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Chapter 1725

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Murong Qianqian cried, "Ji Zuo, you b * stard!"

Ji Zuo walked out of the door and closed it with his back facing her.

It wasn't that he didn't like her, but he couldn't face that memory himself. How could he force it on her?

Even if she didn't mind, he would!

He stood at the door for a long time.

Murong Qianqian waited in the direction of the door and cursed him many times in her heart.

Ji Zuo took a deep breath and made a call.

The bodyguards who had followed him when he first came to Tang Village arrived very quickly.

Ji Zuo looked at them and said, "Guard this place. Don't let her go out, and don't let her go to the tomb."

The bodyguards replied, "Yes, Master Ji."

Ji Zuo turned around and looked in the direction of the bedroom. "Remember to bring her three meals and water on time every day."

The bodyguards replied, "Yes, Master Ji."

Ji Zuo was still worried. He walked some distance away and called Uncle Rong to check Murong Ting's number. Then he called him.

After a long time, someone picked up the call.

Murong Ting said, "Hello, who is this?"

This was his private number. Someone actually knew it.

"Ji Zuo."

Ji Zuo was very direct about protecting his family.

Murong Ting was surprised. "Why are you calling me?"

Ji Zuo said in a low voice, "Qianqian is in Tang Village. Uncle Murong, get someone to bring her back."

Tang Village?

Murong Ting's expression changed. "I got it!"

Ji Zuo said, "That's it then."

Hearing that Ji Zuo was about to hang up, Murong Ting was a little surprised. "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Ji Zuo laughed, his voice cold. "What's the use of saying it?"

Murong Ting said, "No."

Ji Zuo said, "Then why bother saying it?"

Murong Ting took a sip of tea. "Qianqian went to look for you?"

Ji Zuo replied, "Yes, but don't worry, Uncle Murong. I've told her clearly that we've broken up."

Murong Ting clenched the teacup in his hand. "You really surprised me."

Ji Zuo thought of those videos and a dark aura surrounded him. After a long while, he said, "Uncle, I think you should destroy those videos. Don't dirty your eyes."

Murong Ting replied, "I haven't seen it yet. Yu 'er has. I will get him to destroy it."

Ji Zuo said, "Thank you, Uncle Murong."

Murong Ting replied, "Yeah, I'll personally go to Tang Village to fetch Qianqian."

Ji Zuo hung up.

Murong Ting sat there with a gloomy face.

Why would Qianqian go to Tang Village?

How did she know that Ji Zuo was in Tang Village?

He made a phone call and arranged for someone and a private plane. Without any delay, he personally went to Tang Village.

Qianqian could not go to that place, she had to leave!

Two hours later, he arrived at Tang Village.

Ji Zuo's men received him and brought him to the room where Murong Qianqian was locked up.

When he entered the room, he saw that Qianqian's hands and feet were tied up. He frowned and glanced at the man who had received him. "Ji Zuo kidnapped my daughter?"

The bodyguard had a bad feeling about this and didn't dare to reply.

Murong Ting glanced at him and didn't probe further. He walked forward and personally helped Qianqian untie the straps on her hands and feet.

Murong Qianqian felt guilty and lowered her head guiltily. "Dad, why are you here?"

Murong Ting looked solemn. "I'm here to bring you home."

Murong Qianqian contemplated for a moment. She had already broken up with Ji Zuo and he was the one who had said so. She was the third daughter of the Murong family after all. She didn't have to beg him to get back together.

She glanced at Murong Ting and threw herself into his arms.

Murong Ting hugged her and patted her back gently. "Alright, don't be sad. Everything is fine now. Dad will always be by your side."

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