"She said she wanted to go back to Beijing first." Zhuo Ran said.
"Go back to Beijing?" Chen Chong immediately shook his head, "Absolutely not. We can't let her leave our sight before we get her divorce complaint."
Zhuoran frowned, "But... we don't have the power to restrict her freedom?"
"Who said we have to restrict her freedom?" Chen Chong raised the corners of his lips in a sinister tone and gently tapped his injured arm, "Don't forget, you are injured because of her, shouldn't she stay to take care of you?
?"
Zhuo Ran's heart suddenly tightened. He originally thought that he could deceive Chen Chong with a temporary deal, but he never expected that he would be so persistent.
"you mean?"
"No matter what, if you want to keep her, you must get a divorce complaint." Chen Chong's face darkened, "This is Mr. Gotti's intention. You should know very well that if you can't do it, he will definitely use his own methods.
When the time comes...I'm afraid Miss Chu..."
"No!" Zhuoran said immediately, "I don't allow it."
"I understand your feelings, but Mr. Gotti will not pay attention to us." Chen Chong pretended to sigh, "I know you like Miss Chu. This is not contradictory at all. As long as she divorces Luo Jun, you
Can’t we just be together openly?”
divorce?!
Zhuo Ran's mood instantly became tangled.
It looks like Gao Di and Chen Chong are determined to keep Xiaochen this time. What should he do?
…
…
Inside the car behind another villa not far from the villa.
Luo Jun looked away from the window, took the computer sent by Han Qing, entered the email, and saw a newly received email, the source of the email - Chu Xiaochen.
She said it was so important, what kind of handwriting was it?
With a flick of his finger, Luo Jun entered the new email directly.
The computer screen flashed, the email opened, and he directly clicked on the attached photo.
Each one is a postcard.
There is only one mailing address on it, and it is written as Zhuoran.
Below is a simple line of text.
"Merry Christmas."
Looking at those words, Luo Jun raised his eyebrows slightly.
This font...
He looked carefully at the writing on it, then opened the second page and looked at it carefully, then the third, fourth, and fifth.
You can see not only the handwriting, but also the date and content on it.
Except for the first one, which is just a few words, the following ones contain relatively long contents.
After reading all the postcards, Luo Jun's face turned solemn.
"Uncle Asang, come and take a look. Do you recognize the handwriting on these postcards?"
Asang looked over sideways, saw the postcard on the computer, and just exclaimed.
"This...is this Mr.'s handwriting?!"
Luo Jun glanced sideways and looked at Zhuoran's villa not far away, "Yes, I think so too, I think... Xiaochen thinks so too."
All three people have determined that the postcard is almost certainly sent by Leng Zimo.
