"Honey, what are you thinking about?" Jian Xi asked.
Nan Mufeng told Jian Xi the information Shen Yu had dug up, and Jian Xi was shocked: "Is this true?"
"I don't know." Nan Mufeng was a bit confused too. "This is information from Lu Yuetong. Does she know Joanna?"
Jian Xi tried hard to recall: "These four years, I haven't seen Lu Yuetong."
"Forget it, don't stress over it. I'll handle this."
Nan Mufeng closed Jian Xi's laptop, curled up on the sofa, and went to sleep holding their son.
Jian Xi sat cross-legged on the floor, completely baffled.
Who exactly is using who?
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Alisha spent the whole night in the police station, getting all kinds of questions. It wasn't until nine the next morning that she was released. Her grievances had already turned into a torrent like the rolling Yellow River!
The unlucky one was still Liu Ya.
"This is all your fault. Why did you have to piss me off?"
