Chapter 202
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"Young Master, you're not asleep yet, right?" Quan San's careful voice came from the other end of the line.
Ever since he found out that Quan Jue had a serious morning temper, he had cleverly chosen not to call him at night or in the morning.
"Go ahead," Quan Jue said indifferently as he sat on the bed.
"It's like this. Sir found out about your return to Shang Jing. He's very angry that you didn't see him. Sir wants you to go back tomorrow. He wants to see you, "Quan San said.
"I'm not free," Quan Jue said indifferently. "I won't leave White City for the time being."
"But …"
"If there's nothing else, rest early." With that, Quan Jue hung up.
On the other end, Quan San stared at his phone helplessly.
This young master was really willful to dare to look down on Sir like this.
But when he thought of Quan Jue's methods, Quan San felt that this young master was much stronger than him.
This young master was stronger than anyone in the Quan family. It was no wonder that the teacher valued him so much. He indeed had the capital to be willful.
At night, White City was actually similar to other big cities. Neon lights flickered.
In a small rented house in the South District, the lights in the less than 30 square meters room were not turned on. All kinds of household trash were scattered all over the floor.
Beside the small bed was a computer table. The light emitted by the computer screen barely brought light to the room. The walls of the room were filled with photos.
Those photos were all of the same girl in a white school uniform. Some were of the girl walking with her friends, some were of her listening attentively in class, and some were of her sleeping on the desk …
Even the photo on the computer table was of that girl.
The girl in the photo was wearing a milky-white woolen sweater. Beside her was a tall and thin young man. They were Chi Jiao and Quan Jue.
Sitting in front of the computer table was a young girl.
Her average-looking face was currently staring at Quan Jue in the photo with jealousy.
"Stinky men! All stinky men should die!" The girl held a fruit knife in one hand and a cartoon doll in the other.
She kept poking the doll into the doll's body. The light from the computer screen reflected on her face, reflecting the sinister smile on her lips.
Angels could not be tainted by those stinky men. She wanted to kill all the stinky men who came close to angels.
With that thought in mind, the girl suddenly giggled.
The eerie laughter echoed in the quiet rental house like a ghost.
*****
The next day, weekend.
Today was Xu Ye's birthday party. Chi Jiao wanted to take a look at the Xu family. Perhaps she could find some clues about Quan Jue's mother.
Chi Mingwei hadn't returned the entire night and still hadn't returned. Therefore, Chi Jiao and Quan Jue had breakfast together.
Chi Jiao stirred the oat milk in the bowl with an exquisite spoon as she stared unblinkingly at Quan Jue.
Quan Jue's movements were elegant as he ate.
Some people were just like that. They didn't need to go through any training or training. They had the natural elegance of a noble in their bones.
It was pleasing to the eye.
"What are you trying to say?" Quan Jue suddenly asked.
Chi Jiao widened her eyes in surprise. "Brother Quan, tell me the truth. Do you know how to read minds?"
Quan Jue curled his lips. "It's your eyes that can't hide your thoughts."
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