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    Ambitious and self-employed x warlord [Thirty-seven]

    Qi Zhen silently swallowed the wine in her mouth and said nothing.

    “Why did she come here?” Zeng Han scratched his head in confusion, “It’s not like she doesn’t know that the restaurant belongs to you.”

    Qi Zhen stared at Wang Peirong, without looking back, and said directly to Zeng Han: “This beauty of mine was originally from his Qi Heng residence.”

    Zeng Han was stunned when he heard this. Although he looked like a rough man, he was also a kind of rough man with some finesse.After listening to Qi Zhen’s words, he thought about what happened to Qi Zhen some time ago and wondered what else he didn’t understand.

    No wonder, Qi Zhen asked him to confuse the audience at that time, and changed the escaped slaves in Wang Peirong’s mouth into old people, men, and children.

    All in all, just to prevent others from being sure, she is a little girl.

    So I was waiting here.

    After trying to understand the cause and effect, Zeng Han not only did not think that Qi Zhen was dazzled by the beauty, but actually clapped his hands and laughed: “Wonderful, wonderful!”

    He gave Qi Zhen a thumbs up, “It’s so refreshing to steal someone from Qi Heng’s hand!”

    Qi Zhen just smiled and said nothing.

    On the other side, Wang Peirong apparently received the news and walked into the restaurant with a full body of evil aura.

    She dismissed the shopkeepers who came up to inquire, and regardless of their dissuasion, she directly opened the curtains to look for Li Xin.

    Li Xin and the others were not sitting very deep. She only looked for two or three places and quickly discovered Li Xin.

    At that time, Li Xin was still waiting for the food to be served, holding a cup of hot almond milk in her hand and sipping it in small sips.

    She wore a light wisteria double-breasted cheongsam with silk brocade shoulders. The elegant winter plum blossoms lay around her waist, making her waist more restrained and graceful.

    The black and black hair was loosened to her waist, and a few strands were slightly pulled up behind her head, and then let down lazily, making her beautiful little face look fair and delicate, like a slim beauty in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

    Wang Peirong looked her up and down and snorted coldly.

    Li Xin just heard a commotion outside and didn’t think much about it. It wasn’t until Wang Peirong opened her curtain and came in that she showed a bit of surprise.

    But it was just a moment of surprise.

    Wang Peirong walked in with Qin’s mother and a young servant, without asking Li Xin, and sat directly opposite her.

    “What a coincidence.” Wang Peirong covered her lips with a handkerchief and smiled, “Look who this is, so impressive.”

    The servant beside Li Xin was about to step forward, but was stopped by Li Xin and had to stop.

    “Madam,” Li Xin put down her cup and smiled gently, “I wonder if you are…?”

    She knew that Wang Peirong was deliberately looking for trouble, but she didn’t expect that she would come so quickly. Thinking about it, there might be some uneasy people around her.

    It’s better to pretend to be stupid with her and bite her to death if she doesn’t recognize her. She can’t use her identity as a runaway slave to blackmail her.

    As for the body bond, since Wang Peirong never mentioned it, either she didn’t get it at all, or… it had been taken away by someone.

    Otherwise, why would she bother so much? They would have already pinched her to catch her.

    “Who am I, Miss Li? Don’t you know?”

    Wang Peirong sneered and said, “I just came here to see how the white-eyed wolf in the family who repays kindness with revenge is doing now.”

    As she spoke, she looked at Li Xin carefully, and her tone couldn’t help but be a bit sharp: “Sure enough, it’s very good.”

    Hearing these words, the servants around Li Xin blushed with anger, but Li Xin still looked calm, as if Wang Peirong was not talking about herself.

    “My wife and I have never met each other. Why did she come to see me?”

    She wiped her lips with a handkerchief and raised her eyebrows, showing a bit of sharpness.

    “Madam, what you yelled at me is probably… a little bad.”

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