The sound of the whistle from the long street came vaguely through the glass window, and Song Muxiao's head was buzzing chaotically. He stared at Lin Jing for a long time, and the knuckles of his clenched fists turned white.

Lin Jing's eyes moved, and he glanced at him lightly, and there was no need to entangle him anymore, so he picked up his small bag and turned around and left the office.

There was still a white mist lingering above the tea, Song Muxiao's angry scarlet eyes were cold, and he didn't know where the strength burst out of nowhere, sweeping the things on the table to the ground.

He Xueyi had no idea about the quarrel between Lin Jing and Song Muxiao, and she was still immersed in the joy and excitement of meeting her mother-in-law for the first time.

Dial out a string of numbers,......

"Sky-high Fresh Wife: Song Shao's Marriage Proposal, Please Line Up" Volume 1 Chapter 62 What if you are pregnant I am in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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