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At the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, everyone suggested playing a cake betting game, and her husband Wei Chen came up with "the number one pick and the golden flower". According to custom, the number one scholar can kiss anyone of the opposite sex present. All the relatives and friends booed and pushed Wei Chen towards his female brother Lin Xiao. "Kiss me quickly! It's just for good luck. Whoever takes it seriously is not interested!" I held my five-month pregnant belly, which felt tight. She was making a fuss, and a group of people were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures, regardless of my discomfort. I couldn't help it anymore and smashed the soup bowl in my hand to the ground. Then he took out his cell phone and pressed 110. "Hey, comrade police, someone here is holding a bank party in the name of the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner..."

The moment Lin Moxing got the key information of the project, the first thing he did was to dial the number he was familiar with: "Lawyer Li, I would like to entrust you to handle a divorce lawsuit." The phone screen dimmed, reflecting his pale and absent-minded face. Lin Moxing stood up and walked to the window, looking at the carefully tended irises in the garden downstairs - those were planted by Su Qingyao herself just because another man liked them. Even though the two look similar, they are not him after all. Lin Moxing caressed the hard-won design drawings and showed a wry smile. It's time to leave.