Chapter 529
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Lu Qidong looked at the television thoughtfully. His gaze fell on the photo of house number four among the seven photos in Jian Chenglang's hand.
He felt that it was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. He had just found a clue, but before he could think deeper, he was interrupted by Song Ching-wan's words. He shook his head.
"No. It'll be more suspicious if we cancel it. Those people aren't fools. Once we cancel it, they might think that we have a guilty conscience. "
Most of the people who had their eyes on Li Li were old foxes like them. Their IQ couldn't be said to be very high, but almost every one of them had gone through hardships. They relied on scheming against others step by step and were schemed against by others to get to where they were today. They had rich experience and keen intuition.
As long as there was the slightest thing wrong, they would be able to detect it.
Song Ching-wan's frown deepened. "Then what should we do?"
Lu Qidong wasn't very nervous. "Don't be afraid. Isn't there still Little Hanhan? He won't let anything happen to Li Li."
Song Ching-wan couldn't listen. Ever since she fell ill, coupled with Houston's indulgence, and because she was too worried about the little girl, Song Ching-wan couldn't calm down at all.
She muttered to herself, "It wasn't easy to make those people waver with Yu Zheng's actions. If they see Li Li get the best house with their own eyes, then won't all our previous efforts be in vain?"
Lu Qidong stared at the photo of house number four and was suddenly stunned. He finally remembered where he had seen it before and interrupted her.
"Not necessarily."
Song Ching-wan didn't react. "What?"
Lu Qidong's gentle gaze fell on the television. The little girl in a white shirt and jeans said in a low voice,
"I said that Li Li might not necessarily get the village chief's villa."
Before Song Ching-wan could ask, "Why are you so sure?"
On the television, Little Lu Li's lot clearly had a red number written on it —
It wasn't the village chief's villa number one, but a small wooden house number four.
"It really is this house."
Lu Qidong's voice rang out.
Song Ching-wan watched as Lu Junhan took the route to Room 4 from the production crew.
At the same time, the production team also handed the photo of Room 4 to Lu Junhan. The photo of Room 4 was enlarged in front of the camera and was very clear.
Song Ching-wan's eyes widened when she saw the photo of Room 4.
"Isn't this house …"
Lu Qidong had already rummaged through the girl's bag.
Sure enough, not long after, Lu Qidong pulled out a picture of Room 4 from a pile of sketches.
This photo was exactly the same as the photo of Room 4 on the television.
This photo was given to Lu Junhan the day after he bought the variety show. He had given it to her so that she could draw on it.
He even said that if she did a good job, the house would be hers.
The little girl didn't like houses. She felt that the current house was very good. Everyone lived together, so she didn't need a new house.
However, in Room 4, he accidentally slapped a passing chicken into the room.
Hence, the little girl worked very hard to draw the house for the sake of that little chicken. It was all so that she could have a house with a little chicken.
"There were so many houses placed together just now, so I didn't notice this house." Lu Qidong looked at the photo and said thoughtfully, "It seems that Little Hanhan has already made full preparations without us knowing."
No wonder Little Hanhan wanted to buy the show. It turned out that it was to prepare in advance.
And since the investor was the Lu clan, the Lu clan would naturally participate.
The recording of the show also knew the process of the show. It was easy to get the photo of the house.
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