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Foreign friend? I don’t think so…
Yang Meirong was dumbfounded by Huo Mian’s racing thoughts.
They were just talking about her and Qin Chu, but the next second they began talking about Jing De.
Think harder, does he have any relatives there who he occasionally contacted?
No… your Uncle Jing didn’t have many relatives to begin with. Ever since we got together, we barely saw them. He’s an introvert and rarely communicated with others. Plus, he was an uncouth fellow who didn’t even graduate from elementary school, where on earth would he find foreign friends? He didn’t even speak another language… Mian, why are you asking?
Oh, nothing, I suddenly thought of it.
Huo Mian didn’t mention her identity to Yang Meirong; after all, her mother didn’t know the truth. If one day she found out that Huo Mian wasn’t her daughter, she would probably be disappointed.
Or perhaps she would sink into depression…
Don’t change the subject, tell me about you and Qin Chu.
Mom, we’re really fine. The media outlets are just making things up for attention, just ignore them. Anyways, unless I tell you with my own mouth that Qin Chu and I are getting divorced, don’t believe what others say.
Don’t try to fool me… are you guys really fine?
worried, Yang Meirong asked again.
We really are, Mom, I swear I’m not lying,
Huo Mian raised her hand to swear, a bit amused.
Her mother slapped it down.
Don’t swear for no good reason, it’s bad luck. Anyways, if you guys are fine, then I won’t worry about you. Are you hungry? I’ll make dinner.
Hand-pulled noodles please. Thanks, Mom.
Seriously… can’t you eat something else? You want the same thing, every single time,
Yang Meirong said, but she still got up and headed into the kitchen to make her daughter some noodles.
Huo Mian took out her phone looked through her WeChat…
A lot of people asked her about what happened. However, she didn’t reply to those that she wasn’t close with.
Huo Mian, come out.
Only Jiang Xiaowei could send something so domineering.
What’s up?
Huo Mian sent her a smiley face.
I saw the photo… the woman looks like that btch, Song Yishi.
Pffftt… you’re good, I can’t believe you recognized her from such a blurry photo.
Huo Mian tipped her imaginary hat at Jiang Xiaowei.
What’s going on? It’s only been a few days, but the world is going crazy. You and Su Yu, Qin Chu and Song Yishi, is this a double affair?
Jiang Xiaowei asked as she laughed.
Yup… so I was thinking that it’s a good chance for me to trick him out of a huge amount of alimony, and then get out of his way.
Not bad, not bad, Mrs. Moneybags… with GK’s assets, you can get a staggering amount of alimony.
Of course, hang out with me in the future, I’ll make sure we have the time of our lives…
Hahaha… you sure can bullsht.
Jiang Xiaowei burst out in laughter.
How have you been? How’s wedding planning going?
It’s not bad… Wei Liao listens to me on everything… but I really don’t like his parents, they keep talking about money… such vulgar people. Wei Ying’s not bad though, she’s furiously chasing after some young entrepreneur.
Wow, that’s breaking news… I bet the man your sister-in-law likes is an outstanding one.
Yeah, the young heir of the Shen family. He came back a while ago and attended Su Yu’s birthday party. He’s very mellow, but…I heard that dude’s hot on the market. Huo Yanyan and a couple of Song Yishi’s socialite friends are all trying to get in his pants. I wonder who the winner will be.
Wow, that popular? Is he really hot…?
Huo Mian was rarely so gossipy.
Hmm… how should I put this? He’s Ni Yang’s level.
Holy crap, no wonder people are fighting over him… but I’m guessing Huo Yanyan is at no advantage, her life’s been pretty sucky,
Huo Mian analyzed.
You should stop paying attention to the sucky lives of other people and rather focus on yourself. Girl… rumor has it that you’re getting divorced.
Haha, and what do you think?
I think… if everyone else is saying that you’re getting divorced, that means your fine. If the rest of the world is saying that you guys are perfectly fine, it means that something’s up. After all, a weird person like you will always surprise others, am I right?
As expected, Jiang Xiaowei and her high IQ analyzed Huo Mian perfectly.
Jiang Xiaowei would never listen to media outlets. She knew from the way Huo Mian was talking to her that the latter was completely fine.
Otherwise, would Huo Mian be WeChatting her and talking nonsense with her? She would probably be crying her eyes out somewhere.
Fine, Dr. Jiang, you know me too well.
Then again, are you going to teach Song Yishi a lesson? I get pissed off whenever I see her…
Jiang Xiaowei opened a bottle of yogurt and sipped at it as she voice-messaged Huo Mian.
