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Pei Luo Luo was almost choked to death by the hug. She raised both of his hands to pat Zhang Chen's shoulders: "Master, I, I can't, I can't breathe."

… ….

"If you want to treat me to a good meal, I won't die!" Pei Luo Luo patted his chest, and looked at the person he was most concerned about. It was as though he wasn't the one who had nearly caused her to lose her breath.

Pei Luo Luo could not help but feel guilty, this Master was not simple!

As Zhang Chen had promised, dinner was a very sumptuous meal. How rich is it? Of course it was a natural ingredient, Master personally cooked it.

At that time, Pei Luo Luo would always praise the Master's culinary skills while eating. He also inadvertently discovered that every time she went over, Zhang Chen would always bring fish on the table, with very rich matching.

Today, Zhang Chen cooked six dishes for her, all of which were her favorite foods. Fish, lion's head, braised pork, eggplant meat, bean curd soup, and other dishes were torn apart by his hands. Pei Luo Luo drooled upon seeing them.

"Master, I will start now!" Pei Luo Luo said as he picked up his chopsticks and started to eat. Zhang Chen watched her eat like a child, his face full of smiles as he stuffed the chopsticks into his mouth and ate for a long time.

"Master? Is there something on my face? " Pei Luo Luo asked as he took a bite of the lion head.

"It's fine, go ahead and eat." Zhang Chen curled his lips, lowered his head, and stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth.

"How about sending you back later?" After finishing all of his work, Zhang Chen laid on the sofa, looked through the glass door at the black-clothed man and said indifferently.

"Hmm? "Alright." Pei Luo Luo replied softly, his lowered eyes heavy with thought.

When Xiao Yi Chen came, was around one in the afternoon. It had already been a few hours since he had left, but from beginning to end, Pei Luo Luo's mood was always a little lighthearted. Other than focusing on eating, he would unconsciously be absent-minded.

"Aren't they hungry?"

"Why don't you go and ask?" Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully. Pei Luo Luo pursed his lips, packed his stuff up and followed Zhang Chen out the back door.

Zhang Chen could see all of these movements clearly from the rearview mirror.

After that, the two in the car remained silent. Pei Luo Luo kept staring at the car window in a daze, and occasionally stole a glance at Zhang Chen from the corner of his eye to see him pursing his lips and staring at the scenery in front of him with an indifferent expression.

"Have you thought about why Xiao Yi Chen is at the Peach Blossom Manor today?" Just as the car entered the city, Zhang Chen looked at the still in shock Pei Luo Luo and asked.

"Not for me, anyway." With a light ridiculing tone, the corner of Pei Luo Luo's lips curved up in a bitter smile. He leaned his head against the window, listening to the wind outside.

After a long while, the carriage had finally reached Jun Yiyou, and Zhang Chen finally said something profound: "This little knowledge, you are truly my disciple."

Pei Luo Luo was just about to get off the car, so she didn't pay too much attention to him. Was this a compliment? Pei Luo Luo did not investigate further, he only bent down and waved at Zhang Chen, telling him to be careful on the road.

In the second floor of the villa, the lights were still on. When Pei Luo Luo walked in, he saw that there were a lot of people moving inside the beige white chiffon tent. The soundproofing effect was good, but there was still the sound of dancing.

No matter what day she and Xiao Yi Chen were in, they would still be celebrating with two protagonists present. From the looks of it, it had nothing to do with her. In other words, she wasn't acting at all.

Do you still want to go in? This thought popped into his head. But then, didn't Zhang Chen say that he had already informed Xiao Yi Chen? Then let's just go in. Worse comes to worse, just go straight back to the room and not come out.

Zhang Ma was shocked that Pei Luo Luo suddenly came back, she stood at the door not knowing if she should let Pei Luo Luo in or not, looking a little panicked.

"Zhang Ma, what's wrong?" whispered as she saw what was wrong with the Zhang Ma.

"Young Grandmother, why did you come back at this time? "No, didn't you say that you were going to play for a few days?" Zhang Ma's eyes flickered, as if she was afraid that Pei Luo Luo would enter.

Seeing this situation, Pei Luo Luo had a rough idea of what was going on. With that surge of strength, Pei Luo Luo pushed open the door handle of the Zhang Ma and walked in.

The first floor was decorated as a grand banquet. Wine, beauties, delicacies, and famous dancers all gathered together. Each of them was dressed with utmost dignity and grandeur.

Only Pei Luo Luo, who was dressed in a race attire with hundreds of dark red patterns, had a jacket over his body to cover most of it. Only a few small pieces of silver inside could be seen flashing under the crystal lights.

"Yo, which wind blew the mistress of this house back?" The sharp sound pierced into Pei Luo Luo's eardrums, making her sick of it. And the person who said that, also made Pei Luo Luo hate him.

He frowned slightly, but Pei Luo Luo knew that he had to understand the big picture. Since the other party had revealed her identity, he could not lose face for him and Xiao Yi Chen.

Looking around, he saw that in the middle of the hall, on the empty plate of glass on the second floor, a cold handsome man caught Pei Luo Luo's attention. Xiao Yi Chen was sitting on a leather sofa, holding a wine cup as he glanced at the people beneath his feet with a cold expression.