Chapter 93

His eyes were fixed on the house in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Luo Xiheng raised his head and followed the guard's gaze.

The next second, he was stunned as if struck by lightning——

Zheng Keyun was wearing home clothes, standing in front of a large floor-to-ceiling window of the villa, looking this way.

Luo Xiheng's whole body was shocked, the blood on his face faded instantly, and he froze on the side seat.

With a pale face and deep eyes, he looked at Zheng Keyun standing behind the rain curtain, and couldn't look back for a long time. Even the guards around him kept asking what was the matter and whether it was important or not, but they didn't come back to their senses.

Luo Xiheng was like this, staring straight at Zheng Keyun, staring straight at him.

From the bottom of his eyes, flames full of hatred burst out, and that blazing passion seemed to burn Zheng Keyun's whole body...

The guard opened his mouth, and wanted to say something else, but seeing this situation, he didn't dare to say anything more, so he sat silently in the car, watching them stare at each other as if they were struggling.

Just when the guards thought that this contest of eyes would continue, Zheng Keyun in the villa suddenly beckoned and called a middle-aged woman in her 40s who was dressed as a servant.

Zheng Keyun leaned into the middle-aged woman's ear and said a few words. The middle-aged woman walked out of the villa holding an umbrella and came to their car.

Luo Xiheng glared at Zheng Keyun in the villa with hatred, and rolled down the car window.

"What's the matter?" Because the other party was a servant of Zheng Keyun's family, Luo Xiheng was also full of hostility towards the middle-aged woman in front of him, and his tone was very bad.

"Mr. Luo, my husband invites you to sit down in the living room. I wonder if you have time?" The middle-aged woman repeated Zheng Keyun's confession expressionlessly.

"Sit in the living room? Isn't he afraid that I will meet Ruoqi?" Luo Xiheng sneered, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Mr. Luo, you won't be able to see our wife today. Although she is at home, she can't see guests today." The middle-aged woman remained expressionless.

"What do you mean?" Hearing this sentence, Luo Xiheng jumped up excitedly.

What kind of method is it to let a person stay at home, but can't come out to meet guests?

Zheng Keyun must have locked up Ruoqi!
No wonder Ruoqi didn't go to the appointment!

Thinking that Xia Ruoqi might be locked in a dark room at this moment, Luo Xiheng couldn't calm down.

He quickly unfastened his seat belt, opened the car door, jumped out of the car with his luggage bag in hand, and was about to rush in.

But the middle-aged woman had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed him a second before he rushed into the rain curtain.

Luo Xiheng turned his head fiercely, stared angrily at the middle-aged woman grabbing his hand, and said coldly, "Let go!"

"I'm sorry, our husband doesn't like getting wet at home, so Mr. Luo, please hold an umbrella." The middle-aged woman said, moving the umbrella in her hand to the top of Luo Xiheng's head.

Because the umbrella was not big enough, the left shoulder of the middle-aged woman was soaked instantly.

Seeing this, the guard sitting in the car hurriedly picked up the umbrella in the back seat of the car and handed it out, "Student, I will lend you my umbrella first, and just return it to my work place when it's used up. "

Luo Xiheng took the umbrella and bowed to the guard to thank him, "Thank you, I really troubled you today, you should go back first."

"What are you going to do in a while? It's not easy to call a car here." The guard looked around.

(End of this chapter)

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