She always thought that her first marriage was so low-key that her parents shouldn't know, but tonight, when Xi Muru suddenly asked her on the phone how many marriages she had been, she finally understood that in fact, her every move,

Binhai’s parents are all paying attention, but they always pretend not to know in order to take care of her so-called emotions and self-esteem.

Listening to her mother asking her how many marriages she had been torn, after she burst into laughter, a warm liquid surged in her eyes. If such a thing is placed in another family, any mother would probably scold her.

My own daughter?

They divorced after three years of marriage, and it was a divorce caused by the mistress's intervention. If such a thing is told, it will make Dongfang Mo lose face.

Of course, she also knew that if she asked her parents to interfere in her affairs, and according to Dongfang Mo's personality, she could directly make Kim Jong-nam bankrupt and then drive him to Africa.

It was precisely because she didn't want such an ending that she chose not to tell her parents. However, at this moment, Xi Murula asked her in such a kind tone, and she didn't even say a word of scolding, so her nose was not upset.

It's sour.

"Little Yumao, are you still listening?" Xi Muru on the other side of the phone couldn't wait for Yumao's echo for a long time, and couldn't help shouting nervously: "Yuyu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No," Ruyu quickly took a deep breath, controlled the warm liquid in her eyes to prevent it from rolling down, and then said with a smile: "What's so uncomfortable? I just haven't talked to my mother for a long time.

Just a special miss.”

"Do you miss Mommy? Will that Mommy fly over to see you tomorrow?" Xi Muru asked quickly, and then asked softly: "Yuyu, will you still dream of Mommy when you sleep?"

"Mommy, I'm 26 years old," Ruyu couldn't help but shouted in a coquettish manner: "I rarely dream now."

"Okay, you are still my child even at 62 years old," Xi Muru said naturally, and then said: "Yuyu, your father is in, let him say a few words to you."

"No!" Ruyu refused almost without thinking: "I don't want to talk to my dad."

"Why don't you talk to me?" Dongfang Mo's voice came from the phone, and then he snorted coldly, "Yuyu, I'm not so popular with you?"

Ruyu couldn't help but raise his arms and wipe the sweat beads that had just emerged from his forehead with his sleeve. Dongfang Mo was much more difficult to deal with than Xi Muru, so she had to find a way to end the phone call.

So she deliberately coughed twice, and then said in a low voice: "Dad, if you have anything, just say it quickly. My throat is very uncomfortable."

"Discomfortable throat?" Dongfang Mo asked with concern immediately: "Then have you bought medicine? What is Che Qixuan doing? Don't he take you to the hospital for a bad throat?"

"I've seen it, I'm just about to go to take medicine. Dad, I'll die if you don't have anything else." Ruyu quickly expressed her position. She is 26 years old. Do you still need daddy to take her to see if she's going to see her throat?

?She saw Dongfang Mo being confused and thought she was only six years old.

"I haven't finished speaking yet, what are you hanging?" Dongfang Mo was obviously unhappy, and then cleared his throat from the other side of the phone and said, "Yu Yu, I have heard about your personal questions, but Dad
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