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Chapter 18 The Paranoid Boy's Sweet Bun 18

Chapter 18 The Paranoid Boy's Sweet Bun 18
"You keep asking me what happened in the parking lot yesterday?"

Tang Sui frowned.

"It's nothing, just chatting with you casually. Our young master had an accident in the parking lot yesterday, so I came here to ask Miss Tang."

The butler always had a faint smile on his face.

When Tang Sui heard this, it was as expected.

Immediately shook his head more firmly.

"I don't know. Although I went to the parking lot to get things, I didn't see what happened to Song Mingchi."

Tang Sui shook his head and looked at the housekeeper with a smile.

The housekeeper gritted his teeth. There was really no evidence, and they could only suffer from boredom.

"Since Miss Tang doesn't know, I'll take my leave."

The housekeeper nodded slightly, just about to leave.

Seeing Zhou Keren rushing in from the outside in a hurry.

"Pfft—" with a sound, he knelt down in front of Tang Sui.

"Miss Tang, please, please do me a favor!"

Tears flowed down Zhou Keren's eyes, and he looked at Tang Sui with pleading eyes.

"Master Song was beaten to death by him, and he is still lying in the hospital. How could you be indifferent and help the evildoers?"

When Zhou Keren thought of Song Mingchi's miserable appearance, his heart ached.

Even though Song Mingchi was already in such a miserable situation, he still knew that he was fired and asked him to work in the Song family.

He is kind to himself, and he will never let Young Master Song be beaten for nothing.

Even if it means losing your own life.

Tang Sui backed away and looked at the butler beside him.

"What does it mean?"

The steward himself never thought that such a thing would happen suddenly. Originally, Zhou Keren was crying and shouting to follow, but he was unwilling. In the end, Zhou Keren knelt and kowtowed. He had no choice but to let him follow.

But she didn't expect that she would... come here to make fun of her.

"Get up and go quickly."

The housekeeper felt that he couldn't hold on to his face.

Zhou Keren still shook his head, knelt on the ground and squirmed in front of Tang Sui.

"Miss Tang, please help me to testify!"

"Identify the murderer."

While talking, Zhou Ke pointed at Song Xingye, but when her eyes met Song Xingye's cold eyes, she shivered in fright, knelt down on the ground and dared not make a sound.

"Okay, don't be ashamed, and come back with me quickly."

The housekeeper frowned, pulled Zhou Keren up, and hurried outside.

In the living room, after everyone was astigmatized, Tang Sui turned to look at Song Xingye beside him.

"The camera in the parking lot, did you set it up?"

There is no evidence at all, that is, Song Xingye did it himself.

"Ah."

Listening to his answer, Tang Sui's heart trembled even more.

woohoo.

He can even be a hacker, no wonder he can be so perverted in the plot, no one can find his fault.

*
Half a month has passed.

Tang Sui was worrying that Song Xingye's blackening value had never decreased.

Even if I thought of a lot of ways, it didn't work.

She was sitting in the living room, thinking of a way, when the butler suddenly brought Song Mingchi over.

amount……

Today, Song Mingchi came over with great momentum.

Behind him, at least a dozen bodyguards followed.

It seems that Song Xingye taught him a lesson last time, and he was scared in his heart.

"Years old."

Song Mingyuan stood and looked at her with a smile.

"Ok?"

Tang Sui raised his head lazily, resting his chin with both hands: "What are you doing here?"

"This is an invitation card. It will be my grandmother's birthday in a few days. She has always liked you very much. She specially invited you to attend."

Song Mingyuan was talking, and handed the invitation to Tang Sui.

Tang Sui subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Mirror of Samsara: Mission, accept Song Mingyuan's invitation.

(End of this chapter)

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