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Chapter 168 The son is not born yet

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    Mu Zhao¡¯s eyes trembled for a moment, ¡°No wonder, I saw two small holes on my little arms this morning.¡±

    With the life-threatening crisis lifted, a layer of softness spread over the whole person, and even the so-called conscience soared online.

    He said a rare thing, "Don't work too hard. I don't want to be a widow at a young age."

    Maybe it was her words, but the implication was that she was the one in his name. The man replied in a good mood: "How can I be willing to die when my son is not born yet?"

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    The two didn't chat for long before they ended the short call.

    But no one expected that after so many years, the man did not wait until their son was born (he will not die!)

    I lay on the bed quietly for a few seconds, and the phone with a black screen made the sound of receiving messages.

    Mu Zhao lazily took out his phone and clicked on the v-mail.

    It was a document sent by Jiang Rao. When I opened it, I realized that it was about the DNA testing of Su Zhengrong and Su Zhiguo.

    It¡¯s really

    Shockingly¡­

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    It¡¯s really unimaginable, how wonderful Su Zhiguo¡¯s expression would be if he knew that the garbage he had maintained for so many years was actually Jiang Meimei¡¯s cuckold for Chen Cang¡¯s cuckolding?

    Thinking about it, when the whole family was about to make a fuss over this garbage, they felt inexplicably happy for a few seconds.

    She changed her hands and sent a thanks?(?w?)?.

    On the other end, a loser from Jiang Rao came to worship~

    ¡°After all, the Su family and the Mu family are related, and Mu Zhao didn¡¯t want to make things particularly embarrassing, so he thought it would be better to handle it privately.

    She asked Shengzhuang to print out the document and anonymously courier it to Su Zhiguo¡¯s studio center.

    After giving the order, she suddenly felt that she really had a conscience

    "If she were to be a bit more evil and find a random self-media to post a soft article about the document, it would be highly likely that it would be a hot search given Su Zhiguo's prestige in the painting community.

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    The next day, Mu Zhao had just finished breakfast when a series of trumpets sounded outside Mu's residence.

    Listening to the sound, it sounds like the high standard equipment that a luxury car should have.

    She frowned, and came in from the door with Sheng Zhuang, "Young Madam, this is Mr. Mo Linyuan Mo."

    What is he here to do?

    Mu Zhao was confused for a moment, "Is there something wrong with him?"

    Shengzhuang conveyed Mo Linyuan's meaning: "I said I came to pick you up from school"

    Oh day!

    Mo Linyuan came to pick her up from school?

    ¡°What the heck, it¡¯s like a weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken. It¡¯s even weirder.

    There is a conspiracy!

    "Is Nian Nian here?"

    Shengzhuang was confused for a few seconds, and soon realized who Mu Zhao was talking about. She said, "Yes, Miss Mo is waiting for you"

    Mu Zhao looked at the schoolbag lying on the sofa. She was bored when she thought about it. She should have gone to school to relax, not to mention Nian Nian was there.

    She carried her schoolbag and slung it over her shoulder, "Then it's nothing to do with you, so don't follow me."

    Of course Shengzhuang would not be stupid enough to follow blatantly, "Okay, young lady."

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    When Mu Zhao walked out of the door with artistic retro hollow carvings, he saw a coquettish Sibel parked quietly next to the stone lion

    And at the front of the car was a handsome man who was even more handsome than Sibel.

    Wearing black clothes and black trousers, from head to toe, his temperament is clean and indifferent, with a thin and distant air.

    Mu Zhao narrowed his eyes and said sarcastically: "Hey, Uncle Mo, what play are you singing in?"

    Mo Linyuan threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, with a very calm expression, as if he was impatient: "Get in the car, don't waste my precious time."

    Mu Zhao snorted and wanted to say something back. Did I ask you to come here?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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