Chapter Ninety-Seven: Caught

ty""Li Tingting, I know, the jewel of the Li family, a well-bred lady, an academic overachiever at Imperial Capital University, a campus beauty. I never imagined her private life was like this.""Well!...Returned to Chenjia Dao

Chen Ze'an's big hand rested on her cheek, able to feel the warmth on its surface. 。He whispered, "Minmin" 。Huang Minhan blinked her big eyes at him, a complex look in them. 。Suddenly, she realized that she had been threatened back by this person. She was a little annoyed and raised her hand to take his hand off her face. 。Chen Ze'an's eyes darkened, a dangerous glint in them. 。"Don't even think about leaving,"Chen Zhean held her tightly in his arms, possessively saying against her body, "If you leave, you'll face the consequences." 。Just then, a figure walked over from afar. It was Zheng Song. 。Huang Minhan wanted to get out of Chen Zean's embrace, but she was held even tighter. 。"Someone's here" 。"Well" 。Chen Zean's aura instantly changed, becoming both imposing and sharp. 。After walking over, I directly said to him, "The goods in the east were robbed." 。She struggled in Chen Zhean's arms. 。This time, she was finally let go. 。Chen Zean said, "You rest for a bit, I'll go out." 。

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Turning and leaving

As soon as he stepped out the door, he stopped and told the two people at the door, "Once I'm gone, you just come to me for instructions" 。The two nodded to Chen Ze'an and, with a group of people, left. 。

As for other matters, she wisely chose not to ask questions that she shouldn't.

After they left, Huang Minhan went to the door and said, "Where's my phone" "Miss Huang, I'm not sure" 。Huang Minhan frowned, looking around. The atmosphere was too quiet, almost unnervingly so. She couldn't go out, she couldn't use her phone, and she still needed to contact Xuexue. 。Since she couldn't go out, she locked herself in the room. Zhang Ma kept wandering up and down the stairs. As for the matter of Miss Huang and the young master, she had heard it through the grapevine. So, Miss Huang was their mistress after all. 。She was an elder of the Chen family, so she understood that there were some things she could know but not say, and had no right to say. 。When Chen Zean returned, it was not yet dark. Zhang Ma saw him and greeted him, "Young Master" 。Since coming back, Chen Zean has shut himself in his study, while the other one stays locked in their room. 。Only Zhang Ma was left downstairs, sighing several times. 。No matter what happens, this meal still needs to be eaten. Otherwise, before the battle even begins, our bodies will already be weakened. 。Zhang Ma called Chen Zean first. 。First came a knock on the door, and when there was no response, it was followed by knocking and shouting. 。Chen Ze'an did not seem to be in a trance. 。As soon as Zhang Ma knocked on the door, he heard it. 。...just don't want to bother, unwilling to bother... 。He was so busy that he had already forgotten that his woman had been brought back. 。If you can't call out the male host, then try calling out the female host again!It's been a day since we came in, and we haven't eaten anything. It's not good... 。The result was not that surprising... In the end, Zhang Ma went down the stairs alone. 。And when she saw Chen Zhean, it was already the early morning. 。Everything was silent, all had fallen asleep. 。The Chen family's home, however, was brightly lit. 。Zhang Ma sat at the restaurant, leaning on the table with her eyes half-closed, almost asleep, but any slight noise could wake her. 。As soon as Chen Ze'an came down, she immediately opened her eyes and stood up at once, speaking quickly, "Young master, I have heated something up, and I will bring it to you right away." 。”

“不用。Chen Zean refused 。He walked into the living room, "Get me a cup of tea." 。"Halfway there, he suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed. "Where is the mistress" 。y wouldn't stay that long.Stepping out of the hall, it became much quieter, and the air felt different.Entering the room, it was incredibly quiet. After all, almost no one left midway, and even fewer...