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1259. Chapter 1259 Why didn't you leave

"Then I have to give everything, but end up with nothing in life and money. Watching the oldest ancestral home of the Ou family being destroyed into ruins, it must be a bad feeling..."

"Have you said enough? You might as well finish it all in one go."

"Haha..." Lan Jue laughed loudly, "How can I explain it clearly in just a few words about the century-old foundation of the Lan family and the life-long events of the head of the Ou family? I would like to treat the head of the Ou family to a cup of tea. What do you think? "

Before Ou Zexi could agree, Lan Jue quickly reported an address and hung up the phone proudly.

It seems that he is sure that Ou Zexi will definitely appear...

"Master of the family, this incident was caused by Gong Shaoming. The master of the family must seek justice for the Ou family!"

The leader of the secret guard who was responsible for guarding the Ou family's ancestral home was supporting the injured people in the gunfight and was about to evacuate the ancestral home. When he saw Ou Jersey, everyone suddenly became excited.

"It's just that the Ou family has been hiding from the world for so many years, just keeping a low profile, but it has made some people think that we are unable to fight back. If we endure it this time, I am afraid that everyone will step on the Ou family in the future..."

"Please ask the head of the family to seek justice for the Ou family..."

"..."

All the people cleaning up the ruins stopped, and all knelt down in the direction of Ou Jersey, "Please, the head of the family, seek justice for the Ou family and bring back the mistress of the Ou family!"

Ou Jersey's majestic body remained motionless, his back facing everyone's direction, his pair of dark eyes became extremely gloomy, and the gloomy light echoed in the mysterious pupils.

Little by little, I clenched my hands into fists...

He didn't care that the Ou family's ancestral home was attacked, but he couldn't accept Gong Shaoming taking someone away from him in such a despicable way!

"Today's matter, suppress it with all your strength, and don't let any news leak out!" Ou Zexi turned to look at the shadow guard holding the wounded man, glanced at the blood on his body, and said coldly, "Can you still walk?"

"My subordinate is fine."

The straight military posture is comparable to that of a special soldier.

"Very good, come with me to meet the most vicious head of the Lan family in history. Don't worry, once the Ou family is in my hands, I will never let the Ou family become a laughing stock in everyone's eyes!"

Xin Chang's figure turned around, stepped on her leather boots, and walked elegantly towards the door.

Behind him were the Ou family guards who were injured, but whose eyes showed respect.

"Master!"

As soon as Ozzie Ou walked out the door, the hurried figure of the butler appeared at the stairs, panting, and it was obvious that he was very excited.

He kept pointing his hand behind him, out of breath, "Yes...yes..."

"What happened? Let's talk about it after you calm down."

"Yes...Miss Qiao is outside..."

Before the butler could finish his words, Ou Zexi, who heard the three words Miss Qiao, had quickly disappeared from sight.

Her slender legs were walking very fast, and her heart was filled with emotions she had never experienced before, like a lost child, like an abandoned child who was finally remembered...

It's so complicated that he can't tell the difference, and he doesn't want to tell the difference!

When he saw the slender familiar figure outside the gate, he rushed forward without hesitation and pulled the person into his arms!

He strangled him so hard that he wished he could tighten his body...

"Ou Zexi, let go, you're strangling me so hard that I can't breathe..."

"Hang on, I can't see you, I can't really breathe! Xiao Qiao, why didn't you leave?" He pressed her tightly to his chest, as if that was the only way to believe that she was really in front of him, not his own. Conjecture.

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