Chapter 1833
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Was it so that he could come back at night?
If Ah Dong hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known that someone would enter Qianqian's room at night.
Ah Dong probably came back every night because of this, right?
After a pause, he said in a low voice, "Ah Dong, from tonight onwards, you can move over and stay in the room next to Third Miss."
Ji Zuo looked at Murong Ting. "Old Master, is this … appropriate?"
Murong Ting glanced at Ji Zuo. "It's appropriate to sleep on the floor in Third Miss's room, but not next door?"
Murong Qianqian was speechless.
Ji Zuo was speechless.
Qianqian stole a glance at Ji Zuo.
Ji Zuo looked embarrassed.
Murong Ting didn't look at them again and walked away.
Only when he was far away did Murong Qianqian heave a sigh of relief. She looked at Ji Zuo. "My dad didn't think too much about it, did he?"
Ji Zuo looked at her. "I don't think we did anything."
Murong Qianqian punched him lightly. "What do you want to do?"
Ji Zuo said, "That's hard to say."
Murong Qianqian thought about the wound on Murong Yu's wrist. They were outside and there were too many people. What if someone heard them? She didn't mention it. "Have you had dinner?"
Ji Zuo said, "Not yet."
Murong Qianqian said, "Let me help you."
Ji Zuo said, "Okay."
The two of them brought Little Prince to the kitchen.
Murong Qianqian knew how to make simple meals. She made a bowl of mixed bean paste noodles and sat with Little Prince. As she watched Ji Zuo eat, she couldn't help asking, "Is it good?"
Ji Zuo looked up at Murong Qianqian. "Are you going to tell me the truth?"
Murong Qianqian quickly said, "I don't think so."
Ji Zuo chuckled. "It's good."
Murong Qianqian was speechless.
Was this the truth or a lie?
Although the food she made wasn't delicious, it wasn't bad either, right?
She cooked for herself and ate for herself!
When she recalled how the Little Prince had bitten Murong Yu, she was also a little puzzled. She looked at Ji Zuo and wanted to ask him about it, but she was afraid that someone would overhear, so she didn't ask.
When he returned to his room, Murong Ting had already ordered someone to clean up the room next door. Even Ji Zuo's belongings had been moved over.
Ji Zuo checked and didn't find anything like an invisible camera. He patted the little prince.
The little prince also checked it.
Murong Qianqian watched from the side. "What are you guys doing?"
Would Ji Zuo suspect his father of spying on him?
It was obvious that they were looking for cameras.
Ji Zuo looked at Murong Qianqian. "I'm afraid that the servants might have dirty hands."
Murong Qianqian nodded. "Is there a problem?"
Ji Zuo was waiting for the little prince's result.
The little prince came back after a round but didn't find anything amiss.
Ji Zuo looked at Murong Qianqian. "You've been wanting to tell me something?"
Murong Qianqian was speechless.
He could even see through this?
She looked at Ji Zuo in disbelief. Could it be that he couldn't hide it on his face?
Did Murong Yu notice it?
She suddenly felt nervous and her face turned pale.
Ji Zuo frowned. "What's wrong?"
Murong Qianqian glanced at him and walked over. Seeing that there was no one outside, she closed the door. "Why did the Little Prince bite Murong Yu the moment he saw him?"
Ji Zuo looked at her. "Let him recognize him for a day and know that he's an enemy."
Murong Qianqian was speechless.
So that was why!
She suddenly had nothing to say!
So the Little Prince had always been hostile towards Murong Yu?
Murong Qianqian thought of the wound on Murong Yu's arm and took a deep breath. "Do you remember where you shot that person's wrist?"
Ji Zuo pointed at his wrist.
Murong Qianqian glanced at it and recalled the image that flashed through her mind. It seemed to be this spot!
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