Chapter 948 - 948 623 Tracking Technique of the Mu Family
Chapter 948 - 948 623 Tracking Technique of the Mu Family
?Chapter 948: Chapter 623 Tracking Technique of the Mu Family (Part One) Chapter 948: Chapter 623 Tracking Technique of the Mu Family (Part One) With a snort, the woman cradled Nuonuo, who had already “fainted,” and pulled out her cell phone from her bag to make a call, “I’ve got another kid who’s particularly beautiful. Meet me at the usual place at ten.” The smile at the corner of her mouth was indeed quite prideful.
She paused for a moment, “Oh right, this time I also got an eagle with exceptionally beautiful plumage that can even understand human speech. Do you guys want this one too?”
“An eagle?” The voice on the other end carried a hint of confusion, “What kind of eagle?”
The woman replied, “I don’t know, I’ll bring it over for you to take a look later.” She hoped to get a good price for it, too.
“Okay,” the other party agreed, and then promptly hung up the phone.
Afterward, the middle-aged woman carried Nuonuo, with Qiaozi following behind, and they left the less populated alley to return to a busier area. They hailed a taxi and sped off, with Mu Lin following behind them.
In the car, the driver glanced at the child in the woman’s arms through the rearview mirror, chuckling, “Sister, is this your child? She’s so beautiful!” Delicate as if painted.
The woman nodded, her face thick-skinned, “Yes,” she brazenly admitted. The driver’s expression involuntarily stiffened, probably puzzled that the woman would claim the child as hers. He laughed awkwardly and continued, “What’s wrong with your child? Is she not feeling well? Should I take you to the hospital first?”
The driver’s voice revealed concern, he seemed like a rather warmhearted person; however, the woman appeared rather indifferent, “No need, she just refused to sleep last night, so she’s passed out now.”
“I see, that’s good.” The driver felt awkwardly silent for a moment; the car kept driving toward the direction of the train station.
However, after a short while, he suddenly spoke up again, “Sister, where did you catch that goshawk? It’s so obedient, doesn’t need to be tethered or caged.” Curiosity and envy filled his eyes; after all, goshawks were something many men liked.
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