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Zhuo Qin was smashed by Tang Rou and took a nap. When he returned home, he called his daughter.
She just wanted to ask her how she was with Yuan Xi and when she got married. If her daughter successfully married the Lakers of General Yuan, she could raise her head in front of Tang Rou.
Tangrou has something remarkable. Isn't there a few military people in the family? It is not a big official. It is far worse than Yuan.
"Hey, wait for my daughter to marry, see you dare to talk." Zhuo Qin whispered while starting to dial the phone.
Who knows that her daughter didn't even answer the phone, or the assistant answered the phone and told Zhuo Qin: "Miss Su is preparing for the show tonight, it is not convenient to answer the phone."
"What's wrong with makeup? I am her mother, is makeup important or important to the mother? You call her, I told her!" Zhuo Qin's hair.
Unfortunately, the assistant is not her daughter, she does not eat her, and she said with a polite attitude: "If you are, I will pass it to Miss Su after the performance. You can call us if you have anything to do."
"I want to ask my daughter to leave a message?!" Zhuo Qin's aunt, but unfortunately no one answered the opposite, only the busy tone of the phone hang up.
"Hey, I still have my own daughter, I haven’t been obedient!" Zhuo Qin said with a sigh of relief.
When the chanting was over, she only reacted, how did she mention Xiao Ning. That very filial mother, very listen to her and her niece.
Perhaps it is to see Lin Mumu think of Zhuo Ning, their mother and son look really like, but the character is really not very similar.
Zhuo Qin made several phone calls and there was no news. I think it will take several hours for Xiao Xiao to open a concert. She doesn't want to wait any longer. Let's take a look at the makeup and sleep.
When I woke up, Zhuo Qin remembered calling her daughter.
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