighed and bowed her head.

   She doesn't seem to be ready yet.

  She sent another message to Yi Juncheng, "Yi Juncheng, come to my office, let's chat."

   - Let's chat.

   When Yi Juncheng saw his wife's serious tone, he immediately pursed his lips, plus she was not quite right this morning, "Okay."

   He immediately rushed towards her without stopping.

   Recently, his identity is the special professor of Xinlai Research Institute, Yuchi, gentle and elegant, and handsome.

   Walking along the road, I don't know how many people greeted him, he nodded, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

   Everyone said that this Professor Yu looked easy to get along with, but in fact he was not easy to approach at all.

  However, why does his pace look a little impatient today?

  Did something happen?

   Yuchi knocked on the door.

   "Come in." The female voice came from inside, a little weaker than usual.

   He looked tight, pushed the door and walked in.

   (end of this chapter)