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My Bad Girl is a Sweet Wife novel Chapter 1306

“Master Li, we merely haven’t seen each other for a few years, but you already can’t recognize my voice?” Ye Wanwan asked.

“Haven’t seen each other for a few years… Could it be… You’re … P-president B-bai Feng!” The elderly man was incredulous.

“Heh… It looks like Master Li isn’t muddle-headed… Since you aren’t, why did you do such muddle-headed things?” Ye Wanwan’s voice became more imposing.

“Sir President… when did you return? Didn’t you die… No no no, there’s a misunderstanding about this matter… There must be some misunderstanding.” The elderly man’s voice trembled slightly.

“Master Li, let’s not waste words. You’re a great painter, so you naturally paint on paper and use your hand to paint. Tell me, should I send paper over to you, or should you send your hand over to me?” Ye Wanwan asked with a snort.

Master Li sounded like he was sobbing when he said, “N-n-no… President… You’re a benevolent person, please pardon this little one for his wrongdoings… This little one can’t lose his hand…”

How could a painter lose his hand?

“Then I’ll have someone send paper to you. There shouldn’t be any problem, right?” Ye Wanwan chuckled lightly.

“N-n-no, there’s absolutely no problem! No problem at all! The more paper you send, the better!” Master Li scrambled to say.

“Alright then.” Ye Wanwan hung up.

Confusion flickered through Seven Star’s eyes as he looked at her.

This woman’s style truly bore some similarities to the president.

“D*mn! You’re truly my Sis Feng! You resolved it with a few words… That old geezer relied on the fact that he had some connection with our enemy factions, so he ignored the Fearless Alliance. Now he knows to feel scared!” Big Dipper sneered.

“Enough nonsense. Let’s go eat.” Ye Wanwan casually tossed the phone to Seven Star.

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