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The false reality finally allowed Lan Xinyue, who was choking to death, to come back to life. She and Miao Qin left the room, also thinking about how to take Leng Mubai away from Chen Yi in broad daylight.

"Oh, right. Have you seen the killer's data that I gave you? Any ideas? If I say it out loud, I can do it myself. For the next few days, I just happen to have some time to myself. By the time Du Yating returns, I might be trapped again. " On the way back to the main hall, Miao Qin Qin suddenly remembered something and whispered into her ear.

Lan Xinyue shook her head. She had taken the time to look at the data before she got off work. It was huge and complicated.

There were no less than a hundred organizations in the world that could kill the Striker King. There were thirty-seven organizations that could kill the Striker King without leaving a single trace. There were also eleven organizations that could kill the Striker King without leaving a single trace.

And among these eleven organizations, none of them was called Scurry Capture.

"You should also be aware of the Fist King's massacre. They use fewer spears, and most of them died by the blade. The Fist King's corpse was also decapitated by the blade. "Go and check which of these eleven organizations is best at using sabers." If Leng Mubai had helped her simulate the scene of the murderer, she might have been more inspired. But now, she could only follow the sequence of steps and use the stupidest method to extract the silk and cut the cocoon.

Miao Qin nodded. "I think so too. However, none of the eleven organizations here is adept at using sabers." However, among these hundred or so families, there is one that has a special reputation as a blade user.

They could kill the fist king, but they did not have the ability to kill him without leaving a single trace behind. Lan Xinyue frowned and shook her head, "It can't be them, they don't have the ability to do that, unless they can cooperate with each other and take advantage of each other …"

"You mean, two underworld organizations working together?" Miao Qin was shocked. She cupped her hands around her voice as she called out to the attendants on both sides of the room.

However, Lan Xinyue did not think so. She shook her head once again, "Most of the people who mix with the underworld are proud and arrogant. They feel that they are the first and that they will be the first to cooperate so they will not cooperate so easily. Furthermore, if you want to use two underworld forces, Young Master Hua need not have the ability to do so, and may not be able to seal the fire with such a top-secret paper. "

"Then what exactly do you mean? In the end, there's still no conclusion. " Miao Qin couldn't help but feel anxious. There were so many names on the list, and the data was right here. It was impossible for them to not be able to figure out who the real culprit was!

How could such a tragic scene be so easily heard? Lan Xinyue smiled and advised, "It's so easy to finish, then why did we have to wait six years? Since we can't wait, why not find a time to meet someone from the Hua family."

"Shaohua?" A series of bolts of lightning flashed through Miao Qin's mind. If she wanted to get close to Flower Young Master, it would be easy with her current identity. There would definitely be a cooperation between the two families, and she would be the main contender.

When Lan Xinyue reached the end, she could already see the unfilled hall. Ming Yi and Bao Xiao were sitting together, but Bao Xiao was still chatting with Mill, while Leng Mubai ignored him. He was holding Little Jie, talking and laughing, with a rare happiness that made Ming Chen Yi feel even more depressed.

Suddenly, a burst of inspiration came. Lan Xinyue finally thought of how to take Leng Mubai away.

Smiling, she patted Miao Qin Xin's well-maintained hands. "We may not necessarily end up spending too little. We can go meet Young Master Hua first and start at the most accessible location, just like last time." If it really didn't work, then he would see that old cunning fox, Flower Young Master. Go and make an appointment, prepare everything you need to meet. Remember, you need to meet with Young Master Hua alone, and don't have any video records. "

"OK, then I'll go and ask him tomorrow night. At the fastest, it'll be tomorrow night. Prepare yourself." Miao Qin's interest was piqued. This was something she was willing to do.

Seeing her return, Mill immediately cut off their conversation. At the same time, he got up and asked her about her situation with deep concern. After hearing her repeatedly say that she was fine, he then poured her a glass of water with relief.

Seeing that he was considerate and didn't have the chance to be attentive, Leng Mubai could only snort angrily in his heart. At the same time, he hugged Little Jie even more tightly, as if saying, "If you can steal my woman away, my son will forever be mine. His blood will flow from me …"

She smiled elegantly and said, "It's good that Mommy is fine. Mr. Leng has been very worried, so please sit down quickly. Mister Leng just said that since this is an ordinary gathering, you should come and sit at the same table as us.

Six pairs of eyes met each other. Obviously, no one knew that it was Little Jie's idea!

He said that he didn't want to see her, but in his heart, he still desired to sit with her. Not to mention that his son was also here, he really enjoyed the feeling of his son leaning against his chest and playing with his big hands. It was another kind of warmth, a joy that he had never felt before.

Ming Chen Yi didn't want to put the tables down, but his identity was there, so he didn't say anything and just stared at Lan Xinyue. He didn't like Lan Xinyue, and he also didn't like Lan Xinyue's son.

Trouble!

"Although he left the Asia Pacific Group, Mr. Mill was my boss all my life. He came to China mainly to prepare for the new project, and today's gathering is mainly to welcome him. "I didn't know that I would meet Mr. Ming, so please forgive me for the shabby place." Lan Xinyue did not understand his disgust, but sat down confidently.

The moment she sat down, it became like this. Her left hand was Mir, while her right hand was Miao Shiqin, while her opponent was Ming Chenyi. Leng Mubai was caught between her and Miao Shiqin, while Bao Xiao was caught between Mir and Ming Chenyi.

Like this, Lan Xinyue faced Ming Chen Yi, Leng Mubai was still holding his son, and even Miao Qin Xin was facing Bao Xiao. So no matter how you looked at the situation, it looked a little like the ultimate competition of a love rival!

However, Ming Chenyi, who disliked Lan Xinyue, finally shot his first shot at the finals. He sarcastically said, "With your salary, it's not easy for you to invite guests to a banquet in a place like this. That's why I don't dare to say that I understand!"

"So you're saying that Mr. Ming is very rich, very rich. Every day, you either swallow gold or spit silver?" Lan Xinyue smiled politely because she understood that it wasn't too late for a gentleman to take revenge, but Little Jie was angry.

Damn, to dare to mock his mother in front of everyone, did he not know how much assets Bao Xiao had, did he not know how much assets Leng Mubai had, and did not know how much assets he had.

Not to mention eating here, even if he bought and built ten more of these hotels, he, Lan Xiaojie, would be able to do the same!

Meow, meow, die!

"Swallowing gold and spitting silver …"

"If you don't know, then shut up. This table of food is for you to eat from Mommy, it's not too much not to treat you to it. If it wasn't because you don't want to work on the table, you can just scram. And the person you are mocking right now is not just Mommy, there is also Mr. Leng. You are mocking him for his lack of wealth, and even the most capable secretary is only fit to entertain you here in such a despicable place. " The small bean bag inherited Lan Xinyue's sharp tongue and was extremely aggressive. Her serious expression was not like that of a five year old child at all.

Ming Chenyi's face turned pale after being robbed. He was flushed and he was turning white again. However, it would be too dishonorable if he lost face with a five-year-old child, so he could only take a loss while clenching his fists and enduring his anger.

He had tolerated it, but no one had done anything to uphold justice for him. Miao Qin Qin smiled as she waved for the waiters to come over and get them to serve the food and wine.

After that, they went to find companions to chat with. Lan Xinyue would occasionally chat with Miao Qin, occasionally chat with Mill, and even tell many embarrassing things to Miao Qin Xin. Bao Xiao also joined in, dancing and laughing non-stop.

Leng Mubai was unwilling to pay attention to Lan Xinyue. Holding his son, he also laughed and told his son a highly learned story, "The turtle and the rabbit race, the rabbit said he had fast legs, so he laid there sleeping arrogantly. In the end, the turtle snatched him away first. After the rabbit had fallen asleep, he had desperately chased after it. However, he had accidentally hit a tree, causing him to roll his eyes. At this moment, a farmer walked by and picked up a dead rabbit. He cooked a pot and ate his fill. From then on, the farmer stopped working and stayed under the tree all day. There was no one taking care of the farmland, so it slowly grew lower. When the farmers saw that they were crying out that the situation wasn't good, they ran into the fields and pulled one by one … "

The little bean bag had never heard of such a story before, so she held her stomach and laughed out loud. Her laughter was like a string of wind chimes, causing everyone to feel happy and greatly increase their appetite. Leng Mubai also ate a lot, replenishing the lost blood.

He just sat there with a straight face, not even moving his chopsticks. But who would care about him?

After about an hour, Ming Chenyi gradually revealed an impatient expression and also began to urge Leng Mubai to leave. Little Jie did not say anything, nor did Leng Mubai. The atmosphere froze.

Seeing that, Lan Xinyue smiled, stood up, and carried Little Jie away as she said: "It's getting late, Director Leng and Director Ming should also go back and rest early, but before the two of you leave, can you take up some more of Director Leng's time? I still have a few questions regarding the fair, and would like to ask Director Leng."

"We'll talk about it at the company tomorrow!"

Ming Yi and Leng Mubai spoke in unison after he said that. He was afraid that there would be another unforeseen event, and Leng Mubai did not want to be alone with Lan Xinyue.

Before Lan Xinyue passed her son to Miao Qin, she whispered into his ear before looking at Leng Mubai and smiled, "I won't be going to the company tomorrow. I'll go directly to the exhibition. "Director Leng also knows that we just held an exhibition at the Flower Young Nightclub, so it's natural for the new exhibition to avoid them, in case there is any unnecessary consequences to the conflict. Therefore, the things that we are discussing will be related to the Flower Young Nightclub."

The meaning behind her words were very clear. She was going to see Young Master Hua, was he going to interfere in this matter?

Leng Mubai was completely suppressed. If they didn't talk about it, she would have directly gone there. He didn't have any reason to blame her, so who asked him to report it first? But then they had to be alone again, and he was upset that he couldn't eat.

Gloomily, he looked at her, his chin exuding the dark, angry aura of the devil. After a long time, he gave in to her sweet smile, got up, and followed her to the depths, where he opened a room that was duly billed.

After the waiter left, Lan Xinyue, who had locked the door, walked in front of Leng Mubai. She took his arm and flung him into the air without a word.

F * ck, I'm angry, you want to play with me, make your old lover mock me, if I can't take revenge on him, I'll take it out on you!

Her movements were agile and quick, and Leng Mubai was caught off guard as well, so he was sorrowfully smashed into the ground. He was sprawled on the ground, and could hear the sound of bones kissing the ground.

"Lan Xinyue, how heartless of you. If it was Mill, would you be willing to make such a move?" His back hit the wall until it became numb, and his face was twisted in pain. Leng Mubai lay on the ground, unable to get up. He could only suck in a cold breath, and his heart went completely cold.