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Chapter eight hundred and twelve victims

Everyone has their own meticulous plan and everything is hard to defend against, but for the Zuo Su family, it has no meaning. They were originally the target of public criticism.

In the cold Zuosu Mansion, the servants had completely cleaned the courtyard without any snow.

The small New Year ornaments hanging on the book are still swaying in the wind, and they look prosperous, as if reminding everyone that they are still on the New Year holiday.

A white Maserati parked at the gate of Zuosu Mansion without warning, and the guarded bodyguard turned on the alert.

The Zuo Su family has refused to meet, and in this mansion, there are only two people, Su Zian and Bai Qianxi.

Qianxi stood in front of the window, watching the elegant and cold figure walk out of the car, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The bodyguard surrounded him and seemed to be saying something, which should be the words he had refused to enter.

The man never spoke. He looked up and looked silently, as if he had already discovered Qian Xi standing behind the curtain.

The woman completely pulled up the curtains, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, and happened to meet Su Zi'an on the stairs.

He must have listened to the servant's report. It is never a solution for people like Jian Mo to turn away.

Su Zian looked at Qian Xi with surprise in her eyes. Is she going to go down?

"He should be here to find me, Brother Zi'an, I'll deal with it."

The woman smiled indifferently, but she did not show too much emotion on her face.

"Xiao Xi, Jian Mo suddenly came over, there might be problems..." Su Zian expressed his concerns, after all, that was not a simple man.

"Don't worry, he won't do anything to me, and I'm at home. Brother Zi'an, don't panic too much."

He was jokingly speaking, but the expression on her face was not relaxed. He didn't want to deal with Jian Mo, so he always seemed determined to win.

Su Zi'an's eyes were solemn, while Qian Xi had turned around and went downstairs, her steps were light, like a flying butterfly.

He had an illusion, how could there be butterflies in the severe winter?

When he woke up, Qian Xi's figure had completely disappeared. After hesitating for a moment, he chose to turn around and go back.

It is not suitable to have any confrontation with Jian Mo at this moment, and she also believes that Qian Xi has her own thinking.

The door of the villa slowly opened, and the man's eyes were filled with the delicate figure.

Missing may be really a disease. The moment she appeared, his eyes could no longer accommodate anything else.

Watching and waiting, she approached herself step by step, and the big iron gate between the two seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

"You're here to have something to do?"

Only the familiar voices made the man wake up.

She stood inside the iron door, but her cheeks were already red after just after she came out of the room for a few minutes.

The man couldn't help frowning while wearing a home outfit and not wearing a coat.

"Isn't it cold to wear so little?"

The woman smiled openly in a reproachful tone, what identity was he talking to himself?

"I'm just afraid that Young Master Jian will wait for a long time. I'll probably not leave if I don't come down."

Qian Xi said casually, and the bodyguards around her did not retreat, and kept staring at Jian Mo vigilantly.

With confidence revealed in her words, she must know that she was here to find her? She was invisibly caught.

“Let’s talk.”

Jian Mo withdrew his undeserved gaze and became cold again.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

"here?"

Jian Mo frowned again. Is she intentionally stimulating herself? It’s okay if there are people around her, but there is an iron gate between them...

"Ha, just kidding." Qian Xi smiled slightly, turned around and ordered, "Open the door."

"Miss, the eldest master has instructed that no outsiders are allowed to enter the mansion."

The bodyguards who were guarding the gate tightened their eyes and completely disagreed with Qian Xi's behavior.

"It's okay. If he wants to kill me, I will not be able to live today. Open the door. Don't worry about Brother Zi'an."

The bodyguards looked at each other directly, but finally had no choice but to open the door with remote control.

Qianxi turned around and walked inside. It was really cold, so cold that her feet almost lost their intuition.

When the door opened, Qian Xi had already opened a distance with Jian Mo. The man ignored the bodyguard who had always been watching him and quickly followed the woman's pace.

After entering the villa, Qianxi went directly to the back courtyard, which was where Uncle Su liked to drink tea. You could see the scenery of the courtyard, but there was also heating.

"Sit down."

It was considered polite. After Qianxi finished speaking, she began to fiddle with the tea set on the table, boiling water and making tea. She made it very fine step by step, as if she wanted to entertain an old friend she hadn't seen for many years.

The man remained silent and stared at the movements of the woman's hands. He never knew Qian Xi also knew tea art. He thought about what she did when she was on Tide Island, she ate what she did.

After a long time, until the fragrance of tea filled the whole room, the woman brought a cup of tea to him.

“Try it.”

Jian Mo subconsciously picked up the teacup, took a sip, and his eyes showed surprise.

What else she doesn't know?

"Why do you have to make such a fuss? Don't everyone know? Why do you pretend to behave? I was secretly raised as an heir since I was a child. Isn't it normal for me to make some tea?"

The woman chuckled, saw through his thoughts at a glance, and picked up the teacup and started drinking.

Jian Mo smiled suddenly, the curve of the corners of his mouth was not very large, but it had a unique meaning.

Qian Xi was a little alert, but she didn't show it.

"I've drunk the tea, it's time to talk about it. Zuo Su's family's hospitality method has not neglected you."

It turned out that all she did was just to show the storefront of Zuo Su family, and this was also the first time he entered the gate of Zuo Su family.

The man put down the teacup in his hand, "Xiao Xi, I want you to leave here."

He mentioned the old thing again, which made Qian Xi feel bored. Jian Mo was really persevering!

"Ha, why did I leave as the heir of Zuo and hand over Zuo to your Jian family?"

"As long as you leave, after everything is over, I will hand over Zuo's complete hand to you!"

The man's eyes were bright and he repeatedly expressed his seriousness. He already knew Qian Xi's identity was about to cover up, but Jian Mo was not at ease with his father. Only by letting her leave could he be completely safe.

"Jian Mo, I have answered this question many times. I won't leave, and I don't care about your plans. Even if I die, I will not be with anyone named Jian. If you just want to say this, please come back."

The face completely showed impatience, and the patience seemed to have been used up while making tea.

"Is this place worthy of your nostalgia? Why should I keep me from here?"

"Jian Mo, do you really don't know or fake? How did my uncle die? How did Aunt Su die? Zuo is from Zuo Su's family, why do you rob? Don't you think it's ridiculous and shameful for a group of hypocritical bandits or robbers?"

All the hatred was openly spread out.

The man pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "The police have found that the death of Zuo Yan and Su Xianghai's wife was accidental. Zuo is a joint-stock company. Shouldn't it be possible to live in it? Besides, I said that I would give Zuo to you?"

The woman's eyes widened and her chest began to fluctuate violently. Why could he say so righteous and high-sounding that he had no shame for human beings?

"You can leave now, there is nothing to say between us. Zuo, I will get it back with my own ability, and I don't need your kindness!"

Qianxi stood up and made a gesture. She ordered to expel guests to Jian Mo.

The man always looked at her with deep eyes, "Bai Qianxi, do you have to be a victim of Zuo Chenxi?"

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