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Chapter 90: Asking for blessings

"Okay, Manager Xu, when Xiaobao recovers from his injury, I must learn Kung Fu from you. If I had the Kung Fu on me that day, I wouldn't have to suffer this sin today, right, Manager Xu?"

"Good boy, Manager Xu will teach you well and make you a martial arts master that everyone is afraid of, okay?"

"Okay, okay, I want to be a martial arts master, I want to be a martial arts master..."

After Xiaobao experienced these things this time, he seemed to have grown up all of a sudden. He saw many things clearly. Maybe it was because he saw his mother and sister crying sadly that day, and thought that as a man, he must take good care of himself in the future.

To protect my family, the desire to be strong in my heart became stronger and stronger.

After repeatedly telling Xiaobao to have a good rest, Mr. Xu stood up to leave and glanced at Liang Jun'er, who had been silent all this time. Then, Liang Jun'er followed him out.

"Mr. Xu." Liang Jun'er called softly, but she couldn't speak anymore.

"My child, you have suffered!" Manager Xu saw Liang Juner's red eyes and felt very sad. He knew that Xiaobao must have suffered a lot since she was injured this time.

"As long as Xiaobao is fine, Ruyue doesn't matter!"

"I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give Xiaobao and you an explanation. Don't worry!" Manager Xu promised.

Liang Jun'er felt uncomfortable, what a broken guarantee.

She couldn't believe what he said.

That damn bastard, didn’t you also investigate? But the investigation turned out to be nothing.

After all, he still didn't believe that the baby was his child. If it was really... Oh, the palace would probably be turned upside down. But, in other words, she was worried about him admitting it, but when he saw that he really didn't admit it... she felt a little uncomfortable. But

She will not express these emotions, she has no power, and in ancient times, the death of a slave is worth less than the death of an ant.

It looks like it still needs to be done.

She gently wiped her tears and said with some resentment: "Hasn't the prince already convicted Cui'er? Now Cui'er has disappeared. They said they had sent people to look for Cui'er in her hometown, but her hometown is not here.

Where? Where to look for it? Will Cui'er hide back to her hometown even if she knows that she has committed a crime? She is afraid that she has already found another place and will never go home again... I'm afraid that Xiaobao's matter will not be solved.

Of……"

Manager Xu listened carefully to Liang Jun'er's words, but suddenly he found Rong Xuan walking towards the door of the courtyard. When he was about to speak out, he saw Rong Xuan waving his hand, hinting him not to speak.

Manager Xu looked at Liang Jun'er helplessly, wishing she could look back at this moment. However, when she was angry, how could she care about the various hints that Manager Xu had given her, so she complained more freely about Rong Xuan's handling of things.

unfair.

Liang Jun'er said it was not painful, but the faces of the other two people were getting darker and darker, especially Rong Xuan, whose face was about to freeze.

"In your eyes, am I so unbearable?" Rong Xuan finally spoke up after listening to Liang Jun'er's dissatisfaction.

"Eh? Where did you come from?!" Liang Jun'er's instinctive reaction was, why did Rong Xuan suddenly stand here, and she didn't notice it at all.

I glanced at Manager Xu with some sadness, only to see him spreading his hands, indicating that he had nothing to do. He had just hinted repeatedly, but you didn't even respond. Now, I wish you luck!

"Where do you think this king should come from?" Rong Xuan secretly felt funny.


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