Chapter 647
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"Check all the surveillance cameras in the surroundings."
Stealing from the Crown Prince's wife was no longer daring, it was suicidal!
Mo Boyuan turned to look at his wife.
"Honey, the documents have been found."
Jiang Tingxu looked up.
"Where is it?" she asked anxiously.
Jiang Tingxu was not that angry now that the documents had been found. There was nothing in the bag, not even a small wallet. Other than the phone, mask, tissue, and keys.
These were all fine. If they were lost, so be it. They could always buy them again.
"They'll send them over later."
Jiang Tingxu let out a long sigh.
"Okay," she replied.
Wen Jie also smiled.
"Since the important documents have been found, don't be unhappy."
Jiang Tingxu was not only angry about the lost bag. For some reason, she suddenly suspected something.
However, Aunt Wen was still there, so she swallowed the words she wanted to ask the man.
Mo Boyuan had been paying attention to the woman behind him, so he naturally saw everything.
"I've already asked someone to get a new phone card. When the time comes, the phone will be sent over."
This man was actually very attentive.
Thinking about Mo Boyuan's status, he was already standing at the top of the pyramid. It was enough for him to do this.
Aunt Wen was, of course, very pleased. The better the relationship between the young couple, the happier she would be as an elder!
Mo Boyuan did not mind. There was even a slight smile on his face. Jiang Tingxu could not stand the ambiguous atmosphere in the car.
"Stop in front. We won't go to the parking lot."
"Okay."
The man responded softly.
Jiang Tingxu blushed again at the man's obedient response. The corners of her lips moved, but she did not say anything.
Mo Boyuan did not dare to go too far, so he changed the topic.
"Aunt Wen, the designer will arrive tomorrow. Do you want to go directly to the hospital or?"
Aunt Wen heard this.
"Why did you hire a designer? There's no need to go through so much trouble. Can't you just repaint the walls and put a new layer on the floor? "
This request couldn't be any simpler.
Mo Boyuan did not speak, but Jiang Tingxu spoke.
"Aunt Wen, don't refuse. Let's make the place a little better. It'll be comfortable and happy, right? It's not like we're spending money on other things. "
Aunt Wen would definitely not accept it if they were to buy a bag or a brand.
However, it was true that the place where they would live in the future, in general, a place where they would die of old age.
"Alright." She pursed her lips and agreed with great difficulty.
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