Chu Shao, you fouled

Chapter 875 Husband, I want to ask you something
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The upstairs is so good at reasoning, why don't you write a book and stay blind here?Who said that Luo Xiaoqing was not pregnant with Mo Shao's child?
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The upstairs is so awesome, please explain, how many girlfriends Mo Shao has changed over the years, why none of them got pregnant, but a little-known, ugly clerk got pregnant?

What is not a conspiracy?Have you ever seen Young Master Mo go in and out with her?

It is very likely that she used some means to sleep with Mo Shao, then tried to get pregnant with someone else's child, and then blamed An Wen.Once you catch that hooded man, you'll know everything.
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It makes sense, no wonder Luo Xiaoqing never got a response from Aite Moshao on Weibo.

All the netizens are arguing, this melon is enough to eat with relish for a few days.

An Wen, who was involved in the incident, was under the pressure of public opinion and posted a Weibo: "Justice is at the heart of the people.

For all those who fabricate, publish and repost my remarks, I and my lawyer have retained relevant evidence, and I reserve all rights to pursue legal responsibility.

Please consciously delete all inappropriate comments on the Internet. "

Netizens have a lot to say, but she turned off all comments and Aite functions.

In the war of words, a very inconspicuous statement was drowned in the Internet army:
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Why did no one suspect Mo Shao?

It's just that everyone was already talking about Luo Xiaoqing and An Wen's black fans with great interest, and didn't care about this drop in the ocean.

Qi Qianxi didn't know about the online battle, and of course, it had nothing to do with her.

Qi Qianxi, who was eating dinner, was thinking about the bet with An Wen.

"husband."

Chu Lingmo was in a good mood waiting for her next words. Qian Xi usually called him Ling Mo, but rarely called him husband.

Therefore, suddenly shouting like this, it should be something to ask him.

Chu Lingmo didn't take the initiative to ask, but responded lightly: "Huh?"

Qi Qianxi raised her flattering smile: "Hey, my husband, the tickets for the finals tomorrow night..."

"Well, don't worry about the ticket, I'll ask someone to give you the best seat."

Qi Qianxi smiled guiltily: "Honey, I don't want audience tickets anymore."

"Yeah." But he didn't ask why, and he didn't say anything unnecessary.

Qi Qianxi was thinking about it, but he asked, and she said it out of the way, but why is this person so unreasonable?
I had no choice but to smirk and say, "That... I want to ask you something."

"Ah."

"Do you just say 'um'?" Qi Qianxi pouted.

Chu Lingmo tried his best to keep a straight face, and said with a look of doubt, "Then it's not okay?"

Qi Qianxi gave him a hard look.

Chu Lingmo was extremely happy: "Honey, what's the matter?"

"That's about the same. I want to be a judge."

"Being a judge? There's nothing wrong with being a judge, but why did you suddenly have such an idea?"

"Hey, I just made a bet with someone on who will be the winner. Cough, the judges I'm talking about are not ordinary judges."

"what is that?"

Qi Qianxi moved closer to Chu Lingmo, and lowered her voice a little embarrassedly: "I don't want to show up, and I don't want everyone to know that it's me. And my score must affect the final result."

Chu Lingmo stood up with one hand in his pocket: "Is that so..."

Qi Qianxi hurriedly stood beside him like a pug, with a fawning smile on her face: "How is it? Is it difficult?"

"Well, it's difficult."

Qi Qianxi shook his arm unscrupulously, and said coquettishly, "My husband, I know you must have a way."

Chu Lingmo...

(End of this chapter)