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[23] blind date

"My heart...is it mine?!"

The housekeeper looked at Yi Lin's determined expression and said in a slightly older voice, "Master, are you kidding me? Whose heart could it be if it wasn't yours?"

Seeing that the old housekeeper kept silent about his increasingly strong body, Yi Lin angrily swept away the tea set on the study table, making a loud tingling sound on the ground.

He responded calmly and calmly, standing in front of the door respectfully but not humbly.

"...Is it Jian Moqian?"

With trembling fingers and voice, he finally asked the truth that he had never dared to ask!

"Yes. The young master guessed it right!"

"Asshole!" Yi Lin roared angrily, "Don't answer in such a relaxed tone, how could you do this!?" The butler replied calmly, "For the sake of the young master, I, an old man, am willing to do anything."

At this moment, Yi Lin suddenly realized that the servants and old housekeepers who had been accompanying him had turned into a gray-haired old man at some point.

"go out!"

Yi Lin said in a low voice, and after the housekeeper closed the door, he immediately smashed everything into pieces.

"Help me find out the whereabouts of Jian Moxi!"

He suddenly pressed a series of phone calls and whispered.

Not counting anything else, just with the fierce beating of this heart, he, Mu Tang Yilin, will find her... or her body!

xx

"sister……"

Li Qingyu sat dejectedly in front of the crystal coffin, her slender fingers constantly touching Li Xueqing's face through the crystal tube plate.

Since her death, she had ordered this coffin to be built at all costs.

She is her biological sister from both father and mother. How could she bear to watch Li Xueqing die so palely... She wants revenge! She wants revenge on everyone who hurt her sister!

Let them taste the pain of losing their loved ones...

"But... sister, I really don't want to accompany those disgusting people anymore! They... whenever their disgusting claws are on me..." Li Qingyu's face twisted in pain.

Her makeup-free face was calm and beautiful, "Sister, can I take a break? Don't be angry...it's just that my sister is too tired!"

The volume of her words gradually decreased, and she couldn't help but lie on the crystal coffin and squint her eyelids.

She was indeed too tired. In order to protect her sister, she even spent all her family's wealth. Her sister had always let her live in secret before, preventing her from being exposed and accepting the dangers outside, but she still made the same mistake as her sister. But she

I don’t feel any regrets, just for my sister!

xx

"Mo'er...eat!"

Luo Chen thoughtfully placed a piece of pastry on Xia Wumo's plate, with a faint smile on her lips.

International dance, drinks and wine, famous ladies gathered together.

The dazzling lights shrouded the backs of all the gorgeously dressed figures. Xia Wumo, illuminated by the lights, looked particularly mysterious and gorgeous.

The exquisite white butterfly mask makes her look like a beautiful butterfly flying among countless flowers. With just a slight move, she can fly and capture a man's heart as easily as a poppy!

Her voluptuous red lips fascinated all the men present, and they kept moving closer to Xia Wumo.

Suddenly, all the people attending the dance automatically lined up in two lines and formed a path.

A man appeared who combined all the brilliance into one. He had beautiful beige hair, gorgeous blue eyes like the sea, and a cold smile condensed at the corner of his thin mouth.

He was born to be a noble young master, even though he had an oppressive and domineering aura surrounding him, which fascinated all the women present.

Luo Chen glanced at him teasingly, he was still so high-profile, every move caught people's attention.

Leng Lengye raised his calm eyes and glanced around him coldly. Among the colorful clothes of all the famous ladies, a long red dress aroused his desire to explore.

That figure...
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