Sure enough.

When he Jiajun came to Muqiqi's face, his plate broke on the ground, making a frightening clear sound, which made all the people present excited.

Of course, this also includes Muqi.

She is almost the body's instinctive response. When the voice rings, she subconsciously turns around and looks back at her.

Seeing that the plate was broken on the ground, and the man sitting next to it remained unmoved and unaffected, Muqiqi could not help frowning.

But he Jiajun finally plucked up the courage words have not come and said, because the plate which broke on the ground strangled in the cradle.

"Are you OK, young master?" The servant came over, squatting down to clean up the broken plates on the ground, and asked with concern.

The man is cutting the fried eggs on the plate with dignity, which has no effect at all. Instead, he says to Mu Qiqi, who is stunned at one side, "Qiqi, ask him to sit down. Has he had breakfast yet? Would you like to sit down and eat with us? "

After Mo yanjue reminded him that Mu Qiqi had just come back to his mind and looked at he Jiajun, who was also frozen on one side. After looking at him so firmly, she turned to Mo yanjue and said, "we have something to talk about alone, OK?"

Now, Mo yanjue could not calm down any more. He put down his knife and fork, raised his head slowly, and his mouth was slightly hooked. "What can't you say in front of my husband?"

Mu Qiqi hears the words, slightly stupefied for a while.

How can she answer that.

At this time, he Jiajun, who had been angry for a whole night, couldn't bear it. He rushed to protect Mu Qiqi and said angrily, "what evidence do you have to prove that she is your so-called wife?"

Hearing such a question, Mo yanjue laughed, which should be the funniest joke he had ever heard.

Cold ha, "Wang Bo, go to take what I asked you to prepare."

Wang bodeling, the small step of fast, three steps two steps took a file bag, gently handed to the hand of Mo yanjue.

Mo yanjue did not rush to open it, but waved to Mu Qiqi, "Qiqi, you open it."

The confused Muqiqi came out from behind he Jiajun. Although he Jiajun intended to stop her, she strode towards Mo yanjue and took over the document bag in his hand.

Untie the white rope and open the file bag. The first thing she took out were two marriage certificates printed in foreign languages. The names and photos on the marriage certificates were both of them.

It's hard to say what kind of feeling it is.

If they all said yesterday that she was the mistress of the family, the wife of Mo yanjue and the mummy of little star, today's marriage certificate is undoubtedly the hammer stone to this fact.

Her fingertips trembled slightly. She put the marriage certificate aside and took out other things from it without expression. One was the DNA test report of her and Mo Yuchen's children, and the other was the DNA test report of her and President long Aofeng... At this moment, Muqiqi's heart was like a lot of cotton, blocking her breath.

At this time, someone came in from the outside and respectfully reported, "young master, Dr. Song is here."

"Come in, please!"

The voice fell. Song Qingyun, dressed in casual clothes, came in from the outside with a file bag in his hand

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