Seeing the photo of Xia Li and her husband Liu Mo, Duanmu Zhengyun was stunned. She could feel their happiness across the screen. In the photo, Xia Li and Liu Mo face to face. Liu Mo looks at Xia Li's eyes as if they were shining. Duanmu Zhengyun was not sure whether he had seen this light from Liu mo. Maybe, but she can't remember. She doesn't know when it started. She and Liu Mo are less and less intimate, farther and farther away, more and more strange. And all this is because of Xia Li, a bitch! Xia Li said she didn't like Liu Mo, so she cheated with Liu Mo! Duanmu Zhengyun is furious. She finds the mobile phone she threw on the ground and takes several photos on the mobile phone screen, ready to reveal the news online. Isn't Xia Li the first lady everyone kneels and licks now? Let's see how the first lady shamelessly robbed other people's husbands! Duanmu Zhengyun was so angry that he calmed down. She wants revenge! She doesn't work hard, and Xia Li can't have a happy life! Duanmu Zhengyun wants to find more photos in Liu Mo's mobile phone, but his mobile phone has a password lock. She can't get in. She can only study the photos on the desktop. The background of the photo is an amusement park she visited not long ago. The amusement park only opened this year, so the photo must have been taken recently. In the evening, Xia Li was cheeky and said frankly that she didn't like Liu Mo? Lying to ghosts! Duanmu Zhengyun stopped studying and directly began to edit the microblog to expose Xia Li as a third party in their family Here, Xia Li was stunned when she saw the text forwarded by the official blog of V Xia group. She lay in bed for a while without breathing. When she is completely recovered, she wants to see if there is still a chance to remedy it. As a result, she boarded the microblog and refreshed it again. After seeing that the whole network knew that her Xia Li was Xia Li of Xia's group, she almost didn't breathe again. When did her father learn microblogging? She was really hurt by her father! Xia Li immediately picked up her cell phone and made an overseas call. As soon as the phone was answered, before Xia Li could speak, there came Xia's father's proud voice: "baby! Your father, I've learned to surf now! Are you young people called surfing? Surfing is fun. Oh, by the way, if anyone scolds you on the microblog in the future, give me a screenshot. I'll copy down their IDs one by one and seal them all! " Xia Li's head was big for a while. She held it for a long time and only said one word: "Dad!!!" Xia's father gave a thrill and asked, "what's the matter, baby? Is there anyone scolding you on the Internet? Send me your ID! " Xia Lixing's hurried tone made Xia Lixing angry and funny. When a middle-aged and elderly person learns to surf the Internet, it's really not a good thing. Xia Li took several deep breaths before she put down the almost explosive spleen pressure. She vomited a mouthful of turbid gas and asked, "Dad, listen to me. Now you uninstall the microblog immediately and never come back." Dad Xia was quiet for a few seconds, and then asked, "why? It's fun. " Xia Li coaxed: "it's not fun at all. It's addictive. You're so busy, you can't be addicted. You'd better uninstall now. "“ That baby, you underestimate your father's self-control. I only brush my microblog for one hour a day to help you see which grasshoppers are jumping again, and then your father won't play. "