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Mu Wenjia looked at the logo of the luxury car and frowned slightly. It turned out to be a five million luxury car. In addition to Mu Xin's two to three million luxury car, this sponsor seemed to be quite wealthy. .
??Looking at the side profile of a middle-aged man, the lines are tight and the outlines are clear. Even though he has entered middle age, he looks calm. Even in the photo, you can see his calm and cultivated temperament.
Mu Wenjia snorted disdainfully, no matter how rich or good-looking a man is, he is still three!
She left the bathroom, lay back on the hospital bed, looked at Logan, and said worriedly: "Mom, is it okay to go home alone so late?"
"It's okay, she always does this." Tang Wan was used to it.
Mu Wenjia snorted slightly and looked at Tang Wan who was about to speak, but her face was obviously worried.
Seeing her like this, Logan asked, "What's wrong?"
Mu Wenjia's face was full of worry, "I was watching Xinxin on the phone before, and I overheard something. She seemed to be quarreling with someone. I was wondering if she was quarreling with her friends. It's so late, she would definitely disturb her friends, and she She is very strong and will not apologize. I am worried that she will be misunderstood and scolded."
Logan couldn't help but frowned worriedly.
Mu Xin moved out of Mu¡¯s house half a year ago and lived with her friends. They all knew it, but they still didn¡¯t know which friend of hers it was.
Mu Wenjia sighed worriedly again, "It's a pity that I don't know who Xinxin's friend is, otherwise I could have made a phone call to help explain."
After her reminder, Logan immediately thought of his mobile phone, "Xinxin just borrowed my phone number from me. I'll call back and explain."
As she said that, she took the phone and clicked on the call history. She was shocked when she saw dozens of phone calls.
Mu Xin has always been the only one who made so many phone calls and she didn't answer them. How could anyone have ever been called by her so many times?
It seems the problem is huge.
Logan Wan was worried that her daughter would be misunderstood, so she quickly called her.
Mu Wenjia looked at it, narrowing his eyes and smiling softly.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If it was her mother who broke the news of Mu Xin's sex, it would be very lively, right?
As soon as Mu Xin got in the car, she saw Xiang Xiuhan sitting in the back seat, like an iceberg, or a big iceberg shrouded in a cold air, and she was silently thinking about how to smooth the hair of the big devil, but his cell phone rang.
Xiang Xiuhan glanced at his phone, looked at Mu Xin, and frowned.
Mu Xin glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, her heart almost jumped out of her chest, she reached out and grabbed the phone, thinking that it was not her phone, she was so scared that she stuffed it back into Xiuhan's hand.
"My mother! My mother!"
Xiang Xiuhan paused his hand and looked down at his phone. He instantly felt that the phone was very hot to his hands, and his stern face looked vaguely panicked.
"I told my mother that we live with friends, so you just" Mu Xin thought for a moment and said, "You just act as my roommate's boyfriend."
After saying that, he was still afraid that Xiang Xiuhan would disagree, so he clasped his hands and begged, "Please, please."
Xiang Xiuhan glanced at her with dark eyes, and with her panicked request, he slid over to answer.
Mu Xin looked at Xiang Xiuhan nervously and saw that he was tensing up, with his Adam's apple rolling, and his expression was stern and serious, as if he was facing some severe test?
Answer the phone, why does he look a little nervous?
Xiang Xiuhan looked straight ahead, straightened his body, and then slowly said, "Hello, auntie."
Mu Xin frowned upon hearing this, where was the cold voice of the Great Demon King? It's a bit stiff and strange to be so deliberately gentle. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com