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Chapter 81

Chapter 81

She played with her two daughters with building blocks for a while and played parent-child games. When it was close to three o'clock, the two guys finally fell asleep.

She gently covered them with a thin blanket, raised the temperature of the air conditioner by one degree, and then walked out quietly.

When she came to the guest room, she took out her phone and prepared to ask Li Mingcheng to come over and collect the things used by the second and third masters for a paternity test.

However, just when she was about to make a call, she discovered that the sportswear she had changed out of was missing. The sealed bag in the sportswear pocket was also missing.

She ran out in a hurry and met the aunt in charge of cleaning the Lu family in the corridor: "Have you seen the sportswear on my bed?"

Auntie shook her head.

"Then did you see someone enter my room?"

The aunt thought for a while: "Miss Ye seemed to have gone in ten minutes ago. When she came out, she had a set of sportswear and said she wanted to wash it for you?"

Ye Lanxi, it's her again, what exactly does she want to do?

Mo Xiaodie rushed directly to the third floor.

The door to Ye Lanxi's room was ajar. She was putting on makeup and seemed ready to go out.

Mo Xiaodie kicked the door open with one kick. The huge movement alarmed Ye Lanxi. She turned around and said, "Mo Xiaodie, have you taken the gunpowder? Are you so angry?"

Mo Xiaodie stepped forward and grabbed her wrist: "Where's my sportswear!"

"Sports clothes? What sports clothes?" Ye Lanxi pretended to be innocent again.

"Stop pretending, where is that blue sweatshirt on the bed in my room?"

"Oh——, you're talking about that blue sportswear! It's so dirty and smells like sweat. I've already taken it to the cleaning lady to wash it!"

"Washed? Where are the things in my pocket?"

"Things? Are you talking about the paper towels and spoons in the sealed bag? They have been thrown away."

"Throw it away? Where did it go?" Mo Xiaodie gritted her teeth angrily.

"Of course the garbage is thrown into the trash can. However, the sanitation truck from the property management passed by just now, and all the garbage in the Lu family has been taken away by the sanitation truck."

She had long seen that the things in the sealed bag were very important to Mo Xiaodie, the hair, the spoon. Could it be that Mo Xiaodie had found her son and needed a paternity test?

At the last Xingyue Home Improvement dinner party, Mo Xiaodie dared to plot against her and make her look embarrassed in front of everyone. She insisted on throwing these things into the trash can so that she would never find her son.

"Ye Lanxi, who gave you the courage to touch my things?"

Mo Xiaodie used a force on her wrist to twist Ye Lanxi's arm, and she forced Ye Lanxi's head against the wall.

"Mo Xiaodie, let go, it hurts!" Ye Lanxi's face turned pale in pain.

"It hurts? You also know it hurts. When you sold all my children to Aunt Mei, have you ever thought about how much it hurts me?"

As the strength of her hands deepened, Ye Lanxi began to sweat on her painful head: "Mo Xiaodie, I am pregnant with the flesh and blood of the Second Young Master. If anything goes wrong, the Second Young Master will not spare you."

"Second Young Master Lu? Who is he? I, Mo Xiaodie, am not afraid of him."

"Mo Xiaodie, don't you want to find children anymore?" Ye Lanxi rolled her eyes and said suddenly.

Mo Xiaodie's hand relaxed a little: "What do you mean by this?"

"Let go and I will tell you."

Mo Xiaodie let her go reluctantly: "Say"

Ye Lanxi took a step back and rubbed her sore wrist: "Isn't it just some garbage? Why are you so angry? Is it possible that you have a weird habit of collecting garbage?"

Thinking of what Ye Lanxi had thrown away, Mo Xiaodie couldn't help but step forward. This time she directly grabbed Ye Lanxi's neck: "Don't play tricks, tell the truth."

"Why, you dare to strangle me to death if I don't tell you?" Ye Lanxi provoked without fear of death.


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