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Chapter 1954

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A group of people chased after him, but they couldn't catch up.

Mo Chen's car was like a rocket. The sound of the car rubbing against the road and the sound of the engine roared all the way.

Finally, the car stopped beside an invisible plane.

Ji You waited for a long time and saw Mochen carrying Little Pomelo onto the plane, flying it out of Jin City.

Mochen sat on the plane and called Ji Zuo, telling him two places.

Ji Zuo hung up and glanced at Qianqian. She was fast asleep and the lights weren't turned on. He got off the bed quietly and walked out of the bedroom. Seeing that Qianqian hadn't woken up, he stood outside the door and called Jiang Ling and Ah Bei, telling them to split up.

They didn't return to the bedroom and stood on the stone steps outside.

The Young Master said that Murong Yu had been taken care of!

He couldn't be sure if the people behind Murong Yu were from the Tang Dynasty.

But Uncle Rong was in their hands.

His breathing was heavy. He was worried about Uncle Rong, so he lit a cigarette and looked back at the direction of the bedroom. Then he looked away and slowly took a drag.

Uncle Rong was old and he didn't know if he could hold on.

He wouldn't have a good time in the hands of the Nan Family.

He fiddled with his phone in frustration, waiting for news from Jiang Ling and Ah Bei.

Thinking about how the Nan Family had set their sights on the Young Master and the little princess, he narrowed his eyes. They must be tired of living.

This time, they must have suffered at the hands of the Young Master, right?

Killing Murong Yu was the same as destroying a pawn planted in the Murong Family.

What next?

There were probably many more pawns like Murong Yu!

He had to stabilize the situation here and hand it over to Old Master Murong as soon as possible.

He had to return to the Young Master's side as soon as possible.

Besides, he had to bring Qianqian to Nangang City tomorrow.

After waiting for about two hours, Ah Bei and Jiang Ling returned to the Murong Family.

Ah Bei saw Ji Zuo. "Master Ji, it's cold at night. Why are you sitting here?"

Ji Zuo looked up at Ah Bei and extinguished his cigarette.

Ah Bei passed a video to Ji Zuo. "Master Ji, this is the video."

Ji Zuo lowered his eyes and glanced at Jiang Ling coldly. He didn't make a sound. He stood up and glanced at Jiang Ling, who looked terrible. He asked in a low voice, "You didn't find the antidote?"

Jiang Ling shook his head. "I'm too late. Look at the scene. Someone was here. I didn't find any fingerprints."

Ji Zuo grunted in acknowledgment.

It was impossible for Murong Yu to lie. It was obvious that someone had taken the antidote before them.

Ji Zuo patted his shoulder. "Let's go to Nangang City now."

Jiang Ling shook his head. "Am I not on duty with Second Miss?"

Ji Zuo said, "Don't worry, I'll arrange for someone to take over."

Jiang Ling hesitated.

Ji Zuo looked at him. "Don't worry. I'll bring them to Nangang City tomorrow."

Jiang Ling's expression changed. This time, he said, "Okay."

Ji Zuo watched as Jiang Ling left. He closed his eyes and pressed his fingers on his forehead. "I wonder whose hands that video is in now?"

Ah Bei said, "I don't know yet."

Ji Zuo's eyes dimmed. "Go and rest."

Ah Bei said, "Master Ji, you should rest early too."

Ji Zuo nodded and returned to his bedroom.



The next day, when Qianqian woke up, she saw that Ji Zuo was still asleep. She was lying on the bed, looking at him quietly.

The shape of her eyebrows was beautiful, like an unsheathed sword.

The shape of her eyes was beautiful too!

Nose, lips …

She was afraid that she would wake Ji Zuo up, so she traced in the air with her fingers.

Suddenly, she wanted to learn how to sketch!

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