Hubby, Please Spare Me

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According to Shui Miaomiao's instructions, Xiao Chen answered the phone.

"Wei Jiawei, did you send me the photo?" Lin Meijuan asked.

Wei Jiawei?

Shui Miaomiao raised her eyebrows.

This person she had heard of, how could it be him?

"You made a mistake, I'm not Wei Jiawei." Xiao Chen said, hung up the phone.

Lin Meijuan called again, and Xiao Chen answered, "They all said you made a mistake."

Lin Meijuan hung up the phone before his words fell.

Soon, Shui Miaomiao saw the third new number appear.

"What now?" Xiao Chen asked Shui Miaomiao.

"The dialing number has been turned off. Can this be set?" Shui Miaomiao asked.

"Oh, yes." Little Chen Lima designed it.

Lin Meijuan did not call out.

Lao Zhou has been monitoring Lin Meijuan's door with a telescope, reminding: "Lin Meijuan is out."

"Keep up." Shui Miaomiao ordered.

Lao Zhou started the car.

Shui Miaomiao asked Xiao Chen, "Can you find out who the numbers are? Except for Wei Jiawei."

"No, this intrusive mobile database is not easy to handle." Xiao Chen explained.

Shui Miaomiao raised her eyebrow. "Let's see where Lin Meijuan is going first?"

Lao Zhou's car has been following Lin Meijuan. Among them, Lin Meijuan made several calls and Shui Miaomiao did not answer them at all.

Lin Meijuan didn't know if he was short of breath or found something. The car drove very fast.

Old Zhou was originally an old van. There were several people sitting in the car. After he got on the elevated, he couldn't catch up with Lin Meijuan. After ten minutes, Lin Meijuan was gone.

"Mr. Shui, I lost it," Lao Zhou said apologetically.

"Give me the number you found. Thank you. I have the opportunity to ask you for help again." Shui Miaomiao said heavily.

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Li Baoyi sent Miao Miao home

Shui Miaomiao was in a heavy mood, looking out the window thoughtfully.

Li Baoyi glanced at Shui Miaomiao and sighed: "I didn't expect Lin Meijuan to be with three people at the same time, which is too good. If Shen Mochen knows what his mother is like, he may spit blood."

"Who is Xing Zun's father? It's easy to find out. Find out who the three people are. Identify the DNA. I'm afraid, after a while, I'm still not sure who killed Shen Mochen's father." Shui Miaomiao Said softly.

"What? You said Xing Zun and Shen Mochen's half-brother." The baby wondered.

Shui Miaomiao forgot that he didn't tell Li Baoyi.

Shui Miaomiao patted Li Baoyi on the shoulder. "There are many things in the world, so keep it secret."

Li Baoyi drew it with his pen and drew his mouth.

Shui Miaomiao got home and fell tired on the sofa, holding the three numbers in his hand in a daze.

Her mobile phone rang.

Shui Miaomiao looked at Shen Mochen and answered.

"Where? I am off work now and come to pick you up." Shen Mochen's voice came from the phone.

Shui Miaomiao has a slight bitterness in her heart.

Every family has hard-to-read classics. Even if Shen Mochen excels and has the ability to plan, he also has an intellectually disabled dad and a messy mother.

"I'm home already, what I want to eat at night, I let Husao make it." Shui Miaomiao tried to rip the corners of her mouth as much as possible to make her voice sound pleasant.

"I want to eat, she may not be able to do it." Shen Mochen said meaningfully.

Shui Miaomiao is not in a mood to joke with him now.

Tomorrow is Saturday, and Shen Mochen has not told her about the charity party.

Who is the owner of the mobile phone, as long as she calls at the banquet tomorrow.

Shen Mochen didn't mention it, only she mentioned it herself. "Mo Chen, baby said, there is a charity party on Saturday, do you know?"