1 I can't talk about the word 'daughter'

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Since it was revealed that unscrupulous merchants used old paper to make steamed buns, Momo bought vegetable buns.

"Why did you only buy one today and lose weight?" In the lounge, colleague Ning Ning glanced at Momo, who rushed in like stepping on a hot wheel.

"Don't mention it, I was bitten off by the wind halfway." Momo put down his backpack and books, took off his jeans and shirt, revealing the small shorts and sports vest inside, and took out his uniform from the work cabinet and changed it directly.

With a bun in her mouth, she coiled her ponytail into a bun with both hands and wrapped it in a flower. Then he wiped his greasy mouth with the back of his hand, threw in a piece of chewing gum, and finally applied lipstick to his lips on his face with a clear soup.

"Momo, you'll never be able to enter the VIP room like this. can only do chores in the hall, serving those local tyrants who are not only bald and have big bellies but also have a bad temper. ”

"So what, and the salary is not less?" Mo Mo took off his sneakers, put on stockings, and then put on black mid-heel leather shoes, pinned his chest button, looked in the mirror, and snapped his fingers: two words - professional!

Ning Ning looked at her feeling good about herself and cut off. Just as he was about to say something, the team leader Black Mountain Old Witch scolded him with a black face and crossed his waist and pestle, and the two of them looked at each other and pulled their heads, and obediently went out to work.

Just now I said that Momo couldn't enter the VIP room, but I didn't expect it to enter immediately. Of course, it was a temporary top bag.

Just as Momo put down his things and was about to withdraw, a familiar voice sounded: "Momo? ”

Mo Mo raised his head when he heard this, and was stunned for a moment.

Twelve-year-old Mo Jia was looking at her.

Mo Mo looked at the row of people around her, and then at the four people sitting opposite, and a wave of ridicule set off in her heart: Mo Fei's fiancé, who had been in China for three or four months, finally appeared. And looking at this situation, it is two families having a dinner.

"Momo, why are you here?"

"I've been here for almost two years, don't you know?" Momo held the tray in his hand and smiled at the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses.

No one knows how cold her smile is and how cold her teeth are.

"This is ......" Wang Jun, who was not young and dressed but was running towards the younger Wang Jun, glanced at Mo Mo, and then looked at Mo You.

Mo You's mouth sobbed, and every second of hesitation scratched Mo Mo's heart like a claw.

She looked at Mo You coldly, watching how he was embarrassed in front of a noble person because of himself.

She ...... She was...... My second daughter. After speaking, Mo You lowered his head.

Except for the man who was wearing oversized sunglasses recently, everyone else turned to look at her with a puzzled expression.

"Mrs. Mo, I didn't expect you to have such a big daughter." Wang Jun broke the silence. As we all know, Mo You's original partner gave birth to Mo Fei.

"This eldest sister, you are laughing. Even if she wanted to, she wouldn't be able to give birth to a daughter as old as me. After speaking, Zhang's face was pale, and Mo You was embarrassed.

Wang Jun almost squirted water out of his mouth. What the? She even called her "big sister"?

The crowd was silent.

The atmosphere was awkward.

"Since it is Mo Erqianjin, everyone will be a family in the future. Then sit down and have a meal together. The graceful and luxurious Mrs. Wang said.

"I'm ashamed, I'm a bit of a 'two', but I can't talk about the word 'daughter'. I'm working, and I'm angry. Momo looked at her faintly, ready to turn around-

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