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Six hundred and twentieth chapters around

Lu Fan was stunned. He had already told Zhong Boyong and others last night that he would leave this morning and would not let them come to see him off. Why did he come here so early in the morning?

"Okay, I'll go down now."

After explaining to the nanny, Lu Fan turned around and went downstairs when he observed Tang Huanxi still sleeping soundly through the crack in the door.

On the green avenue in front of the villa, a charcoal gray Lamborghini was parked on the roadside. Liu Yingying, wearing a sexy uniform and skirt, was leaning against the passenger door, smoking a cigarette elegantly.

Liu Yingying was wearing a white uniform shirt with a small suit jacket on top. She was sexy and charming. The uniform shirt was tight and outlined the seductive curves. Lu Fan, who had not yet fully recovered from last night's dream, was slightly stunned.

, a rare strange thing appeared in his eyes.

Under the uniform skirt are beautiful black silk legs, which are exuding a lustrous luster. Under the long legs are sexy and attractive stilettos. Coupled with the smoke gently exhaled from the red lips, the femininity is fully displayed.

"How did you come?"

After only a brief period of confusion, Lu Fan came to his senses and walked forward curiously.

"Of course I came to see you."

Liu Yingying blew out the smoke gently and looked at Lu Fan with her beautiful eyes: "Are you going back to Nandu today? I will go with you."

In fact, her visit to Nandu this time was not entirely for Lu Fan. Her family had some business in Jinling that she needed to take care of, so she used her connections to help Lu Fan.

"Do you drive?"

Lu Fan asked curiously: "But we take the high-speed rail, it's a different route."

Although Zhong Waner gave herself an Aston Martin for transportation, she considered it unsafe on the highway and might suffer retaliation from the Ma family, so after much thought, she decided that the high-speed rail was safer.

"That's it..."

Liu Yingying was obviously disappointed and put out the cigarette butt: "Forget it, I'll go back by myself. See you again when I return to Nandu."

With that said, he stepped straight into the Lamborghini and drove off with the engine roaring.

"Strange woman."

Lu Fan shook his head, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly discovered that on the ground where Liu Yingying had been standing just now, in addition to a cigarette butt that had just been discarded, there was also a white paper ball.

Lu Fan was stunned for a moment. After looking around and realizing that there was no one else here, he stepped forward to pick up the paper ball and held it in his palm before walking back to the villa.

He asked the nanny to make him a pot of tea, sat in the glass sunroom on the first floor, and opened the paper ball bit by bit: There was a ghost around him.

Four words.

Lu Fan frowned suddenly. At this time, the nanny came over with a teapot and placed it in front of Lu Fan.

"Besides the woman just now, has anyone else been at the door this morning?" Lu Fan put away the paper ball and looked at the nanny and asked.

"No, no one has ever come to our door except when the cleaners come to clean the streets at six o'clock," the nanny said.

Lu Fan nodded: "Okay, you can go out."

After the nanny went out, Lu Fan unfolded the paper ball again. The paper ball was dry and had no trace of being wetted by the early morning dew. This proved that it had not been left at the door for a long time. If no one else had come, it must have been Liu Yingying's intention.

Abandoned.

She came here early in the morning, not because she wanted to go back to Nandu with her, but to remind herself that there were ghosts around her.

"There are ghosts around..."

Lu Fan's face was not very good. The fact that Liu Yingying found this proved that she knew that she and Tang Huanxi lived here, and then she chose to remind herself in this way. Wasn't it clear that she was on guard against Tang Huanxi?

This joke is a bit too big.

Lu Fan put the paper ball into the tea candle, lit it, and burned it, deciding not to think about this impossible problem.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

Tang Huanxi also got up, had breakfast, changed clothes, and drove out, heading straight to Jinling High-speed Railway Station.

Although Jinling and Nandu are not in the same province, they both belong to the same triangular economic zone. The transportation is very convenient. The high-speed train runs almost every hour. On the way, Lu Fancai used his mobile phone to buy the ticket. When he arrived at the station, he just entered the station and got on the train back.

Nandu.

Ma's Mansion.

Ma Yingfeng sat there with a gloomy look on her face. There was a mess all over the place. After that night, she threw things every day. The whole room was cleaned and smashed, smashed and tidied again... She couldn't suppress the resentment in her heart, even if the house was demolished.

So what? Compared with Lu Fan's public denunciation of his heartlessness, which caused her to lose the supervision of the Lu family, even if the entire Ma family was torn down, it would seem too insignificant...

Lu Fuqing kept kneeling on the ground and allowed Ma Yingfeng to drop things on him. His whole body was cut and bruised by the broken porcelain cups and bowls, and there were even large cuts on his face. There was no treatment for two days.

, the wound became inflamed and suppurated, his pupils were dilated, and his body was shaking like a sieve. Every time he fell to the ground, Ma Yingfeng would kick him up hard with high heels and continue to kneel down.


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