Chapter 402: Seems to be overcooked

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"Miss Lin," Mr. Police, unmoved, glanced at Lin Kerou. "The evidence of the authentication object is there. Please sit down and cooperate with the investigation."
Lin Kerou was terrified, and she couldn't help but think back to the pile, piece by piece!
Now that she is online, is she also related to Mu Xichen?
Yes, it must be related.
And Li Beinian...
No wonder Li Beinian is willing to take a picture with her and help her clarify, I am afraid she has already planned!
Open her popularity first, let netizens praise her to the sky, let everyone know her, and then splash some dirty water, she can't hide.
To kill...is to kill!
Very scared!
Lin Kerou only felt a chill in his heart and muttered: "It is Mu Xichen and Li Beinian. He is framing me, they are framing me!"
Lin Kerou was a little flustered, and suddenly thought of something, set his mind: "Find my brother, my brother is Lin Ya!"
Lin Ya!
Now the mayor of Kwangshi!
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After living in Qianzhou for a few days, Li Beinian's condition was much better.
There has been no announcement in the last half month, and Li Beinian is also happy. He plays chess with his grandfather and reads Erhu every day.
It was only during the school that I called once. After all, she has only been there two or three times since she reported.
So Li Beinian went there again, but the school was too boring, and when he was idle, his mind was full of messy things constantly turning.
Such as Mu Xichen, such as Lin Kerou, such as Mu Donglin.
All the situation nowadays, but one sentence: the cause of the previous life, the result of this world.
After a long day of passing, Bo Chengcheng asked her to take leave.
One week after successfully retiring, Li Beinian returned to Qingshuifu.
After a week's absence, Li Beinian felt familiar and strange here.
When I stopped the car and went upstairs, when I pressed the code, I suddenly heard a sound in the room.
After a hand meal, the ears were raised, and the heart beat quickly.
Li Beinian was a little wary. When he was about to pick up his phone, the door suddenly opened from the inside.
Li Beinian was taken aback, and the whole person almost bounced. It was hard to believe who was watching.
It’s been a long time since I saw this man who only appeared in dreams and fantasy, standing straight in front of her.
Wearing a dark apron, his face was cold and indifferent, his deep black eyes deeper, but there was not much fluctuation on his face.
After Li Beinian was determined, he was stunned, but soon his face was cold. "How did you come in?"
Mu Xichen still had a pair of chopsticks in his hand. When he heard this, he turned around and didn't take it seriously: "He came in."
Li Beinian was jammed and gritted his teeth: "What do you mean now? Do you live here these days?"
"I moved here yesterday," Mu Xichen's voice was low, and the lid was opened. The thick fragrance rolled out in an instant. "Thin Cheng Cheng didn't tell you?"
Li Beinian cried out in a hurry, couldn't help sniffing, and almost drooled.
But still standing upright, shouting: "No!"
"Then you ask her." Mu Xichen turned off the fire, wondering whether he fanned it intentionally or unintentionally, took out a bowl and filled the bowl, and said to himself: "It seems to be overcooked."
Li Beinian's stomach screamed louder, but he turned around very boldly, raised his head and returned to the room.
Finally called Bo Chengcheng's phone, there seemed to be sleeping there, a lazy voice: "Hello?"
"Sister Bo, I'm back to Qingshui Mansion."
"Ok?"
"Why is Musichen here?"
"Oh... I forgot to tell you that he is an internal employee of our company. If there is no place to live for now, we will live in our staff dormitory and share it with you. You can just share the electricity and water bills."
"What?"
Will Musichen have no place to live?
"how is this possible!"
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Mu Xichen: Sure enough, Qingshuifu is more comfortable.
Li Beinian: Ha ha.
Wanlili: It’s really uncomfortable not to update after writing.