Lying on the soft Simmons mattress on a cold dark night, my mind was filled with thoughts of the scene in the pavilion that day.
Even Leng Anye himself didn't know why he suddenly wanted to kiss Ling Xueer.
"Master..."
The housekeeper watched Leng Anye rush out like crazy, his mind full of confusion. It was strange that the young master seemed to be in a good mood just now, but why did he seem to be a different person after answering a phone call?
In a small alley, Leng Anye found Zi Meier huddled up.[
"Meier, how are you?"
Looking at Zi Mei'er's tattered clothes and disheveled hair, Leng Anye felt her heart ache.
"Who did it?"
"I...I don't know...I was walking on the street, and I felt someone grabbed my hair, and then I was dragged here. It was a man...I didn't see the exact appearance...Ye...wuwu
…I’m so scared and my body hurts so much…”
Zi Meier sobbed and shrank into Leng Anye's arms.
"By the way, I heard a woman's voice...it seemed like..."
"like?"
Leng Anye looked at Zi Meier's hesitant expression and knitted her brows tightly together.
"It seems to be Ling Xue'er... I didn't hear clearly either!"
Zi Meier said nonchalantly, and then hurriedly denied it.
A cold light flashed in Leng Anye's eyes, and then disappeared without a trace. It must not be Ling Xue'er, she is such a weak and kind child. Mei'er is very popular in school, so she should be unintentionally
She is jealous of many girls. So...it shouldn't be Ling Xueer.
Comforting herself self-consciously, Leng Anye patted Zi Meier's back gently.
Leng Anye's expression was completely revealed by Zi Meier's eyes.
The corners of Zi Mei'er's mouth unconsciously showed a triumphant "evil" smile.