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Just then, Mu Rong's phone rang, his face darkened, his body stiffened for a moment, but he still picked it up.

A man's deep voice came over the phone. It sounded like he was a bit old. "Did your mom go to your place?"

Mu Rong coldly snorted, and ridiculed: "This is truly rare, do you remember to greet your wife and ask where she went?"

Mu Zhenhua controlled his temper and said once again