Chapter 271
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"Mom! Why did you leave your phone in the room? It's my dad's call! "
Lin Ran was still in her pajamas as she stood at the staircase on the second floor, her hand clutching onto her ringing phone. She didn't want to go downstairs in her pajamas because there were guests there.
"Got it …" Liang Mulan replied and turned to Cen Mo apologetically. "I'm sorry, I need to take this call."
Cen Mo nodded, his hands in his pockets, looking refined and refined.
Liang Mulan turned and patted Lin Nuan's hand, reminding her, "Xiao Nuan, take care of Young Master Cen …"
Lin Nuan smiled and watched Liang Mulan's back view as she left. She felt that after Lin Jingquan was safe and sound, Liang Mulan's complexion looked much better.
"Mr. Cen, please take a seat …" Lin Nuan said politely.
"Miss Lin, please pass a message to Song Yao. Tell her that I'll wait for her for another three days."
Lin Nuan was surprised by the cold voice. She looked up at Cen Mo and didn't say anything.
She thought of the investor who made Song Yao break down, the mess at Huading Century Hotel, the intense love scars on Song Yao's body, and her ashen face. She felt a chill down her spine.
She clenched her fists and asked Cen Mo in an unfriendly tone, "Song Yao isn't in the presidential suite at Huading Century Hotel?"
"Miss Lin, what are you trying to find out?" Cen Mo's tone was indifferent with a hint of laziness. "You were the one who picked her up from the hotel. How could you not know if she's there?"
It was indeed him!
"Where is she?" Cen Mo took out a cigarette from his pocket, bit it at the corner of his lips, and asked with his eyes lowered.
Lin Nuan smiled as she listened to the man light the fire. "Mr. Cen, what makes you think I'd reveal the whereabouts of my good friend to someone I've only met once? Mr. Cen, have you overestimated the size of your face and the impression you've left on me? "
Cen Mo didn't look up from the flickering flame as he said in a deep voice, "Miss Lin, you're not as eloquent as Song Yao. Don't waste your breath and tell me the answer I want …"
Cen Mo exhaled a puff of white smoke, and his eyes were filled with mischief. "I got what I wanted, and I will definitely let Miss Lin get what you want, such as quelling this Weibo incident and making a meteoric rise in your career …"
"Even the lines of an investor who harbors perverted thoughts are surprisingly consistent!" Lin Nuan's voice was neither cold nor warm. "Soar to fame? Heh … "
"I heard from Song Yao that you're her best friend!" Cen Mo spoke unhurriedly. His cold facial features did not reveal any emotions, and his voice was filled with evil. "So let me be honest with you. If I find Song Yao … she's safe and sound. If my fiancée finds Song Yao, it's hard to say whether she'll be alive or not."
Lin Nuan kept a straight face and didn't say a word. She really didn't feel confident.
"I quite like Song Yao. No matter how angry I am, at least I won't kill her!"
"I have a whole new level of respect for Mr. Cen's morals. You have a fiancée … yet you're still holding on to Song Yao. Forcing a good girl to become a mistress, isn't that satisfying your perverted sense of superiority?" Lin Nuan was no longer polite. Even the perfunctory smile on her face was filled with disdain and sarcasm.
Cen Mo narrowed his eyes. He wasn't annoyed. He only stared at Lin Nuan and laughed maliciously. "Where is she? If you don't tell me … I'll continue asking in front of Auntie Lin later. "
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