The wealthy retired wife: Baby, marry me again!

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"You are 28 years old, born on the first day of March, from the upper city, your father is..."

"enough!"

Ling Mufeng suddenly roared, and when he raised his eyes, they were all blood red.

He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white and his veins burst out. [

The whole handsome face trembled irresistibly.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know why, and looked at the two people whose eyes suddenly met.

Aunt Xu, there is deep guilt and nostalgia in anticipation.

As for Ling Mufeng, there was an uncontrollable injury in his anger.

Looking at the faces of the two of them again, there seems to be a slight edge between the brows, overlapping.

Could it be that they are...Aunt Xu is...

"Mu Feng!—"

Aunt Xu's eyes suddenly burst into unstoppable tears, she took two steps forward, and stretched out her hand, wanting to touch his face.

"Shut up! You have no right to call me by my name!"

Ling Mufeng pierced her eyes angrily, like a sharp sword, trying to nail her to the gallows.

Turning around, walked into the bedroom angrily, and slammed the door shut.

"Mu Feng!—"

Aunt Xu chased after him, but only heard the sound of his door closing heavily.

"Mu Feng!—"

Call the door, of course not answer.

Aunt Xu knocked on the door in vain, trying to get in.

"that……"

Behind her, Ye Zhiqiu called her to stop.When Aunt Xu turned her head, she happened to meet Ye Zhiqiu's hesitant gaze.

"Aunt Xu, may I ask who you are?"

Aunt Xu smiled wryly: "Me? I am Mu Feng's mother."

The pupils suddenly widened.

In my heart, there was some persistence, and it tightened for a moment——

In the living room, the lights were dim.

On the sofa, only two women sat together silently.

The two cups of tea were scented in front of them, but neither of them touched them.

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