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âOh, itâs Ye qingge! Why did you suddenly think of calling me?â
Feng Xiâs words were cold.
âI just need young master Fengâs help with something!â
âYe qingge, you still have the nerve to ask for my help? what did you say to my big brother? Just you wait, when Iâm free these few days, Iâll treat you well! Just you wait!â
Feng Xi roared to her heartâs content and hung up the phone in anger ...
Ye qingge held her phone, her face pale. She really shouldnât have called!
Li Mumu shook her head helplessly. His mother was too kind and innocent!
âDo you want to call my Godfather?â Li Mumu was particularly fond of eating apples. She liked to hold the Apple and gnaw on it, not like to cut it into small pieces.
âHe doesnât like me!â In fact, ye qingge felt that if Huo zhongrao was willing to help, this matter would be easier to handle. After all, li beixiao listened to him.
However, based on his attitude towards her that day, if she were to ask him for help, he would definitely think that she had ulterior motives.
âMom, donât blame your son for not helping you! Itâs not good for me to step in, Iâm still a child! Itâs not convenient to stick your head out for Darenâs matters!â
In fact, he was well aware of li Mumuâs Fatherâs plan.
Besides, he hated ye Wenwen a lot. He would be happy to let her stay in there for a few more days.
âMom knows!â She was touched when her son gave her his phone number.
âGive me your brother Fengâs number!â On second thought, it could only be Feng Yan.
âAre you sure? My father is a big vinegar jar. Call brother Feng and he wonât soak you in vinegar!â
Li Mumu felt that her mother just did not know what danger was.
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Ye qingge blushed as she spoke. Why did she feel like she was having an affair behind her husbandâs back?
âIf youâre not afraid, then go ahead and fight!â Li Mumu spread her hands. He was fine with it, but it was also quite interesting to see his father fly into a rage.
âFeng Yan, itâs Ye qingge. Are you busy?â
Ye qingge knew that she should not have looked for Feng Yan. After all, he had feelings for her. However, ye qingge felt that it would be much easier to face him than li beixiao.
Her heart would not beat so fast that it would not be controlled ...
âIâm not busy. Why are you treating me to a meal?â Feng Yanâs voice on the other end of the phone was soft and pleasant, and there was an unconcealable joy in it.
âWell, yes ... Do you have time tonight? â Come to my house ...â
Ye qingge thought that since she already owed him a meal and needed his help, she would have a meal together.
Now that she had a family, it was cheaper and more convenient for her to buy some ingredients and cook at home.
Li Mumu rolled her eyes. He seemed to be able to predict that his mother would be severely punished by his father.
She actually invited a man to her house ...
After hanging up the phone, ye qingge dragged li Mumu to the supermarket.
Ye qingge bought a lot of ingredients very generously. Li Mumu kindly reminded her to buy more.
âJust the three of us, this is enough!â
The vegetables in the supermarket were quite expensive, but ye qingge could not find a market. Otherwise, she would not have come here to buy.
âBuy more! I can eat!â
In fact. li Mumu really wanted to say, â my father can eat ...
Ye qingge cooked six dishes, all of which were home-cooked dishes. At li Mumuâs request, the portions were quite large.
Ye qingge felt that it would be a waste if she couldnât finish it.