"I asked the aunt to wash and collect the clothes. I was only responsible for writing the sticky notes."
The two sticky notes made Xia Zhibai, who already had a little distance in his heart, not know whether to keep them or throw them away.
Such a careful man is too easy to cause misunderstandings.
She hesitated for only a moment before taking out the clothes from her bag and stacking them on the middle layer.
"OK, I have to start the live broadcast."
She took a look at the things that were laid out and wanted to start a live broadcast.
At this moment, Song Jinchen has returned to the Song family. There are guests at home, and Song's mother is warmly greeting the guests.
"Chen'er, come here quickly, this is Yueyue, the one you played with when you were little."
Seeing him coming, Song's mother immediately stood up and called him over.
Next to her was a girl sitting obediently in a light yellow dress. The well-cut small V-neck made her delicate face look even more delicate.
He saw who was coming clearly, and his anxious eyes drooped, suppressing the surprise in them.
"Mom, you asked me to come back. Just to see someone like this?"
He held Mother Song's hand, turned his face away, looked unhappy, and asked in a low voice.
What urgent matter was this?
"Kid, you usually act recklessly outside, but how come you don't even recognize Xiaoyue now?"
"I recognize him. Isn't he Xu Yue, who went abroad when he was ten and just came back now?"
Song Jinchen tightened and released Song's mother's hands. He had heard from Mo Nanfeng and Xia Zhibai that the Xu family was not as simple as they seemed.
It didn’t appear before, but appears now. What’s the point?
He had a question mark in his mind.
But his own mother didn't know, and he couldn't point it out.
Thinking of this, he looked at Xu Yue with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
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