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Duan Yuhui was stunned, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Mu Zi was right again......

Since Xiang Qingluo moved into that house and lived a closed life with her children, the small actions of the tutor have also increased.

Sometimes he bends down in front of him to pick up things, revealing the beauty of his chest, and sometimes he is wet with water, highlighting the curves of his body.

Once or twice, he would think it was accidental, but after many times, he would feel that this governess was restless, and such a clumsy seduction trick was really difficult for him to see.

What's more, he is anxious about his wife and daughter, how can he be in the mood to flirt with other women?

Duan Yuhui was conceited that he was a righteous gentleman, although he felt that this female teacher was misbehaving, but seeing that his son was very attached to her, he pretended not to know and did not dismiss the other party.

Now that I think about it, she would bend down to pick things up, as if because her son's toys happened to fall and her clothes were wet, and she was shot by a water gun while playing with him......

…… Is it a coincidence?

His innocent and lovely son once asked him: "Dad, does Mom don't want me anymore?" ”

He comforted his son: "Mom is just sick......

"If my mother doesn't want me anymore, can you marry Teacher Yu as my mother?"

His son's fairy tales amused him, but now that he contacted Mu Zi, if he thought about it carefully, it was terrifying.

"I didn't expect you to fire your tutor." Mu Zi said, "But I guess, it shouldn't be your intention to fire her, right?" ”

Duan Yuhui was silent, looking at Mu Zi in front of him with a complicated expression.

From the moment she walked into this room, she was in control. He roared, angry, shocked, all the emotions she expected here, so she was always calm......

Duan Yuhui's heart was heavy, and his chest was like a boulder, so suffocated that he couldn't breathe.

It is indeed the meaning of the son to dismiss the governess......

"I know what she teaches, and I don't like her forcing me to eat a vegetable salad, I like a potato salad." Thus saith the son unto him.

At that time, he smiled and said, "The teacher is teaching you not to be picky eaters." ”

Having said that, according to the son's wishes, the tutor was dismissed.

So, what the hell is going on? …… Was he at the mercy of his eight-year-old son?

Duan Yuhui tugged at the corners of his mouth, his expression was ugly.

Mu Zi said: "I haven't said it because there is no evidence, I think, this is probably Ms. Xiang's scruples, I can't say it, even I can't believe it...... I'm afraid of wronging my child, and I'm afraid of angering you, so I can only endure it in fear. ”

"These ...... It's all your guesswork. Duan Yuhui's whole person was a little confused, and he said in a hoarse voice, "...... It doesn't have to be true. ”

Mu Zi was silent for a moment, and replied: "Actually, it's very simple to want evidence, I have a hundred ways to try it out, but I don't want to do that, Mr. Duan, I will only investigate the case, but I can't sentence an eight-year-old child, how should I raise a child, you are a father, and you are more authoritative than anyone else." ”

This is the end of the conversation between the two.

On the other side, the female lawyer brought by Qu Mingjun and Duan Yuhui argued for a long time, but no result was reached, and none of them were willing to back down.

If an agreement cannot be reached, the divorce case will inevitably face further disputes in court.

Before leaving, Mu Zi said to Duan Yuhui: "I have a good friend, I have been invited to your house from time to time recently, if Young Master Duan invites her again next time, I sincerely hope that you can come forward to refuse, Young Master Duan should be looking for a new mother, I really don't want to see my good friend become one of the candidates." ”

When Duan Yuhui heard this, he knew that the person Mu Zi said was Zhuang Jia.

He remained silent and took the incident to heart......

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