Mo Yiran came out of the mall and was absent-minded.

She always felt that something was wrong.

The feeling of being led away by some force came again.

However, before she could think more, her cell phone suddenly rang.

It's a strange number.

Mo Yiran frowned and answered.

"Hello? Hello."

"Is it dyed?"

The female voice on the other end of the phone was calm and gentle. Mo Yiran listened and was stunned.

"Aunt?" she asked uncertainly.

"It's me, it's me." Shao Zhuangyi saw Mo Yiran and heard that it was himself, with some joy in his voice.

"Aunt, what's the matter with you calling me suddenly?"

Mo Yiran doesn't like Jing mowen's stepmother very much. She inherited a huge inheritance from the woman who took a fancy to Jing mowen and won the protection of Shao Zhuangyi.

——Xiang Xinwei.

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