Chapter 349 Naughty Child 8

"It's none of your business, don't ask." Her ex-husband has no right to ask about her love life.

"Lin Yun, will you die without a man? It wasn't enough that you seduced me back then. We've only been divorced for a few months, and you're already eyeing other men."

“Pah—”

He was suddenly slapped in the face, making him see stars. By the time he came to his senses, he had been thrown to the door.

Lin Xia was still not satisfied, so she kicked the other person one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight times in front of others.

"Keep your mouth clean next time."

After saying that, he slammed the door shut, leaving Ming Bingchun in a panic, covering his face and wailing.

Onlookers: Awesome, Xiaoyun is so awesome!

Mrs. Chen looked at Ming Bingchun stumbling away in confusion and asked someone to knock on the Lin family's door.

"Xiao Yun, what is your ex-husband doing here?"

"He came here just to get beaten up. He said he was boring. Sister Su Mei, are you here to play mahjong with me?"

Mrs. Chen’s name is Liu Sumei. She is in her forties and she and Lin Xia are close friends regardless of age difference. She is Lin Xia’s best friend since she came to Haicheng.

"I have something important to talk to you about. Do you know that the Third Young Master of the Lu Family has returned from the United States?"

"The Lu family? The mayor's family?"

"Yes, the Lu family is hosting a dinner tonight. I have an invitation and will take you there to broaden your horizons."

"Thank you so much, my dear sister, for your support. I have to hurry and prepare my dress. I can't embarrass Sister Su Mei."

"Well, my girl has an appointment with Haisen's makeup artist. It's not easy to make an appointment at his place, so you can come with me."

"It's too much trouble, Sister Sumei."

Mrs. Chen patted Lin Xia's hand, not caring at all.

In the afternoon, Lin Xia followed Mrs. Chen to the Haisen dressing room and saw a young and pretty girl getting her hair done.

When the other person saw Mrs. Chen, he raised his little face in surprise and said, "Mom."

Mrs. Chen smiled lovingly and pulled Lin Xia over to introduce them to each other, "Xiao Yun, this is my disappointing daughter, Chen Zhizhi."

Chen Zhizhi suddenly became unhappy and pouted, "How can you say that about your own daughter?"

He turned to look at Lin Xia and looked at her unscrupulously.

It turns out that this person is the "vixen" who has been bewitching her mother to death during this period. They both have two eyes, one nose and one mouth, and there is nothing different about them.

"Zhizhi, hello, my name is Lin Yun." Lin Xia ignored the little girl's arrogance and extended her hand in a friendly manner.

"Hello, Sister Lin Yun."

Hearing this name, the three of them suddenly smiled in tacit understanding.

Very good, each has his own opinion.

In the hall, people were toasting each other. Lin Xia was having a skillful conversation with the important official of the Chamber of Commerce in front of her, but her eyes were attracted by the corner of a piece of clothing that flashed by upstairs.

Thanks to her excellent hearing, she could vaguely hear the word "bomb".

Lin Xia politely ended the conversation, put down her wine glass and walked up the stairs, avoiding the staff. She found a child in a royal blue suit, who was sticking his butt out and doing something.

Looking closer, Lin Xia's mouth twitched.

Awesome! It's the bomb!

"Hey kid, what are you doing?"

The little boy's body suddenly froze, he turned around in disbelief and looked at Lin Xia, then he remembered something and covered the bomb, which was bigger than his hands, with both hands.

"You...who are you and why are you here!" he shouted in a bluffing manner.

"Let me ask you first. Why are you here? What are you holding in your hand?"

The little boy panicked, "It's nothing, just a toy, sister, I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he grabbed the bomb, stuffed it into his arms, and ran to the other end of the corridor.

Lin Xia grabbed the child by the scruff of the neck, lifted him up, snatched the bomb, examined it carefully, and then really found the problem.

This technology is clearly not a product of today's era.

Lin Xia looked at the little boy, her eyes full of suspicion.