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Chapter 2193

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There was no doubt that the lighter was almost unrecognizable from the fire. However, it wasn't hard to tell that this lighter was the one she had thrown at the corpse of her previous life in the tomb and burned it to ashes. Novel {with} {dream}

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"Uncle Bao Lei, your friend is really a weirdo. What's there to recognize about this lighter? It's just a piece of scrap metal! " Ge Ling stared at the lighter for a long time before he finally opened his mouth and asked in confusion.

Tiger wasn't from Country Z, but his pronunciation was very accurate.

None of the people present were surprised by this.

The Ge family was a wealthy family after all. The younger generation of the Ge family was definitely more knowledgeable than ordinary people.

Perhaps ordinary people would be shocked and incredulous if they saw that a foreigner like Tiger could speak Chinese with such accurate pronunciation.

However, Ge Ling and the others had grown up with higher education. They had seen many things and were naturally not surprised by such things.

At this moment, Ge Ling had finally voiced out everyone's doubts.

What was there to recognize about this lighter?

It was just a piece of scrap metal!

Bao Lei only laughed silently and didn't reply to Ge Ling.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have told everyone everything that had happened in the tomb in a boastful tone.

However, Bao Lei and Tiger were both influential figures internationally.

Those in the underworld had to always remember one thing: speak less and do more.

Bao Lei and Tiger knew this very well. Therefore, even if they were stupid, they wouldn't come forward to explain.

To put it simply, Bao Lei and Tiger were much more meticulous than those small international figures.

At this moment, Ge Ling's words didn't attract anyone's attention.

Tiger and Bao Lei both stared at Yun Jian, waiting for her reply.

Seeing this, Yun Jian lowered her eyes and said, "I don't remember. My memory only stops at the three hours before entering the tomb."

Yun Jian's eyes were crystal clear, and her delicate and beautiful face was flushed red. Just like before, there was no change in her expression, and there was no trace of her lying.

At least, Tiger and Bao Lei couldn't tell that Yun Jian was lying.

Their black eyes flashed at the same time.

"Haha! It seems that the little girl is like us, she really lost her memory! "After Tiger heard this, he put the lighter back into his trouser pocket and said with a smile.

It was hard to tell if it was mockery, suspicion, or if it was a complete dismissal of his suspicions about Yun Jian.

"Everyone must be hungry, right? Judging from the time, lunch should be ready in the kitchen. Let's eat together! "Master Ge said at this moment.

After all, Master Ge was a rather dignified person. After he finished speaking, everyone immediately agreed.

Yun Jian also followed them to the Ge family's big dining room.

The Ge family had many dining rooms. They were divided into Dining Room 1, Dining Room 2, Dining Room 3, and so on.

Today, Master Ge brought everyone to Dining Room 6 to eat rice and other main dishes.

The Ge family's luxurious dining room wasn't just for show.

This dining room's rectangular dining table was at least twenty meters long and five to six meters wide. It could seat dozens of people without feeling crowded.

At this moment, Master Ge was sitting at the front of the table. It was the best seat, which symbolized the greatest authority.

The dishes were slowly brought to the table.

One by one, the maids brought all kinds of dishes to the table.

It had to be said that the Ge family's lifestyle was very extravagant.

At this moment, Yun Jian was sitting next to Qin Yirou. Next to her, the maids were serving the dishes one by one.

Just as Yun Jian glanced to the side, the maid who was carrying a bowl of boiling seaweed soup to the table suddenly trembled. The boiling soup poured directly onto Yun Jian.



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