Chapter 29

She chuckled, and then walked into the hall. When the people inside saw someone coming in, they were puzzled. Who was this person?

Ling Jue counted the time and looked at the things in the glass window. It was really antique.

There were also swords in calligraphy and painting more than 100 years ago, but she was not interested in them.

Tangyuan can only absorb the things in the jade. These things are useless to it.

The steward took a deep look at her, then went to manager Li and whispered to him.

Manager Li looks at Ling Jue with a little surprise, then nods.

Ling Jue looks at the time just past three minutes, slightly frowns, if the thing gave them, certainly will quickly put into the glass window.

Although Tangyuan can drill through the glass, she is afraid that this guy will be too full to absorb and will pass out in a coma. She will not come out in the glass window at that time. She will have to leave in a while. If the distance is too far, tangyuan will get lost.

And her body, I don't know if she can hold on for a few minutes, then if she is ill, she can't find tangyuan.

Ling Jue thought for a while and looked at those things in silence.

All of a sudden, she felt that one of her eyes had been staring at her. That one was too aggressive, so she could not ignore it.

"Young master, this is money -" the steward took the money and came to Ling Jue respectfully.

"You?!" Just as he handed it, lingjue suddenly made a surprised voice. She pointed to a man not far away and walked over.

As soon as the steward sees this situation, he screams bad. What is this kid doing!

"It's you. Give me back my necklace!" It's five minutes since lingjue clenched the jade in her hand. It's just ten more minutes.

I saw a man sitting on the main seat here. His face was filled with an extraordinarily attractive tension under the flashing light. From the forehead to the jaw, everything was exquisite to the extreme, no matter how beautiful the painting was.

In spite of being called by lingjue, his eyes are still quiet and there is no extra emotion.

It seems that no matter what situation he is in, this man is as calm as he is now. There is nothing that can make his mood fluctuate and no one can disturb his mood.

But Ling Jue also knew that the man did not look so powerful and fearless on the surface. At least when he slapped him last time, he once showed the surprised and angry appearance. Now he looks indifferent, as if that expression would not appear in his face at all.

"This young master -" the steward was surprised and rushed to explain.

Lingjue interrupts his words, regardless of the expression of the steward, looking at the man coldly directly, "give me back the things."

Feng Yulin looked at him for two seconds and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Do you know me?"

He picked up the red wine cup and took a sip of it quietly, without taking him seriously.

"I don't know you. Aren't you the same old whore who didn't give money to Piao last time She looked at him with her hands around her chest and a disdainful face. "Didn't you get beaten out of the house after you went whoring that time? Accidentally bumped into me and stole my necklace. "

Lingjue finished, clenched the jade in her hand, and there were eight minutes left

"Is it really me?" Feng Yulin's eyes are dim. Old whoring - guest, is it him?

Ha ha

Lingjue was joking, but she felt that the man seemed to be very deep. If she didn't know the tiny mole on the corner of his eye, she suspected that she had mistaken her identity.