Su Mumu felt that the lunch box was a little heavier. Queen Mother Jian, could you please get an eight-yuan plastic lunch box next time? She was afraid of snatching such an expensive thing!

Also, who would send love tokens and lunch boxes? Well... is that too unromantic for your wife?

Su Mumu thought she was just thinking, but she didn't know that she actually expressed her thoughts. She didn't react until she heard the man's pleasant chuckle in the receiver, and couldn't help but blush.

Didn't she change her ways and admit her relationship with his... that other man or woman?

It was just because of Mao that she wanted to compensate him. If he gave it away, of course it would be hers. How could anyone be such a scoundrel?[

So Su Mumu had no idea to refute:

"If you give it to yourself, of course it will be mine. Do you care if I give it to Ah Mao or Ah Gou?"

After saying that, she regretted it. Just now it could be said that she was not denying it, but now it was obvious that she was admitting it.

The other party's proud smile sounded in Su Mumu's ears, and she really deserved a beating:

"Anyway, what's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine, so it's okay. As long as the wife doesn't give her husband away."

Su Mumu was immediately angry, why should what was hers belong to him? What should be his should be hers, and what's hers should still be hers.

So Su Mumu slapped the table and stood up. The computer on the table shook, and the desk next to it also shook. She shouted loudly:

"Damn man, who is your wife!"

After yelling, I hung up the phone. In such excitement, I felt a surge of waves in my stomach, rushing down.

Su Mumu's face changed, and she was about to bend down to look for sanitary napkins from her bag, but she saw that the entire office area was completely silent, and everyone looked up at her in unison, with horror, curiosity, and understanding... All kinds of emotions were mixed in the pair of excited people.

|In Qing's dark eyes, Su Mumu felt embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to bury herself.

He took out the sanitary napkin from his bag and walked to the bathroom with his head buried in his chest.

Nima, Queen Mother Jian, why would she lose control once Mao fell in love with him? Ever since she met that man, her face has been completely humiliated. She has not been so humiliated in twenty years.

Sitting on the toilet in the cubicle, Su Mumu was extremely powerless. The war with Queen Mother Jian could not always be centered on him. She wanted to be her own master, turn things around, and let that man be in her.

He bowed his head before him.

Su Mumu's fighting power was stimulated again. She took out her mobile phone, with a sinister smile on her lips, and sent a text message to the prince: Your Highness, the slave family is waiting for you, and they are going to give you strong medicine!

Click send, success.

Su Mumu smiled and was about to close the phone. When she saw the word "husband" in the address book, she angrily changed her name to "Queen Mother Jian" and clicked on the picture selection to change to Grandma Rong dressed as an orangutan. The ringtone of her phone also changed.

Your father's big belly has been replaced by "The Queen, there is a unruly man asking to see you."

Closing the phone, Su Mumu felt proud of her little prank, and her mood became lighter. This is the so-called self-entertainment, right?

Pulling up her pants, Su Mumu was about to go out.

The sound of two high-heeled shoes came in, and even the sound of gossip rang out. The moment Su Mumu heard her name, she retracted her hand from pushing the door, and simply continued to sit back on the toilet and listen to the corner.[

The bathroom is indeed a good place for gossip!!!
Chapter completed!