The woman's voice sounded like she was crying, and her body was trembling slightly.

Lu Zhaohe pursed his thin lips tightly, remained silent for several seconds, and said in a low voice, "Speak slowly."

The uncle who had been ignored for a long time was a little puzzled, but no one noticed him at this time.

Lu Zhaohe directly placed Bai Pu on the hood of the car, pressed her legs and pulled her closer, from a top-down angle.

Bai Pu wiped the moist corners of his eyes and looked up at him, feeling confused.

Who sent the repairman who killed her, and why did Lu Zhaohe appear here?

And the back view of him and Xia Yan in the hotel yesterday, like a slow motion movie, came to mind.

Bai Pu took a deep breath and his eyes calmed down little by little.

"Someone is trying to kill me," she said.

Lu Zhaohe's face suddenly became cold and his eyes darkened, "Where is it?"

Bai Pu saw his reaction clearly.

To be honest, based on the ferocity of the gangster, she suspected that he was from Chengchuan's side. Maybe she had exposed her feet somewhere, and it was not like she had not been followed and warned before.

The relationship between the man in front of him and the upper echelon of Chengchuan has always been a mystery.

Bai Pu calmed down, his mind became more alert, and he explained what had just happened in detail.

She tugged at the corner of his clothes tightly, her voice still a bit soft as if she had just cried, "I locked him in the house just before I came out. He should still be there now. Should I call the police?"

The last sentence was purely a test. Bai Pu stared at his expression and couldn't help but purse his red lips.

Lu Zhaohe's face was so dark that he could squeeze out water, his eyes were like paint, and there was a thick cold color inside.

He directly hugged Bai Pu again, his voice was low and cold, "Lead the way, I'll go there."

Bai Pu's feet were dangling in the air again, and he was clinging to him subconsciously. When he realized that he was actually going to find the gangster like this.

"No, it's too dangerous!" She struggled immediately.

However, Lu Zhaohe could not help but carry her inside.

"You don't want the car!?" The uncle who had already retreated to the guard booth watched the two people leave and shouted in surprise.

As a result, I received no response at all.

"Yes." The uncle stepped forward speechlessly, took out the keys of the two cars, and closed the locks.

Over there, Bai Pu protested for a while and then stopped moving, because Lu Zhaohe obviously had no intention of stopping.

She stared at his strong jaw line, her heart filled with confusion.

Why didn't Lu Zhaohe choose to call the police? Why did he insist on meeting people by himself? Why did these things wrap her up like a thin thread?

When she got out of the elevator and saw the door that was already wide open, the lock had already been picked open, she was stunned.

Lu Zhaohe frowned and led her forward.

I scanned around the room and found that the living room was empty and there was no smell of anyone.

But the whole house was in an unusual mess. It had been ransacked from inside to out, as if it had been looted by thieves.

Bai Pu saw that the once carefully decorated house had turned into this ghostly state, and his heart ached as if he was being grabbed by the hand.

She struggled down and took out a pair of slippers from the entrance and wore them.

I originally wanted to give Lu Zhaohe that pair, but when I looked back, there seemed to be no need to change shoes on such a ground.

Bai Pu was about to walk in, but was stopped by Lu Zhaohe.

He went ahead and inspected each room, and then said to Bai Pu, "Check what is missing."

Bai Pu's eyelashes trembled.

Was he worried that that person was still lurking and might hurt her when he did what he did just now?

Just thinking about him going to the hotel with Xia Yan, she didn't want to be sentimental anymore, so she forced herself to be cold, and she said yes and passed him to the room.

Bai Pu moved very quickly. In less than ten minutes, she walked out and said to Lu Zhaohe who was beside the sofa, "Nothing is missing, everything is there."

Including the jewelry in her dressing room and the bags in the cloakroom, there are a lot of valuable items.

"Are you sure?" Lu Zhaohe frowned.

Bai Pu's original nod became hesitant, and he said hesitantly, "Maybe some small and insignificant things are missing, but I haven't noticed them yet."

Lu Zhaohe's feet were treading water, his face was cold.

Making a fuss at home but taking nothing away, is this provocation or does it have ulterior motives?

He suddenly looked at Bai Pu and said, "Let's go."

"...Where are you going?" Bai Pu asked after walking two steps with him before reacting.

The arc between Lu Zhaohe's brows faded, but his eyes were still warm and understanding, "Can you still live here?"

He always uses rhetorical questions instead of answers, which tends to sound bad.

Bai Pu pursed his lips and thought of the cleaning lady who hadn't arrived yet, "So where are we going?"

Lu Zhaohe didn't answer at first, but stopped when he reached the door.

Looking back at her, the distance between the two of them was very close, just one step away.
Chapter completed!