On the other end of the phone, Leng Zirui put his phone back in his pocket, feeling much more relaxed than before.
Leng Zimo’s illness, Seo Fei’s hospitalization...
These situations weighed heavily on his mind, but after calling Xu Xia, he couldn’t help but feel a lot more at ease.
Girlfriend, miscarriage?!
This girl truly has a vivid imagination.
...
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At the hotel, presidential suite.
Luo Ke leaned an arm on the wine rack, standing by the window, gazing at the magnificent night view and neon of the city, his pair of erald green eyes devoid of any warm emotions.
Assistant Allen cautiously pushed open the door and entered, placing a stack of docunts on the small table beside him.
"Here is the information you requested." Standing behind Luo Ke, Allen carefully reported the developnts of the situation, "This morning, Seo Fei was successfully admitted. Just received news from the hospital, her child is now stable and shouldn’t be lost, I’ve already sent soone to deal with Lawyer Wang."
Luo Ke’s face remained expressionless, "What has Sissi been doing lately?"
"She’s been staying on the farm these days, but today she went to the hospital with Leng Zimo, accompanied by a doctor nad Shen, it seems like there’s a problem with Leng Zimo’s health." Allen replied.
"What’s the situation?"
"Not quite clear on the specifics."
Luo Ke raised an eyebrow, imdiately turning to look at Allen, "Then find out for , now, imdiately, at once!"
"Yes!" Allen agreed promptly, turning to leave the room.
Luo Ke casually picked up a wine glass from the nearby rack, gently caressing the smooth curve of the glass with his fingers, gazing at the floor-to-ceiling window, but what he saw was the srizing figure of Luo Xiaoqian in a cheongsam. Slowly bringing the glass to his lips, he took a shallow sip of the wine, gently licking his lips with his tongue, "Sissi, I’m already impatiently looking forward to seeing you!"
Picking up the old remote control, he directly pressed the switch.
The projector lit up, and Luo Xiaoqian’s figure appeared on the gigantic screen.
Draining the wine from the glass one sip at a ti, Luo Ke casually placed the glass on the table, reaching for the docunts on the table.
On top of the docunts was a Leng Family’s family photograph, Cold Lin still young in the picture, gently embracing his elegant and beautiful wife at his side, the Leng Family Brothers standing beside them, Leng Zimo then was only about eighteen or nineteen, yet already possessed a very composed deanor and an imperial aura, while Leng Zirui was just a fourteen-year-old boy, the smile on his lips exuding wise shrewdness.
He has never been one to give up easily, nor can he accept failure. This ti Tang Ming’s slip-up, to Luo Ke, was simply a disgrace, so he decided to personally obtain the key.
Previously, from Tang Ming, he had learned quite a lot about the 5N plan, knowing that the key was in the hands of Leng Lin.
"Eagle? Night Fox!" Luo Ke snapped his fingers, casually tossing the photo onto the ground, "No one can stop from taking what I want, and that includes you, whether it’s the key or Luo Xiaoqian, they’re mine, mine!"
Stepping on the photo, Luo Ke’s voice was filled with coldness.
A pair of erald green eyes, pupils contracting, in the kaleidoscopic light of the projector, flickered with a radiance strikingly similar to that of the world-renowned legless reptile—cold, sinister, ruthless.
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