‘Since your account cannot be logged in to 6, why didn’t you find a programmer to show you? Isn’t there a network administrator in the palace?’ asked Lianlian.

Although Mofei's reason is very real, what surprised her was that she could not log in to the number and Mofei could find someone to operate it. But Mofei did not find someone to repair it, which is not normal.

'I found someone to repair it, and even used a hacker, but I just couldn't find this number, so it was a damn thing.' Mofei said helplessly.

He also wanted to find his number, but this number was like a ghost, and he couldn't find it anyway.

Lianlian's eyes became narrow and narrow, "If you can't find it, forget it, it won't be bothered to open another number anyway. I'm going to sleep, An An."

‘You are going to bed so soon, aunt, you are too ruthless.’ Mofei complained.

‘I am a pregnant woman now, okay? The duty of a pregnant woman is to sleep.’ After Lianlian said that, she ruthlessly turned off the screen of her mobile phone.

Her phone is in silent mode and is vibrating all the time, indicating that there is information constantly going in.

Lianlian's fingers hit the bed, and Mofei found a hacker, but the hackers were helpless. That means that the person who stole Mofei's number was even better than the hacker Mofei found.

The next moment, she clicked on the screen of her phone again, ignoring the pile of information coming from Mofei. He clicked on Feifei Nimeng's account to leave a message.

‘It’s so boring, come and chat with me.’

Soon, the other party replied, 'I haven't slept so late? You are pregnant now, don't you know?'

‘Don’t you talk to me so late every day? Don’t you know I’m a pregnant woman?’ Reply.

‘I’m chatting with you at night, but I haven’t talked until too late. Go to bed!’ the man replied.

A sharp gaze flashed in Lianlian's eyes. The tone of these two people was completely wrong, and they were obviously two people.

At this time, she was 100% sure that Fei Fei Nimeng's account had been stolen.

‘How is Dabai in the palace like? I think about it quite a bit.’ She continued to chat.

‘Snow Wolf is pretty good. You want to give me its heart. Do you think of it? If he knows that you are thinking about its heart, he will hate you so much.’ The man replied.

Lianlian bit her finger lightly, what was going on? This person who stole the Mofei name actually knew that Dabai was Xuelang?

Did she think wrong? She knew that Mofei's number had been stolen, and her first reaction was that the person who stole Mofei's number was William.

But how could William know about Dabai's existence? Dabai was just a snow wolf raised in the palace, and William was in the palace of Rels. If William even knew about a snow wolf in the palace of Rels, then William would be too idle.

'Did the pot of small flowers raised in my palace bloom? Have you promised me to help me raise the pot of flowers well,' she continued to ask.

‘Just thrown outside the pot of sun grass, you can flourish and leaves, and you still need to deliberately raise it?’ William continued to reply.

Damn, Lianlian's heart was cold. Even the person knew about the pot of sun grass planted in her palace. So this person should live in the palace, otherwise why would he be so clear about the situation in her palace?

She gave up the idea that this person was William, who felt that this person should be someone in the Middle East Palace.

Could it be that the Tulu people deliberately brought Mofei's number to pick her up where?

But it seems that this idea is not right. This person is just chatting with her and flirting, and never asked where she is.

Her mind was about to explode, and she couldn't figure out who this person was.

‘What’s wrong with the sun grass? Isn’t the sun grass flowers? It’s well-raised, and it will bloom with branches and leaves, and bloom with big flowers. I miss the dimples very much.’ Lianlian deliberately choked.

William looked at the three words "Dimmip", and a gust surged out. The person he was thinking about was his son, but not him.

'If you miss him, then does he miss you? Don't be too passionate, hurry up and go to bed." He went offline after he said that, and didn't want to watch Lianlian show their deep love for mother and son anymore.

Without him, where did Lianlian get the dimples? Now Lianlian only wants dimples, not him.

William threw his phone on the table and pressed his finger on the inside number of the landline on the table.

The phone was answered in a flash, "Your Majesty, what are your instructions?" the guard asked respectfully.

"Go and take His Majesty Simba to the martial arts training ground to practice martial arts." William ordered.

I miss Simba once, so he asked the little guy to practice martial arts once.

"Yes!" The guards received the order.

Simba, who was playing chess happily with his aunt in his room, suddenly saw the guard who came to pick him up.

"What are you here for?" He felt uneasy, as if the time and place of these guards appeared were wrong. Recently, he was often caught by these guards who appeared inexplicably to practice martial arts.

"Your Majesty, your father let us take you to the martial arts field to practice martial arts," said the guard respectfully.

Simba's facial features changed shape and she was practicing martial arts again. Why has his father been keen on letting him practice martial arts recently?

"I feel uncomfortable today and can't practice martial arts anymore. Aunt, you have to testify to me!" He quickly pulled his foreign aid.

"Yes, Simba was uncomfortable today and was not suitable for practicing martial arts." Erinda said.

The guards were a little embarrassed, "This is your Majesty's order. If your Majesty Simba is not feeling well, please ask Simba to ask for leave from your father. We just do it as His Majesty William told me."

These are William's instructions. Simba didn't want to go, so he could only ask Simba to take leave by himself.

Erinda was speechless, not knowing what the father and son were making trouble. He also felt a little strange. William seemed to have been focusing on Simba's martial arts practice.

"Simba, go and tell your father that you are not feeling well."

Simba's little face was tense and asked him to ask for leave from his father. It would be better to let him practice martial arts directly.

He kicked his calf and walked towards the guard, "Let's go and practice martial arts."

Ah? Erinda looked at the kid who was going to practice martial arts and was speechless. Simba clearly didn't want to practice martial arts just now.

The guard watched Simba come over, followed Simba, took Simba to the martial arts training ground, and then reported Simba's situation to William.

William was very satisfied with his son's performance. He knew that Simba's stubborn temper was that Simba would definitely not ask him for leave.

If anyone asks you to fight me for your damn, you can practice martial arts well.

He snorted coldly, afraid that when his son practiced as a martial arts master, he didn't know why he was forced to practice martial arts.

Lying in bed, she fell asleep. Even if she didn't guess who the man was, she couldn't resist sleepiness. After all, she was a pregnant woman. Her main task was to eat, sleep, and live a happy life like a pig.

In the dream, she saw her son, she hugged Simba and kissed him again. In a blink of an eye, the son in her arms became William again. She was so scared that she wanted to run away quickly, but the man hugged him tightly...
Chapter completed!