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Chapter four hundred and sixty first

An Chaomu's eyes were slightly surprised, and she glanced at Ji Ruoyu. She originally thought that Ji Ruoyu would not speak out. After all, in her opinion, Ji Ruoyu's temperament was too calm and gentle, and he would not speak deliberately like this under normal circumstances.

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But she still said it, and she said it so euphemistically, but the meaning was very direct, as if it was a paradox, but it really felt like this.

So why did she and Lu Qingfan know how to play language arts after being together for a long time? An Chaomu only felt that Ji Ruoyu's words just now hit the nail on the head.

He directly showed Lu Qingfan out.

Once Lu Qingfan laid it out, anything Zuo Shuangshuang said was redundant. Especially when Ji Ruoyu's words were "written with one hand" and "written by one's own hand". They were all needles pierced directly one by one.

An Chaomu was fully aware of the whole process. Lu Qingfan had been busy these days, firstly arranging the housewarming party, and secondly investigating the matter of the child Zuo Shuangshuang.

So An Chaomu thought that it was impossible for a woman as smart as Zuo Shuangshuang not to know that Lu Qingfan must have found something.

How was she going to admit the fact that she had completely failed? An Chaomu couldn't help but think like this.

After listening to Ji Ruoyu's words, Zuo Shuangshuang was not angry. Instead, the expression on her face melted away from the previous stiffness, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, "Yes, you can tell at a glance that it was written by him."

, the handwriting hasn’t changed much over the years. When he wrote me letters, when he copied my notes, and later when he helped me write my medical records, he used this font. Even he himself said that he wrote my name better than

His own name is even more beautiful. It seems that nothing has changed after so many years. It seems that some things, no matter how many years have passed, you think have changed, but in fact they have not."

An Chaomu felt so helpless. The two women were stabbing each other so softly. She was really speechless when she was caught in the middle.

Now that Lu Qingfan has been dealt with.

So one is showing off now and the other is showing off in the past. The two women are showing off like this, but it is clear to onlookers that An Chaomu can actually see clearly that Zuo Shuangshuang cannot win, and it was already a very guilty thing to show off before.

Is there anyone in this world who doesn't know that memories are meant to be memorialized. Only what we have now is meant to be cherished.

Ji Ruoyu really didn't like this, she had never liked it, so if she really had a disagreement with someone, she would just stay silent and treat them coldly, not saying much.

But this Zuo Shuangshuang really made her feel that there was too much dissatisfaction in her heart, so once people have emotions that they cannot calm down, the attitude they are used to dealing with will be changed.

After Ji Ruoyu heard Zuo Shuangshuang's words, she didn't say anything immediately, but her fingers seemed to unconsciously fiddle with the set of engagement rings and wedding rings on the ring finger of her left hand.

Just such a small movement was enough to sting Zuo Shuangshuang's eyes, at least that's what Ji Ruoyu thought. Even if it didn't sting her enough, it would at least make her feel uncomfortable.

It's enough to make her feel uncomfortable.

Ji Ruoyu thought, how many times had Zuo Shuangshuang made her feel uncomfortable? It was about time she felt uncomfortable.

So while she was fiddling with her ring, she uttered a rhetorical question seemingly unintentionally and nonchalantly, "Oh? Nothing has changed? I don't think so."

If nothing had changed, why would she, Zuo Shuangshuang, bring a child over? It was obvious that she wanted to trip her up. This child looked so similar to Lu Qingfan. Ji Ruoyu felt that not to mention herself, even if it was Lu Qingfan

If Fan comes over, even if the Lu family comes over, if there is no adoption document or some DNA or something like that, think about the previous relationship between Lu Qingfan and Zuo Shuangshuang, the age of the child, and her pregnancy at that time.

The most important thing is this baby's face. If it is said to be Lu Qingfan's, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

This behavior made Ji Ruoyu angry just thinking about it. Otherwise, she would not have started playing language art with Zuo Shuangshuang so uncharacteristically.

An Chaomu thought that maybe she should say something. She was worried that if this continued, the smell of gunpowder would get stronger and stronger. If these two women really started to fight, which one should she help?

But before she could speak, she heard an evil male voice, "You walked really fast, I paid for the bill and you were nowhere to be seen."

An Chaomu opened his mouth, but what he originally wanted to say was instantly silenced. Looking at the person coming, he couldn't help but frown. Ji Ruoyu's brows had also quickly wrinkled as she looked at the man who was walking over.

Mo Zhongfei. He is still like that, well-dressed and neatly dressed, with a unique temperament, that kind of handsomeness with a bit of evil flavor, which is the same as Lu Qingfan's indifference, Lu Feifan's stability, and his words.

The feeling of being clear and clear is different from Chen's. It's a feeling that can't be said to be positive, nor can it be considered completely negative.

It's just that his temperament, his evil smile, and his voice always make people feel bewitched involuntarily.

And he was holding paper bags one after another in his hands. The colorful paper bags had the logos of children's clothing brands printed on them. The wallet was just twisted between his fingers. Then Mo Zhongfei saw An Chaomu and Ji Ruoyu.

His eyes only paused for a moment, and then he laughed. The smile on his face was evil, with one corner of his lips slightly raised, his slender eyes slightly narrowed, and then he said evilly, "Auntie, how are you doing recently?

Right? Speaking of which, we haven’t seen each other for many years, right?”

It's true that they haven't seen each other for many years, but An Chaomu gritted his teeth after hearing what he said.

"Yeah, long time no see... How come you forgot my nickname after I haven't seen you for so long?" An Chaomu almost squeezed out this sentence through her teeth, because the incident between her and Qi Chuan first started.

When she got up, it was because her aunt came to visit and Qi Chuan went to buy sanitary napkins for herself, so this matter suddenly spread in the school, and the nickname of An Chaomu, her aunt, also became known.

That's how it spread.

Mo Zhongfei smiled, shrugged his shoulders slightly, raised his eyebrows, and did not answer her, but looked at Ji Ruoyu, "Hey, we meet again, um... Mrs. Lu?"

At this point, before Ji Ruoyu could nod, he turned to look at Zuo Shuangshuang, and said in a mocking and serious tone, "Speaking of which, when we were in school, others also called you this teasingly, right? Shuangshuang,

I'll just say thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Well, if you think about it, it's almost the same as you said goodbye to Mrs. Lu...it's been two years, right?"

What he said was so straightforward that An Chaomu's temples began to swell and hurt, and he thought to himself, okay, here comes another one who is not too messy.

After Ji Ruoyu heard Mo Zhongfei's words, he pursed his lips slightly, raised his eyebrows, and thought to himself, okay, now it looks like a helper has come, right?
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