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Chapter 169: Ke Ziqi's Details

"Young lady, please don't be impulsive. This is the ward. The young master is lying on the bed. Although he hasn't woken up yet, his ears can hear." Uncle Huang immediately walked up and stopped Xia Yunjin from using force.

Xia Yunjin was full of anger and had no place to vent her anger. She didn't dare to really attack Luo Ling, but now Uncle Huang ran forward to stop him, which was exactly what she wanted.

She pushed hard and pushed Uncle Huang hard. Uncle Huang was already over sixty years old, and with Xia Yunjin's sudden brute force, he was actually pushed to the ground by her.

"Go away! What are you doing? I need you to take care of my son when I teach him a lesson?" She glared at Uncle Huang on the ground, looking very scary. She seemed to have completely forgotten that she was in a hospital ward, and there was someone sitting on the bed.

Lying on her back was her husband Luo Chenxi.

The next second, Luo Ling put his body in front of Uncle Huang, staring at Xia Yunjin with cold and arrogant eyes: "Apologise to Uncle Huang."

Xia Yunjin pointed to her nose in disbelief: "What did you say? Brat, your mother and I apologized to a servant? Who is he? Isn't he just a housekeeper!"

Uncle Huang got up from the ground, looking a little embarrassed: "Forget it, young master, I'm fine. Even though I'm old, I don't need to fall." Although I felt that Xia Yunjin was really bullying others, she was the young master after all.

My biological mother, the quarrel between mother and son is too tense, I'm afraid it's not good either.

"You, apologize." Luo Ling said a few words coldly from between his teeth. The similar facial features, almost the same indifference and unquestioning eyes, this overbearing and aloof king's demeanor, are the same as those on the hospital bed.

Even in a coma, Luo Chenxi carried an air of sanctity and inviolability, as if he was carved out of the same mold.

Xia Yunjin stepped back a few points, the confusion, panic, and confusion in his eyes getting deeper and deeper, and finally his hands were shaking.

How could it be possible? How could it be!? The "son" in front of her was obviously stolen from Luo Tianya. Why did he look so similar to Luo Chenxi?

She used to think that Luo Ling and Luo Chenxi really looked like two father and sons, but she had never been as scared as she was today. She suddenly felt that maybe Luo Ling was really Luo Chenxi's son.

Thinking of this, she trembled and shivered all over, no! Xia Yunjin, what are you thinking in your mind? How is this possible? Impossible, impossible!

She rushed out in a panic. She must have not had a good rest for too long, so she was thinking wildly. No, she had to go back and have a good rest, otherwise she would have hallucinations.

Seeing Xia Yunjin leaving in a panic, Uncle Huang had doubts on his face, but his young master just looked at her coldly and slammed the door and left, then snorted coldly from his nose, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

Disdainful.

"Daddy, I'm sorry, did I disturb you?" Luo Ling held Luo Chenxi's hand, and her expression returned to the childish look that a child should have.

Uncle Huang looked at Luo Chenxi, who he had watched grow up since he was a child, and felt sad. Young master, please wake up quickly. The young master is really pitiful. It is impossible to enjoy maternal love, so let him enjoy it.

Father's love, I hope that the master and wife in heaven will bless the young master to wake up soon and be safe and sound in the future.

In the house of Luoyang Xuan.

"Dad, tell me, does this matter have something to do with you?" Luo Chenyang sat across from Luoyang Xuan and asked straight to the point.

Apart from his own father, he really couldn't think of anyone who would be so bold as to assassinate Luo Chenxi.

Luoyang Xuan smoked a cigar and held a foreign wine glass in his hand, tasting it carefully.

He half-squinted his eyes and looked at his son: "Do you really want to have a murderer dad?"

Luo Chenyang twitched the corner of his mouth, half-smiling: "Dad, do you think I can still trust you? I really regret my decision to return to China." There was a sense of regret in his eyes.

"You are my son, Luoyang Xuan, so of course you have to help me. I need you, son." Luoyang Xuan put down his foreign wine glass, smoked a cigar, and said very proudly, with a proud look on his face.

"There must be more shady things behind you. It's not that my son is incompetent, but that I also have a bottom line." Luo Chenyang looked at his cunning father and really didn't know what to do with him.

what to do.

"Hahaha, bottom line? Do you really think that the person lying in the hospital now is your brother? That's ridiculous. The shopping mall is like a battlefield, and the battlefield is like a slaughterhouse. Don't ask me about family affection or not. If that kid cares about it,

Because of family ties, I shouldn’t be driven out to death. If it weren’t for him, would I need to be forced to go to Liangshan?”

"Don't put the blame on others. I'm afraid you've done that kind of thing more than once or twice, right? Why do you have the nerve to put the blame on me?" Luo Chenyang said angrily.

Luoyang Xuan looked at his son who was blaming his son without hesitation, and was so angry that he threw the cigar in his hand at him: "You brat! Are you trying to teach me a lesson?"

The cigar was just thrown hard into Luo Chenyang's handsome face, and the left side of his face felt a little burning. He frowned: "Dad, I am doing this for your own good! If you continue like this, you will only get stuck in the mud.

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"I don't need you to remind me! I know exactly what I am doing!" Luoyang Xuan was so angry that his face and neck turned red, and he yelled. "Well, in this case I won't say anything anymore, but don't say anything about me

I don’t have to remind you, old man, when I wake up, I will definitely find out the real culprit. With his ability and skills, the consequences can be imagined!" He stood up, knowing that he could not defeat his father, let alone stop his crazy behavior.

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"So what? Do you think the mastermind who is not afraid of death is really me?"

Luo Chenyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you mean? Could it be..."

"Humph, you are still my son, Luo Yangxuan. How come your thoughts and methods are so different from that kid Luo Chenxi!" Luoyang Xuan had a secret hatred of iron not becoming steel.

Luo Chenyang smiled indifferently: "So what? Do you think I have to be as capable as my brother and be plotted by my family members and elders all the time in order to live up to your expectations?"

"You!" Luoyang Xuan glared fiercely at his outward-looking son, not even bothering to listen to his son's advice.

"He is indeed capable, but it is because he is so capable that he always opposes me and targets me in everything. That is why he should end up like this."

"What's the end? Dad, do you think he's that easy to deal with?" Luo Chenyang's eyes were filled with an invisible glint, and he carefully observed Luo Yangxuan's reaction, trying to discern some message.

"Humph, it's really hard for me to deal with him alone, but" Luo Yangxuan looked at the look in his son's eyes that was eager to know something, and instantly understood that his son was trying to trick him.

He coughed twice and said coldly: "Don't ask any more about this matter. Just do whatever you have to do. Don't forget that you are my son, Luoyang Xuan." No matter how little he cares about his son,

He is still his son, and what he has worked so hard to get back will sooner or later be passed on to his only son.

Luo Chenyang looked at his father's back as he threw away his sleeves, feeling a little more suspicious in his heart. It seemed that this matter was more complicated than he imagined, but one thing was for sure, it was inseparable from his father.

In the old house of the Luo family, Mr. Luo was sitting in his study. His sharp eagle eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were looking thoughtfully at the priceless oil painting on the wall, and the light in his eyes was shining more and more.

He held two steel balls in his right hand and slowly turned them back and forth. The sound of the steel balls hitting each other was very abrupt in the quiet study room.

The butler knocked on the door and said respectfully: "Sir, President Ke of the Ke Group is here and wants to see you."

The steel ball in his hand stopped rotating, and his eyes were still fixed on the oil painting: "Let him come in." A low and dark voice sounded, and he ordered coldly.

"Yes." The butler responded and left.

Ke Ziqi was wearing a casual suit, and his gentle and charming facial features were depicted under the perfect outline, but there was more inexplicable shrewdness and stability in his handsome eyes than usual.

"Mr. Luo, excuse me." Ke Ziqi said politely, looking at Mr. Luo sitting as steady as a rock on his massage chair.

Mr. Luo looked at him and couldn't help but feel a slight admiration for Ke Ziqi. The young man in front of him was gentle and polite, smart and steady but not arrogant. How much strength did he have collected? Who knows? If such a person can be used by him

, it must be even more powerful, but it’s a pity...

"I wonder why President Ke is here?" He didn't mince words anymore. Everyone was a smart person. He just wanted to make sure whether the person in front of him was an enemy or a friend? The horror was mostly the former.

"I wonder what Mr. Luo thinks about the attack on your grandson, Luo Chenxi?" Ke Ziqi sat down on the chair in front of him and looked level with him, his eyes seemed to be able to understand everything.

Subtle temptation and suspicion.

Mr. Luo chuckled lightly: "Does my idea have anything to do with the Ko Group?"

The corner of Ke Ziqi's mouth curled up slightly: "Of course it is related. Everyone knows that Ke's Group and Luochen Group are comrades in the same boat. Our two groups are cooperating in Yuncheng District and the oil field development of MG Group.

Project, Luo Chenxi's life and safety, or perhaps, his status in Luochen Group, have a lot to do with me." In the second half of the sentence, his tone became very cautious and low, with a look that was related to Luo Chenxi in his eyes.

As polished as an old man.

Mr. Luo narrowed his eyes to a slit and stared at him for a long time, thinking carefully about the second half of his words, and the approval in his eyes became a little more.

"Yes, President Ke is indeed a good partner of our Luochen Group. I just don't know whether President Ke's cooperation with Luochen Group is selling my grandson's face or the Luochen Group's face?" Ke Ziqi

He is indeed a talented person with a very upright mind, but Mr. Luo has already investigated the relationship between him and Luo Chenxi. What makes him feel ridiculous is that he, like his grandson, actually treats Luo Tianya.

He was so determined that he regarded Luo Tianya as more important than his own life, reputation and status, so so far, he still has not figured out the real details of Ke Ziqi.


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