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Chapter 1711

Xiao Quance shook his head disregardedly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's fine if you're fine."

Yang Huilan looked at him and had a subtle change.

This was the first time she had encountered someone who was so persistent and focused on her own considerations.

At the same time, Pu Mansion.

The servant hurried from outside to report.

"Sir, something happened to the Cyclops. I suddenly got out of the water last night and someone deliberately set fire."

"What? Where is Miss Yang?" Pu Lanbin suddenly stood up, and his heart became nervous and asked anxiously.

"Miss Yang has nothing to do."

Pu Lanbin breathed a sigh of relief, just as Yang Huilan was fine.

"Why did you come to report yesterday and today?" Pu Lanbin asked in a low voice with an unhappy expression.

"It was only the young man who learned about this news. Last night, Lord Qin, Miss Zhao, and Lord Xiao all went there."

This speech from the servant is like adding fuel to the fire.

"Xiao Quance has also gone? He is very informed and is really concerned about Miss Yang." Pu Lanbin felt quite unhappy.

"Let's go to the cyclamen to take a look." Pu Lanbin hurriedly left the mansion and went straight to the cyclamen to the cyclamen.

However, as soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Xiao Quance and Yang Huilan working together while talking and laughing.

Pu Lanbin stopped and watched them, his hands hanging under his sleeves tightened secretly.

"Sir, why don't you go in? You've already reached the door." The servant asked in confusion.

"Since someone helps, I don't have to disturb them." Pu Lanbin was so arrogant that he said, "and then he left with a slight smile."

The servant couldn't touch his mind and followed behind and left.

After he left, Yang Huilan looked at the door and vaguely saw his figure, but she did not chase him out.

"Are they so idle on weekdays? They actually have time to help clean up the building." Pu Lanbin muttered angrily.

The servant followed behind and didn't dare to say a word, for fear of accidentally touching his bad temper.

When Qin Zhenzhu and Zhang Fangfang were going to the embroidery workshop, they happened to pass by the celestialis at the door and were shocked to see the appearance of being burned by fire.

They have not heard of this yet, and they have only seen it now.

"Miss Yang." Qin Zhenzhu shouted.

"It's Madam Qin!" Yang Huilan agreed and came forward.

"What's going on?" Qin Zhenzhu was really surprised when she looked at the messy house. She didn't expect that such a big change would happen overnight.

"Someone deliberately set fire, but it started burning last night and it turned out like this." Yang Huilan said helplessly.

"Do you know who made it?" Zhang Fangfang asked.

Yang Huilan shook her head, "I don't know yet, I have to wait until Jingzhao Yin thoroughly investigated it."

"I don't know which god killed me, who did such an immoral thing. How much money would I lose if I was burned to this place?" Qin Zhenzhu felt distressed for Yang Huilan.

"Maybe the cyclaki came too popular, which attracted a lot of jealousy."

This is the only reason to explain it, otherwise Yang Huilan would never have thought that anyone would do such a thing.
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