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104 What are you

"Maybe... I will leave for a while."

After knowing the number, Lin Zhi spoke intermittently, which made Lin Chu look at him solemnly several times.

"Brother, if you have something to do, you can just tell me." Lin Zhi, who was hesitant and hesitant, was... weird.

"Some official business."

Lin Chu slightly twitched the corners of her lips. She was not interested in other people's secrets. She didn't care whether Lin Zhi stayed or left.

After that day, Lin Zhi never showed up again. Lin Chu had no time to meet with Wanyan, and was surprised when he learned that Aunt Juan from the City Lord's Mansion was Lin Zhi's spy.

That woman had no sense of presence during several tense situations. She was not an ordinary person. After being named by her, she died generously, which made the two Feng brothers suspicious of each other with just one sentence.

Clean and neat, like someone trained by Lin Zhi.

"If Mr. Liu is tired, take a rest."

Su Wen picked up the lantern and secretly pouted when he saw the book in Lin Chu's hand. He was reading this page in front of a cup of tea, as if it was a snack.

"Hmm." Lin Chu didn't feel embarrassed, put away the book and looked through the curtain: "When did the motorcade stop?"

Since leaving Shangshui City, the motorcade has sped up. For half a month, it only stopped when it was most sleepy. If I remember correctly, it only stopped once for rectification half an hour ago.

"I'll go take a look."

"No need." Hua Ling in the corner raised her eyebrows: "If there is anything important, someone will help."

Su Wen glanced at her: "Did I talk to you?"

Starting from Shangshui City, this person followed him like a piece of candy. If it weren't for the fact that Lin Chu was a man, she probably wouldn't have left even while sleeping.

Su Wen has a cold temperament, and he especially has a bad attitude towards Hua Ling. I always feel that this man has evil intentions and cannot be friendly with her.

"You bastard!" Hua Ling Chen Mu cursed in a low voice, "Wait for me to make peace with my family, and I'll have a good harvest for you!"

Su Wen shouted: "You are now the Sixth Master's slave. Please abide by your duties as a slave. If you can't bear the injustice, you can go back to Southern Xinjiang and be your noble princess!"

"You!" Hua Ling glared, put one hand on her hips, raised the other hand high, and slapped Su Wen on the cheek with a roar.

Her wrist was grabbed by someone and stopped in mid-air. Hua Ling took a breath of pain and felt that the bones in her wrist were about to break.

Looking sideways, he looked into the young man's cold eyes, and felt that the man's bright eyes seemed to be covered with a faint light of blood.

"You..." Hua Ling swallowed subconsciously, feeling that being stared at by Lin Chu made her breathless, but she was unwilling to be oppressed: "Let go!"

"You are very noisy." Lin Chu frowned, and with a flick of his wrist, Hua Ling's body slammed into the car. With a muffled thud, Hua Ling was so painful that she almost cried.

"I am the princess of Southern Xinjiang!" Her voice was suppressed, and the anger in her eyes was clear. Her nails pierced into her flesh, and blood dripped from her face.

How dare you untouchables!

"Get off the car if you keep arguing!" Lin Chu said with a cold face and impatience in his eyes: "Have you asked me if you want to attack Su Wen?"

Hua Ling closed her mouth, her chest was rising and falling violently, and she was panting like an ox. However, within a moment, she was filled with dissatisfaction.

No one in the car paid attention to Hua Ling, so Lin Chu opened the book and continued reading. After turning a page, she saw a finger as white as jade reaching towards her.

"What are Master Liu looking at? Why don't you ask me to take a look too? I also liked Western Chu culture when I was in southern Xinjiang. Let's discuss it together?"

The man's fingers were just about to touch Lin Chu's book. Lin Chu shook his hand and the thick book closed with a snap, almost pinching Hua Ling's fingers.

"This place is thousands of miles away from southern Xinjiang. If someone died silently, no one would be able to find out!"

Lin Chu's voice was cold and indifferent, and there was a flash of sharp murderous intent in his eyes.


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