Uncle’s Luxurious Dote on Wife/C12 She is one of my people
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C12 She is one of my people

Mu Xiaoxiao fiercely walked into An Nuannuan's room, "What are you doing here?"

An Nuannuan looked at Mu Xiaoxiao with disdain, as if she was looking at trash. She curled her lips, "Aren't you here too? Why can't I be here? Oh right, don't you dare tell me that this restaurant is owned by your family. "

Of course, Mu Xiaoxiao was angry, she still had the memory of the fight one month ago, where she stole and was captured, and she had not avenged An Nuannuan's slap in the face yet!

What was even more infuriating was that An Nuannuan, that bitch, had suddenly interrupted her and Lu Jingyu's plans, and nearly caused her to be unable to speak properly. Fortunately, her diagnosis was correct, otherwise, she would definitely kill that bitch An Nuannuan.

However, he was still very angry, and he raised his hand to call out, "Bitch."

"What for?"

Following the sound of such a deep voice, Mu Xiaoxiao's hand was cut off in mid-air, and she ruthlessly flung it aside, "Even my people dare to hit me." His questioning tone was so calm that it caused one to shudder.

When Zhu Qingqing saw Gu Beichen, she was so focused on watching that she completely forgot he was Mu Xiaoxiao's lackey.

When Mu Xiaoxiao heard this, he abruptly turned around and looked at Gu Beichen with an expression of disbelief. What did he just say?

His people?

That bitch An Nuannuan is Gu Beichen's woman? How could this be possible ?

Even though he had clearly seen that it was Mu Xiaoxiao, Gu Beichen still remained expressionless, as though he didn't even recognize her.

"Big Brother Beichen!" Mu Xiaoxiao looked at Gu Beichen and muttered this sentence.

Gu Beichen glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao indifferently, "Miss Mu, explain to me." While he was speaking, he had already pulled An Nuannuan to his side.

This time, Mu Xiaoxiao really provoked someone she shouldn't have, the nervous expression on her face changed, she fiercely swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Big brother Bei Chen, I-we are classmates, there was a misunderstanding previously ? "Therefore, when we met just now, she ?"

Mu Xiaoxiao gave Zhu Qingqing a hint, then pointed at An Nuannuan and said, "She was rude to me, so I wanted to scare her."

One could tell that Mu Xiaoxiao was especially afraid of Gu Beichen's appearance, and the person beside her was looking at Gu Beichen with her eyes that were filled with pink bubbles. An Nuannuan had already made a guess in her heart ? Mu Xiaoxiao recognized Gu Beichen, and she was extremely familiar with him.

Otherwise, why would she be so afraid of Gu Beichen? But her literary skills were nothing, could she make up such a lie to deal with Gu Beichen?

Hmm, the most important part is that it depends on her, hehe! This girl was not an easy target!

Gu Beichen looked at An Nuannuan, "Warm, is it like what she said?"

An Nuannuan blinked her eyes, and gave Mu Xiaoxiao a strange smile, then looked at Gu Beichen, "Mn ?"

An Nuannuan held on to her voice for a long time, her entire body tensed up, but she did not forget to warn her with her eyes.

But, An Nuannuan had a completely different opinion from her. Just wait, since you, Mu Xiaoxiao, can't see me like this, then I will make things difficult for you.

"Sort of. "Let's go, let's go eat, starve to death in the capital." An Nuannuan held Gu Beichen's arm and blinked.

Hmph, Mu Xiaoxiao snorted in her heart. In the Hai City, the only woman that could enter Gu Beichen's eyes was probably his elder sister Mu Qingyu. As for An Nuannuan, mm, she must have used some trick.

With her chest puffed up, Mu Xiaoxiao did not give up as she asked Gu Beichen, "Big brother Beicheng, how did you know her ?"

"My wife, of course I know her." With that said, Gu Beichen dragged An Nuannuan into the dining hall.

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