No matter what the truth is, no matter who the person who killed Lu Ming is, Lu Chen wants to put the shit on someone else's head.
What's more, if the marshal, who has never been a womanizer, can make an exception to "stay overnight", Lu Chen will definitely find out all her ancestors for eight lifetimes. Since she was injured, there were traces of her injuries. It would probably take less than a night for the eldest prince to know everything about her.
Frey and the military doctor's eyes moved, and they subconsciously looked at the marshal.
If Leng Yiyao really "stays" here tonight, the marshal is obviously using her as a fog bomb and throwing it away after use. However, now that he has agreed to keep in touch with her at any time and lets her go home, he treats her a little differently.
Zhai Mu's words actually make sense. Although they looked down on the royal family, it was very easy for an ordinary person to get to the bottom of the situation for an ordinary person who was just a businessman's daughter.
Just when the three people fell silent again, Helmer suddenly smiled.
The deep eyes were cold and distant, and there was silence, like the Dead Sea.
"Humans are valuable only when they are alive." Under the light, the cold and handsome profile looked like a heartless and desireless god. "If she can't even protect herself, why do I need this burden?"
After the words fell, there was no other sound in the room.
The military doctor, Frey, and Zhai Mu lowered their heads for a moment, only thinking that maybe they had thought too much just now, and maybe they might not have the chance to see this girl with an innocent smile but quiet and cold eyes in the future...
But Leng Yiyao, who was walking on the road and looking up at the stars, had no idea what kind of conversation happened in the room just after she turned around and left the hotel.
She took a breath and warmed her palms slightly with the slight heat.
The thin robe was fine for wearing during the day, but when the temperature dropped at night, it was simply challenging her cold tolerance limit.
This damn temperature difference between day and night….
She lowered her eyes, reached for her phone, and dialed a number.
Soon, the phone in Leng Zhai's living room rang, and Leng Weiran picked it up almost instantly.
"Where are you?" Ever since his son and eldest daughter came back from the greenhouse with unusual expressions in the evening, Leng Weiran had been in an extremely anxious state.
Who would have thought that in his own garden, he would meet the only commander-in-chief of the empire!
He was preparing to offer countless rare treasures, but just to get a glimpse of the marshal, he suddenly appeared in his garden!
But before he could get excited, he was told that the marshal had already left, taking his second daughter with him along the way!
He just felt full of questions now. If Cheng Fu hadn't been tempered by so many years of fighting in the mall, he would have wanted to bring her to him right now!
"I'm at the hotel in the city center. Ask the driver to come and pick me up." She smiled, using her toes to figure out that Leng Weiran was on the verge of being irritable. She was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and simply gave her address to avoid standing at the intersection. freeze.
"Wait for me there, I'll come over now." Leng Weiran thought it would take nearly an hour to wait for the driver to pick him up, so he hung up the phone, put on his clothes and walked out.
Leng Yiyan sat on the sofa, looking at his father's leaving figure, and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Leng Chao stood at the escalator on the second floor, his eyes unwavering, he looked at her indifferently, turned around, and went back to his room.
Soon, the sound of a car leaving was heard outside the room.
Leng Yiyao looked at the hung up phone, snorted, blinked her eyes inexplicably, and looked up at the sky.
The stars were shining brightly in the pitch-black sky. Probably because we were in a desert country, the stars seemed extremely close, as if we could reach the stars by stretching out our arms.
She subconsciously raised her hand, but before she could raise it completely, a black sack was suddenly hooded over her head from behind like a bell!