Chapter 2182: Spiritual truth (3)

Mo Xiangqiu's face was a bit unsustainable. He suspected that his adopted daughter had stolen something, but it was still his face that didn't hit him.
"Butler, what is missing? Is it wrong? My daughter is so timid that it is impossible to steal." Mo Xiangqiu had to help Chuzhen at this time.
"It's important to lose something, and it's inconvenient to tell," the steward said.
"Did you find it?" Chuzhen looked at the steward without humbleness.
"..." The housekeeper suddenly jammed.
Despite the evidence of surveillance, Chuzheng just appeared outside the room, and the door was just monitoring the dead end. She hadn't been in the end, which is really hard to say.
No evidence has been found yet ...
The servant's confession did not seem to be true or false.
Butler: "Ms. Chuzheng can explain why she appeared there?"
Chuzhen recalled: "I made every effort to make it."
"What did Miss Xue want you to go there?" The housekeeper wondered.
Chuzhen groaned for a moment, very seriously: "Treat me for planting stolen money?"
Steward: "..."
You speak a little boldly.
The steward took a deep breath: "Miss Chuzhen, please tell me the truth."
"I'm telling the truth." Chuzheng's indifferent attitude: "You believe it or not."
"Mo Chuzhen!" Mo Xiangqiu was so angry that he hit people: "What the are you doing? Hurry up!"
Hatsune: "..."
It was the dog that had exhausted the snow to call the original owner.
The purpose of Fei Xuexue was to let her appear there, so when the original owner went there, he did not find Fei Xuexue at all, only thinking that she was playing with herself again, and soon went down.
Chuzhen took a bite to let her go.
She didn't do anything and left in a circle.
That serious look really makes it impossible to doubt her.
And Chuzhen did tell the truth ...
The housekeeper looked at her a few times, obscure and complicated. After a while, he nodded slightly: "I hope Miss Chuzheng is telling the truth. Disturbing Miss Chuzheng, I will let someone give Miss Chuzheng a gift later.
The butler asked the people in the room to evacuate and take them away. They didn't think it was wrong for them to doubt or to search.
Others did not dare to complain and watched the big housekeeper leave.
Mo Xiangqiu was a little scratched.
"What the ..."
Chuzheng pushed Mo Xiangqiu out of the door and slammed the door.
Mo Xiangqiu almost ran into his nose, stared, stared at the door in front of him, and ran up to his head in anger.
Anti god!
Did the dead girl take the wrong medicine today?
Mo Xiangqiu suddenly remembered the drunkenness on her body, wouldn't he be drunk?
Mo Xiangqiu had no mood to care about Chuzheng at this time. He wanted to know what had happened, so Mo Xiangqiu also left.
The Fei family is doomed today.
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Chuzhen went to take a bath first, and washed off the wine, but the original owner did not know how much it was filled, and the taste was a little bit.
Wang Badan may have awakened her, so she doesn't feel bad now.
Chuzhen stayed in the room for almost two hours, and a maid came to look at her door.
"Miss Chuzhen, this is the sober soup and supper that the butler asked us to prepare for you." The servant pushed the dining car and spoke to Chuzhen with a good attitude.
Hatsune: "..."
Really have supper?
Is the Word of the Lord really useful? Then I can die in one sentence?
[Miss, there are limits to any power, don't you be whimsical? 】
Can't you satisfy me in the game? You can do it!
[……]
The King chose silence to be golden.
Chuzhen thought about it, she turned away to make way: "Put it in the room."
The maid put things in the room and quickly backed out.
Except for the original owner, everyone in this villa has supper every day. The supper is generally light and health-oriented, but the taste is definitely very good.
She was a bit hungry, so she was polite.
After Chuzhe had eaten supper, she had no time to catch her breath, and someone came to her again and asked him to go to the main house.
"..."
I just want to be a salted fish stand.
Think of a dog thing waiting for her to spoil her. Chuzhen quietly inflated herself. I can, I can!
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The guests in the main house have already dispersed, and the decorative lights have not been turned off. At this time, the lights are still brilliant and the ground is covered with red carpets. I do n’t know who the show is.
The style of the main house is quite old-fashioned, but it is also not cumbersome, unlike some things that are weird and strange in order to highlight the mood.
The impression here is that it is comfortable and atmospheric, and you can make a blockbuster with just one shot.
There were a lot of people in the lobby, most of them were standing, and they were all of a certain age, apparently elders.
The original owner has seen only a limited number of people, and it is impossible to tell who these people are.
She walked in calmly.
I soon saw Mo Xiangqiu. He was standing next to a woman. The woman's face was not so good. She almost leaned into Mo Xiangqiu's arms, as if she was scared by something.
But Feixue stood in the middle, lonely, a little pitiful.
Sitting on the front of the main house is not an old man, but a young and handsome man, wearing a black dragon-patterned vintage Tang suit, which is clearly some old-fashioned clothes, but he wore the high-end sense of the show.
The man is drinking tea with a delicate moire tea cup, and his sitting position is not particular about it. It is a bit like a junior sitting in the wrong position.
Dare to sit there in front of so many people, that is definitely not something a junior dares to do.
Chu Zheng stepped forward gradually, Fei Xuexue kept her head down, without even looking at her.
Getting close, Chuzhen discovered that Fei Xue was shaking.
"Sir, Miss Chuzhen has arrived." The big housekeeper standing next to the man bent down to remind the man.
The man put down the tea cup, and the lowered eyelashes lifted up, revealing a pair of ink-like eyes.
His gaze was casual, like looking at an item, but it felt uncomfortable, as if he was slowly estimating the price.
this person……
Chuzhen drew her hand next to her side, and gradually clenched her eyes, but she could not help but greet each other.
The eyes of the two met in the air, and the man seemed to find it interesting. The corners of his mouth were bent, and Qinglang's voice gradually sounded: "You are Mo Chuzhen?"
"Yes."
"Aren't you scared to see me?"
The tone of Chuzhen remains unchanged: "Who are you?"
"..."
The radian at the corner of a man's mouth rises up to look better.
The moment the three words of Chuzhen were spoken, the atmosphere of the entire lobby changed.
Solemn depression.
As if she had said something terrible, these people shivered with fear.
"Mo Chuzhen, don't talk nonsense." Mo Xiangqiu whispered.
The man looked at him, and fluttered, but Mo Xiangqiu did not dare to say anything, even did not dare to look at him.
"You are a bit different from the information." The man retracted his gaze, sitting slightly upright, the corners of his mouth suddenly flattened, and his tone didn't fluctuate: "It's funny."