Mo Xiangqiu couldn't hold his face a little, suspecting that his adopted daughter was stealing something, but it was his face that didn't hit him.
"Big housekeeper, did you lose something? Did you make a mistake? My daughter is very timid and can't steal anything." Mo Xiangqiu had to help Chuzheng speak at this moment.
"The lost thing is very important, and it is inconvenient to tell." The big housekeeper said.
"Then have you found it?" Chuzheng looked at the big housekeeper neither humble nor arrogant.
"..." The big butler suddenly got stuck.
Although there is surveillance evidence, Chuzheng just appeared outside the room, and the door was in a blind spot for surveillance. It's hard to say whether she ever went in or not.
No evidence yet...
The servant's confession doesn't seem to be true or not.
The big housekeeper: "Miss Chuzheng, can you explain why she appeared there?"
Chuzheng recalled: "Fei Jinxue let me go."
"What did Miss Jinxue ask you to do there?" The big housekeeper wondered.
Chuzheng pondered for a moment, then said seriously: "To frame me?"
Chief butler: "..."
You are a little bold.
The big housekeeper took a deep breath: "Miss Chuzheng, please tell the truth."
"I'm telling the truth." Chu Zheng's indifferent attitude: "Do you believe it or not."
"Mo Chuzheng!" Mo Xiangqiu was so angry that he almost hit someone: "What the hell are you doing? Hurry up and say it!"
Chuzheng: "… "
It was Fisher's dog who called the original owner to go.
Fei Jinxue's purpose was to make her appear there, so when the original owner went there, Fei Jinxue was not found at all, she just thought she was playing with herself again and went down soon.
Chuzheng insisted that Fei Jinxue let her go.
She didn't do anything, just turned around and left.
That serious look really makes people unable to doubt her.
And Chuzheng really told the truth...
The big housekeeper looked at her a few times, it was obscure and complicated. After a while, he nodded slightly: "I hope that Miss Chuzheng is telling the truth. If I bother Miss Chuzheng, I will have someone send a gift to Miss Chuzheng later."
The big housekeeper asked the people in the room to withdraw and led them away. He didn't think there was anything wrong with them casually suspecting people or bringing people to search.
The others did not dare to complain and watched the big butler leave.
Mo Xiangqiu was a little confused.
"What the hell are you..."
Chuzheng pushed Mo Xiangqiu out the door and slammed the door shut.
Mo Xiangqiu almost bumped his nose, stared at the door in front of him, and rushed to the top of his head in anger.
It's the other way around!
Did this dead girl take the wrong medicine today
Mo Xiangqiu suddenly remembered the smell of alcohol on her body. Could it be that she was drunk and crazy
Mo Xiangqiu was not in the mood to care about Chuzheng at this time. He wanted to know what happened, so Mo Xiangqiu also left.
The Fei family is destined to not be peaceful today.
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Chuzheng went to take a bath first and washed the alcohol off his body, but the original owner didn't know how much he was drinking, and the smell was a little bit.
The bastard may have sobered her up, so she doesn't feel bad now.
Chuzheng stayed in the room for more than two hours when a servant came to see her door.
"Miss Chuzheng, this is the sobering soup and supper that the big housekeeper asked us to prepare for you." The servant pushed the dining cart and spoke to Chuzheng in a good manner.
Chuzheng: "… "
Is there really a late night snack
Is the original owner's spirit of words really useful? Then I can kill the world in one sentence
[Miss, there are limits to any power, don't you want to be imaginative? 】
Can't satisfy me in the game? Can you do it!
【… 】
The King's choice of silence is golden.
Chuzheng just thought about it, she turned sideways to make way: "Put it in the room."
The servant put the things in the room and quickly backed out.
In this villa, except for the original owner, everyone else had supper every day. Suppers are generally light and healthy, but the taste is definitely good.
She was indeed a little hungry, so she rudely solved it.
Chuzheng didn't have time to catch her breath after eating supper, and someone came to her again and asked him to go to the main house.
"… "
I just want to be a salted fish stall.
Thinking that there is still a dog waiting for her to pamper her, Chu Zheng silently cheered herself up, I can, I can do it!
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The guests in the main house have all dispersed, and the decorative lights have not been turned off. At this time, the lights are still bright and bright, and the ground is covered with a red carpet. People who don't know think it is a show.
The style of the main house is quite retro, but it is not cumbersome, unlike some people who deliberately put a lot of strange things in it in order to highlight the artistic conception.
The feeling here is comfortable and atmospheric, and the feeling that you can shoot a blockbuster with just one shot.
There were a lot of people in the lobby, most of them were standing, and the people sitting were some old people, obviously elders.
The original owner had met a limited number of people, and could not tell who these people were.
She walked inside calmly.
Soon he saw Mo Xiangqiu, he was standing next to a woman, the woman's face was not very good, she was almost leaning against Mo Xiangqiu's arms, as if she was frightened by something.
And Fei Jinxue stood in the middle, looking lonely, a bit pitiful.
The man sitting in front of the main house is not an old man, but a young and handsome man, wearing a black dragon pattern retro Tang suit, obviously some old-fashioned clothes, but he wears the high-end feeling of the show.
The man was drinking tea with a delicate cloud-patterned teacup, and his sitting posture was not very particular.
Dare to sit there in front of so many people, that is definitely not something a junior dares to do.
Chuzheng stepped forward, and Fei Jingxue kept her head down, not even looking at her.
As they got closer, Chuzheng noticed that Fei Jinxue was trembling.
"Sir, Miss Chuzheng is here." The big housekeeper standing next to the man bent down and reminded the man.
The man put down the teacup, his drooping eyelashes lifted, revealing a pair of ink-like eyes.
His eyes were casual, as if he was looking at an item, but it made people feel uncomfortable, as if he was slowly estimating the price.
this person…
Chuzheng's hand hanging on his side gradually clenched, but his eyes met the other side without escaping or flickering.
The eyes of the two met in the air, the man seemed to find it interesting, the corner of his mouth bent, and a clear voice gradually sounded: "Are you Mo Chuzheng?"
"Yes."
"Aren't you afraid to see me?"
Chuzheng's tone remained unchanged: "Who are you?"
"… "
The arc at the corner of the man's mouth raised a more beautiful arc.
But the moment Chu Zheng said those three words, the atmosphere in the entire lobby changed.
Dignified depression.
It was as if she said something incredible, which made these people tremble with fear.
"Mo Chuzheng, don't talk nonsense." Mo Xiangqiu let out a low sigh.
The man looked at him and gave him a fluttering look, but Mo Xiangqiu didn't dare to say anything, and even didn't dare to look at him.
"You are a little different from the one in the data." The man retracted his gaze, sat up slightly, the corners of his mouth suddenly flattened, and his tone didn't fluctuate: "It's interesting."