Looking at her busy figure, he was charming and picking his lips.
I miss her little wife very much...
However, when he thought that there were still many things that had not been resolved, the smile on the corner of his mouth solidified again, and his slender fingers naturally played with the black phone. After a minute, he flipped through the phone book and decisively pressed Mu Qiaoyi's number.
When Mu Qiaoyi saw the caller ID, she didn't believe her eyes at all. She immediately picked up her phone and said something sharply, "You can't have failed Mo Xiaoran, and you want to ask me for help, right?"
Her brother really doesn't understand any romantic and sweet words. If he fails to pursue a girl, it is understandable.
But if she helped so much and Huang Xiaojue messed up the matter for her... she really had no choice. She had never experienced emotional matters and didn't know much at all!
"Mu Qiaoyi, what did you do yesterday, let me be honest about it."
Unexpectedly, the other end of the phone had a gloomy magnetic sound, majestic and domineering.
"...Uh, brother, don't..." Don't talk to her in this tone...
So serious...!
"Don't talk to me!"
"..." Mu Qiaoyi's lips twitched. It's really fierce. She racked her brains to match him and Xiaoran... I'm so kind to repay the grudge...
"Okay, okay, I'll just tell you..." Mu Qiaoyi deliberately looked very aggrieved, "I just took a photo of you kissing Xiaoran... and sent it to An Ran in your email...
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She is helping Xiaoran’s sister-in-law drive away the mistress, okay?
This is an act of justice!
"Send it to An Ran?" He raised his eyebrows, and there was a slight surprise in his tone.
"Or who else will I send it to?" Mu Qiaoyi snorted angrily.
A ray of light flashed through his brown eyes. Within a few seconds, Huang Xiaojue quickly sorted out the general process of the matter.
It seems that the person who caused trouble in the end is still Anran...
He was very curious about who An Ran was, who was so confused about the British royal family.
Huang Xiaojue smiled coldly, and Mu Qiaoyi on the other end of the phone inexplicably felt a chilling breath, "Brother...what are you?"
It seems... something is wrong...
With Mu Qiaoyi's rich experience of getting along with Huang Xiaojue for nearly seventeen years, her wife understood his temperament. When a person really stepped on his limit and really angered him, his strong temperament was
It will become cold and will be naturally terrifying.
Compared to his real anger, his usual temper towards her was just something he played with.
Huang Xiaojue curled his lips gently, ignoring Mu Qiaoyi's problem, and his tone was rare, "The photos were posted well." Well, it's true that sometimes it's very convenient to have a sister.
He rarely speaks in such a nice tone. Mu Qiaoyi just thought about it and the phone actually hung up!
Thank her for her sincerity!
Mu Qiaoyi murmured and threw down her cell phone.
On the other side, Huang Xiaojue had already stepped on his long legs and came to the kitchen. He reached out from behind Mo Xiaoran and hugged her.