Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

"You..." Mrs. Joe stretched out her hand regretfully, but it was too late to stop.

"You...who asked you to hang up! How come you have our Yinyin's call, I want to talk to Yinyin, call me quickly!"

Even if she asks for help, this kind of noble lady is still used to the arrogant tone.

Xin Luo refused to let her wish, and put the phone in her bag in front of Mrs. Qiao.

"It wasn't Mrs. Joe who asked me to hang up just now. Why do you regret it now? You said it yourself. You, Cai, No, take it."

"I...I just didn't know this was our Yinyin's call!"

Mrs. Qiao was a little frustrated. If she had known that the person behind the call was her long-lost baby girl, she would not say anything to Yue Xinluo.

Thinking of her daughter, Mrs. Qiao's tone immediately softened, "Miss Yue, how do you know our Yinyin? Where did you get her phone? By the way, you just talked to her as if you were intimate. Is our family Yinyin very familiar? If you are very familiar, help me persuade..."

"Mrs. Qiao, you have too many questions, I can't remember." Xinluo interrupted her lightly, her beautiful eyes smiling.

"You..." Mrs. Joe saw that Xin Luo was embarrassing her intentionally.

She was about to get into trouble, but when she thought of her daughter, she could only suppress her temper, "Okay, Miss Yue, take your mouth water first, take a break and let us talk.

Xin Luo nodded and picked up the drink on the table unceremoniously.

After taking a few sips and taking a break, he looked at Mrs. Joe carelessly.

"Yinyin and I are good friends. We met more than five years ago, when I just married Lu Yuchen."

"But it was Tang Xin who married Lu Yuchen more than five years ago..."

When Mrs. Joe said this, she suddenly stopped.

She raised her eyes to look at Yue Xinluo in front of her, and then carefully recalled Tang Xinluo's appearance.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that the woman in front of me, whether it is eyes, nose, or smile, is more natural than Tang Xinluo in my company.

"You mean...you...you are Tang Xinluo...?!"

Xin Luo nodded noncommittal.

"Then who is Yue Xinluo?" Mrs. Joe still had questions.

"Of course it's me." Xinluo said lightly: "Whether it is Tang Xinluo or Yue Xinluo, it's me. I just recognized my ancestors and changed my surname. Some people took advantage of it."

A sharp light flashed in Mrs. Qiao's charming Danfeng eyes.

Fortunately, she deliberately signed the poor "Tang Xinluo" abandoned by her husband back to the company.

On the one hand, she was most unlikely to see her original partner being bullied by Xiao San, and on the other hand, it was because she knew that Yinyin and Tang Xinluo had a good relationship.

It turned out that she was kind enough to do bad things, and instead was played around by the fake Tang Xinluo!

"However, why should I believe what you are saying is true? Do you believe that the person behind the call is Yinyin? Unless you let Yinyin talk to me."

Mrs. Qiao was not a vegetarian either, so she immediately found an excuse to make Xin Luo give in.

Xin Luo smiled and took the phone out of her bag.

She swiped the screen, opened WeChat, and found Qiao Yinyin's avatar to open it.

Then, a delicate voice that Mrs. Joe is very familiar with came out of the phone.

"Mom, I'm Yinyin, do you miss me? I... I miss you so much. By the way, the person in front of you is the sister Xinluo I mentioned to you. She came to you to talk about your brother. Little Sister Qing is a good person. Mom, you can let her be with her brother."

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