Chapter 232: What are you looking for with that man?
"Anyway, I haven't married yet, so don't call me young mistress!" I said resolutely, resisting this identity very much. Although I will marry in sooner or later, I just don't want to be called young mistress so soon. I hate this identity as long as I can delay it.
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"Yes, young mistress!" The housekeeper bowed congratulatory.
"you--"
Okay, it is indeed Lu Mingxuan’s dog. I can’t change it, so forget it!
I sat on the sofa and waited for two hours, but Lu Mingxuan hadn't come back yet. I didn't want to wait any longer, so I turned around to leave, but he came back just at this time.
The moment the door opened, several servants came forward to greet him. He changed into a pair of slippers and walked up to me: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Yeah!" I cursed angrily in my heart, nonsense, I've been waiting for two hours!
"Why don't you go up and wait?"
"Just wait here." I don't want to enter that room, it will remind me of the past scene, especially...
"Go up!" After he said that, he went straight upstairs without any objection from me.
I bit my lip and followed him.
The master bedroom is still so clean, and the room is cleaned and tidied up every day. But as soon as I entered the door, I felt the ambiguous atmosphere increasing, and the atmosphere of love from the past reminded me of it again.
"What do you want from me?" He took off his coat and loosened the tie around his neck.
"Have you found the person I asked you to check for me last time?" This time I came mainly to ask about Ye Feng.
He held the hand holding the tie, paused, and glanced in my direction with a sharp gaze, "Is this why you came here to ask?"
"Yes!" Why do I feel like he seems to be hiding something?
Could it be that he had found out a long time ago but didn't tell me? Was he just waiting for me to ask?
He didn't speak, just raised his eyebrows, "This man is the man I saw last time! The man who pestered you."
"It doesn't matter who he is, can you help me find out?"
"What are you doing with that man?" he asked solemnly.
Why are you asking so many questions? I don't want to answer his question.
"You promised to help me find it!"
"Answer me first!" His tone was domineering and could not be refused.
I gritted my teeth in anger, "He is missing and his family is very nervous. Can't I help find out his whereabouts?"
"You're still thinking about him!" He narrowed his dangerous eyes, as if he wanted to see through my heart.