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Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 1471

Jay nodded, "Yes, I could have sworn that Auntie Nancy didn't do this."

"If swearing worked, the thunder gods and thunder mothers in the sky would have died of exhaustion long ago, after all, there are too many people who lie, and each one of them says that the sky will beat them to death." Bonnie does not believe this.

"So what do you want me to do to believe what I'm saying?" Jay asked.

Bonnie replied dryly, "No matter what you do, I won't believe it."

She only believes what she has seen and heard with her own eyes and ears.

"Mr. Jones, it's not that I'm deliberately giving you a hard time, but in this world, the person who really knows himself is himself." Bonnie said sincerely.

Others will evaluate or analyze it, more or less with personal emotions.

Not to mention the fact that Jay and Nancy are as close as they are.

What was said was not biased.

"Yes, I don't dare to pack my bags in other aspects, but this matter is absolutely true, after all, it is difficult to lay hands on the child in your belly, it is better to go directly to deal with the five small children you brought to Capital, right?"

Those five little kids have to go to and from school every day, so if you want to do it, there are too many opportunities!

Bonnie suddenly tensed up, her whole body muscles tensed up, "What do you want to do, if you dare to touch them, I will not let you go!"

Jay hurriedly held up his hand, "I'm just giving an example, don't get too nervous."

Bonnie gave him a hard stare, "You better not take this as a joke, or I will not let you pass!"

"OK," Jay replied, "I'm just trying to tell you exactly what's an easier place to start."

"Your words are not enough to convince me that Auntie Nancy is innocent; after all, some people are equipped with anti-surveillance abilities, and the more places others can think of, the more she will circumvent."

This way, the problem will not be detected.

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