The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities (2)

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With a ding-dong, the phone rang.

Shen Zhiyu picked up the phone tremblingly, a little fuzzy in front of his eyes, a message popped up, which was sent by Xia Beiqin.

——Ms. Shen, are you asleep? I'm home now, good night, love you!

Shen Zhiyu was like being burned to his hand. He threw the phone out suddenly, hugged his head tightly, and his body remained motionless. His chest was violently ups and downs, and he kept panting for breath.

The next day, in the classroom, Xia Beiqing turned on his cell phone countless times.

It's strange that I sent a text message to Shen Zhiyu last night, and I haven't responded until now. Did you forget it?

Xia Beiqing was upset.

Jun Duonuan turned his head and handed a notebook to Yunci, and smiled and said, "I want an autograph."

Yun Ci looked at her strangely: "What signature?"

Jun Duonuan leaned in Yunci's ear and whispered: "Jiang Youchu will definitely not be able to get an autograph. I want an authentic copy of Liwu, hehe!"

"No sign." Yunci pushed the notebook away.

Jun Duonuan curled his mouth and cried, "Mommy~"

The shout made Yunci's scalp numb.

Jun Duonuan reluctantly said: "I am your biological daughter, your beloved dear, a piece of meat that fell from your body, your blood is flowing..."

"Okay, you can shut up." Yun Ci was so quarreled that his brain hurts, so he picked up the pen on the side.

Jun Duonuan smiled silly.

Yunci's pen was strong, and he was scribbling to sign, and the class suddenly boiled.

Jun Duonuan turned his head and looked, and saw Jiang Youchu coming in from the door, standing on the podium, holding up a large stack of papers: "This is the signature I asked Teacher Liwu, who wants it?"

Everyone stood up and rushed to the podium.

Jun Duonan stared in astonishment and looked at Yunci with questioning eyes.

With a pen in his hand, Yun Ci narrowed his eyes slightly, with a sharp sharp sharp flashing under his eyes.

At this time, Xia Beiqing jumped up.

"Huh? Really got Liwu's autograph? I want me too, do you want sister-in-law?"

Yun Ci did not agree to him.

He quickly rushed towards the crowd.

"Uncle Beiqing is such a fool!" Jun Duonan rolled his eyes!

The signature was robbed and emptied.

Xia Beiqin squeezed out of the crowd, holding a piece of paper with torn corners in his hand. Seeing that the signature was still intact, he breathed a sigh of relief, holding it in his arms like a baby, and returned to his seat happily.

Jun Duonuan looked intently, wrinkled her small face, couldn't believe it: "Is it really Liwu's signature?"

"What are you doing?" Xia Beiqing tightened the paper tighter: "This is mine, don't try to grab it!"

Jun Duonuan showed a look of disgust: "Who is so rare, really..."

Xia Beiqing looked at the signature on the paper happily: "As expected of Li Wu, even the name is so unique."

At this moment, Yun Ci suddenly stretched out his hand to him: "Take me a look."

Xia Beiqing was stunned for a moment, then obediently handed over the paper, and added anxiously: "Sister-in-law, be careful, don't break it."