Chapter 2575
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Mo Weiyi said, "That's up to other people, not me."
Zhuge Yan tapped on the steering wheel. "I'm asking you what you think."
Mo Weiyi looked out of the window. "Of course I think I'm prettier, isn't that obvious? Every woman thinks she's a princess, no matter if she's beautiful or ugly. "
Zhuge Yan said, "You're quite confident."
Mo Weiyi said, "What's wrong with being confident?"
Zhuge Yan said, "No."
Mo Weiyi wound down the window and felt her face burning.
Luckily, he didn't know that she was Mo Weiyi.
Even though it was the truth, she still felt a little embarrassed to say it out loud.
Zhuge Yan said, "Hot?"
Mo Weiyi said, "A little."
Zhuge Yan said, "The window is down and it's noisy, I'll turn on the air conditioner."
Mo Weiyi wound up the window.
Zhuge Yan turned around and glanced at her. "Since you're so confident, take off your glasses and let me judge who's prettier between you and Her Highness."
Mo Weiyi said, "What does it have to do with you who's prettier? I think they were talking about you just now, saying that you're destined to be single for life. "
Zhuge Yan lit a cigarette. "Since you think she's prettier than you, and I think you're prettier than her, it's fine to call her a chubby girl."
Mo Weiyi sat there with mixed feelings.
Should she be happy or should she strangle him?
Previously at the President's residence, he said that he had an eye problem and that he had seen wrongly. Later on, he even told her that he had a grudge with Her Highness and wanted to mediate. Now he was saying this again!
Were all men so fickle?
Zhuge Yan said, "I'm serious, I really think you're prettier than Mo Weiyi."
Mo Weiyi was speechless.
Zhuge Yan flicked the cigarette ash and took another puff.
Mo Weiyi took a deep breath. "It stinks, can you not smoke?"
Zhuge Yan didn't say anything and put out the cigarette.
Mo Weiyi, "…"
She told him not to suck, and he really did. So obedient?
She glanced at Zhuge Yan a few times.
…
After driving for two hours, she finally arrived at the residence of her patient, Jiao.
She rang the bell, and a moment later someone answered the door.
When he saw Zhuge Yan and Mo Weiyi, he asked, "You are …"
Mo Weiyi looked at the aunt in her fifties. "My name is Ji Mo, Miss Jiao's psychiatrist."
The auntie said, "You've got the wrong person. There's no one called Jiao here."
Mo Weiyi said, "Xu Jiaojiao."
The auntie said, "There's no Xu Jiaojiao here. Our director's surname is Shao."
Mo Weiyi said, "Sorry."
The auntie gave Mo Weiyi and Zhuge Yan a strange look before she slammed the door shut.
Mo Weiyi, "…"
She lifted her head and looked at the townhouse.
Did Jiao say something wrong?
Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly saw the clothes hanging on the balcony. Weren't those the clothes Jiao asked her to wear the last time?
Jiao clearly lived there. Why did the auntie say that there was no Jiao or Xu Jiaojiao here?
She looked at Zhuge Yan.
Zhuge Yan said, "What's the matter?"
Mo Weiyi said, "Let's talk in the car."
Zhuge Yan got into the driver's seat.
Mo Weiyi followed him and got into the front passenger seat. She glanced at the red dress hanging on the balcony and said, "Do you see that dress? Jiao wore that the last time she came here. "
Zhuge Yan followed her line of sight and glanced at it.
Although there were many clothes of the same style, it couldn't have coincidentally appeared here.
So why did the auntie say that Xu Jiaojiao wasn't here?
Previously, when Mo Weiyi asked him to investigate Xu Jiaojiao's matter, he thought that it was just a mental patient's imagination. But now, he didn't think so anymore.
[It's six today. See you tomorrow. Muah.]
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