The President's Stand-in Ex-Wife [End]

"Despotic, domineering, chauvinistic pig." Nuan Nuan scolded a few times angrily, dialed the phone, she didn't go back very late, Wen's father was very worried, Nuan had no choice but to lie, saying that she worked during the summer vacation and happened to be with Tang Man Dong, so she simply Live at Man Dong's house.

Dad Wen didn't doubt it, but just told her not to disturb others too much. Listening to her father's loving voice, Nuan Nuan felt a little sore in her heart. Dad, I'm sorry, Nuan Nuan lied to you.

She looked around the apartment, there were two floors upstairs and downstairs, there were two rooms on the first floor, and three rooms on the second floor, but she didn't expect her to live in a guest room, she thought with a headache, what could she do to reject Ye Feimo?

Is it okay to say she has AIDS?Nuan Nuan thought desperately.

While thinking wildly, the phone in the room rang. She didn't dare to answer Ye Feimo's call, but the phone kept ringing. She pursed her lips, looked upstairs, and reached out to take the phone, "Hello..."

"Sorry, I made a typo." There was a very gentle female voice on the opposite side.

Nuan shrugged her shoulders, put it down, and after a while, the phone rang again, Nuan thought, maybe she made a wrong call again, she picked it up, "Hello..."

"Hey...that's right. Excuse me, is Feimo here?"

"Oh, he's in the shower."

"Huh?" The other party was obviously surprised, and thought warmly, maybe it was his lover or something, and she felt that her tone was a bit misleading, and was about to explain, when she suddenly heard the other party's amiable laughter, which warmed her spine Numb, "Hi, girl, what's your name?"

"warmth."

"Good name, do you live there?"

Nuan Nuan thought that he would live here during this period, and nodded, "Yes, but only until the end of the summer vacation."

"Huh? Summer vacation? Damn, brats don't know how to play with minors." The amiable voice suddenly gritted his teeth, Wen Nuan was shocked, minor?Forget it, anyway, I don't know who it is, and there is no need to explain.

"You're looking for Mr. Ye... No, are you looking for Mr. Ye?..."

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Tell me, who is this, who is it...