The two bodyguards who came back from Yusheng Xiaozhu limped upstairs and knocked on the door of Ning Chengen's study.
"Come in."
The two of them supported each other in agony.
Ning Chengen was commenting on documents when he suddenly noticed their actions, which was inexplicable.
"What's going on? Where is Jingxuan?"
"Master, Miss Seven will stay at Ji's house and won't come back."
Ning Chengen put down his pen and raised his eyebrows interestingly, "Isn't this good? Then why don't you two follow me? What are you doing here?"
The bodyguard had a grimace on his face and said, "Mrs. Ji forcibly drove us away and had Eleven Deer beat us up, telling us to go back to where we came from."
Snap——
A teacup flew to their feet.
Tea splashed everywhere and the sound was horrifying, indicating someone's anger.
"You useless thing, get out."
He had a gloomy face, put his forehead on his forehead and rubbed his temples, feeling a little nervous about his headache.
Ning Xiaoqing was under too strict control, while Jing Jingxuan was too simple, failing to accomplish anything but failing.
This matter is tricky.
He opened the drawer angrily and took out the transparent crystals inside that were as colorless and odorless as rock candy.
He took a deep breath through his nose, which stimulated his nerves violently and made him feel quite comfortable.
Knock knock——
There was a knock on the study door again.
He put away the crystal in his hand and put it back in the drawer calmly.
The person who came in was Uncle Fu, the housekeeper.
Uncle Fu stepped forward and respectfully handed something to Ning Chengen's table.
Ning Chengen looked down and saw the attic key stained with mud.
It was the key he gave to Uncle Fu.
"Where did you find it?"
Uncle Fu: "It's in the garden. It's buried in the soil and hidden under the grass. Only a few small gold edges are exposed. That's why I searched all night and couldn't find it."
Ning Chengen picked up the small key, his fingers stained with dirt.
He rubbed the soil carefully, and the clear crystal brought him so much pleasure that he rarely lost his temper immediately.
"Uncle Fu, tell me your guess."
"At last night's banquet, only the fourth young master bumped into me and got closer to me. I suspect that the fourth young master was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he deliberately buried the key."
Ning Chengen listened quietly and analyzed the matter clearly.
"It's not buried. It's impossible for him to leave such obvious traces of his work. If it were to be buried, it would be buried deep. I'm afraid you might not be able to find it in a year or two."
"So, he probably wanted to return the key quietly, but later found out that I was alert and threw him out of the room in a panic. That's why this happened."
Uncle Fu nodded, "You are right, it should be like this."
Ning Chengen chuckled strangely, but his eyes gradually turned cold, and soon there was anger that penetrated into his bones.
In anger, he overturned all the documents on the desk and even smashed the computer.
"Ning Chengxu! This bastard!"
He had the key, and he must have stolen the missing potion from the attic.
As expected, he conspired with Lu Shengge to plot against him.
If the potion gets into Ji Yuting's hands, the consequences will be disastrous.