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    “Can she be like you when she’s married?”

    Liu Hongying blurted out, realizing that Mu Xiao was now married as well, and added another sentence:

    “She has Jun to support, she doesn’t work yet, she can’t even take care of her own family, so hurry up and call me the money. If you don’t mind the trouble, just call me all the money for the year at once, so I don’t have to keep asking you for it.”

    Liu Hongying: “By the way, I’m moving in with Mudie. I’ll take care of Jun, and the house will be rented out. Your stuff is simply too much, hurry up and pack it all up yourself and take it with you, if you don’t I’ll throw it all away for you.”

    Mako: “You were going to throw it away, weren’t you? I’m not going to give you the living expenses, my sister has a child to raise, and I’m going to have a child in the future.”

    “You don’t even have the savings to have any kids, raise your sister’s kids first.”

    Mako hung up the phone directly.

    She walked out of the kitchen and put the Hermes bag right into the cardboard box.

    Inside the box were her books, small ornaments, and some bits and pieces that were thrown haphazardly inside by Liu Hongying.

    “Ring-ring-ring~”

    Tang Jia Chong called her.

    She’s been upstairs for a while, a bit too long, and Tang Jia Chong asks how she’s doing.

    “Can you help me up here and lift my stuff?” Mako gave him the door number.

    It was as if there wasn’t the slightest bit of temperature in the room, and Mu Xiao didn’t want to pack up her things anymore, so she just asked Tang Jia Chong to help carry away the cardboard box.

    Tang Jia Chong came up to help hold the paper box, the two went downstairs, got in the car, all the way without words.

    The cardboard box was carried home, and Mako crouched in front of the box but didn’t know what to do.

    There are a lot of memories, and at this point thinking about every why is a bad memory.

    Tang Jia Chong put down his suitcase and prepared to rest, and had already walked to the bedroom door when Mu Xiao suddenly said hoarsely, “My mom doesn’t want me anymore.”

    Tang Jia Chong turned back around.

    Mako tilted her head to look at him, “My mom doesn’t want me, not that I don’t want my mom. I don’t have a home anymore.”

    Her nose flared and she forced down the sadness in her heart, but why was it just so hard.

    Tang Jiachong walked over slowly and leaned down in front of her, his eyes gazing at her as he said in a deep voice, “Your home is here now.”

    “Ah Chong~” Mako looked at him.

    “Hmm?”

    “Can I hug you?”

    Tang Jia Chong didn’t answer right away.

    “It’s okay for you to hold me.” Mako said.

    Tang Jia Chong: “……”

    Makoto said, his arms already outstretched in a pose that begged for a hug.

    Tang Jia Chong hesitated for half a second and bent down to hug her.

    The sudden contact made his body stiffen a bit, and Mako was a bit constricted.

    After only a gentle hug the two separated.

    Still, they left a close distance between them, her hand still on his arm.

    The two couples looked at each other in all directions.

    Tang Jia Chong has very nice eyebrows and extremely three-dimensional features.

    Coupled with the special aura that he was born with, Mu Xiao looked at the man in front of him and couldn’t move his eyes a bit.

    Probably because she had initiated it herself first, there was a sense of dominance at work, or something else.

    Anyway, for some reason, Mako was so bold as to put her palm over his chest.

    Also, a gentle squeeze.

    As hard and solid as guessed, it’s with big pecs.

    Mako said in his mind.

    Tang Jia Chong, on the other hand, instantly bounced off the ground.

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