Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 69



Leng Yumo's whole body twitched, wanting to struggle, but he didn't dare to move rashly.


Queen Reza's sharp ghost claws were pressing on his left chest, as long as he exerted a little force, she would tear out his heart.


Ava rushed over nervously and knelt down on one knee, "Queen Resha, please calm down! If... If my brother did something wrong, I apologize to you on his behalf. Please hold your hand high and spare him."


After a few minutes, the Empress Dowager Ruisha pushed Leng Yumo away slowly, as if she was half drunk, and smiled heartily, "Hehe, how could I be willing to kill a good boy? Ava, you Brother's blood is really sweet and delicious, much more delicious than human blood."


Ai Wa still had lingering fears, so she hurried over to support Leng Yumo and check his injuries.


She wanted to bite her own wrist to feed him blood, but Leng Yumo disgustedly stopped her.


He would rather drink bitter Chinese medicine to nourish the blood than drink the blood of a vampire.Let the blood on the neck soak the collar of the shirt, let the strength in the body gradually slacken, let a group of guests run away screaming...


Empress Dowager Ruisha's originally thin face was gradually plump and full of elasticity, and the golden coiled hair on her head also shone brightly. Her shriveled figure seemed to have been sculpted by a plastic surgeon suddenly, and her curves magically became graceful and soft.The whole person seems to have returned from a five or sixty-year-old lady to a young woman with perfect charm, dazzling and charming.


But Leng Yumo couldn't pull up any strength, and collapsed on the sofa with a pale face. The two women who had just made out with him not far away couldn't help but feel distressed.He glanced at Steven, but his former best friend had a look of gloating.


Leng Yumo finally understood that if he talks about cooperation with a vampire, he will always lose.He hated vampires so much, he gritted his teeth, and weakly ordered Ava, "See off!" Pulling a handkerchief from his coat pocket to hold his injured neck, he rushed upstairs in a desperate attempt.


Of course, he didn't rush into the bedroom to rest, nor did he call the family doctor, but went into the study.


The bodyguards who were checking the lost items reported that the tri-colored Tang vases on the shelf were missing.


He backed away, feeling depressed, "Yan, you are really smarter than I imagined." But he didn't feel too sad in his heart.


Sitting on the chair behind the table, the phone rang desperately, and he roared angrily, "I told you not to call the study if there is nothing important!"


"Yumo, it's me." Chu Lin was always gentle and indifferent, "You seem to be in a bad mood."


Leng Yumo quickly adjusted her tone, "Lin? I'm sorry, I... was busy just now."


"Chuyan lost his temper and ran away from home just now, have you ever been to your place?" Chulin asked tentatively.


"No... no."


"Oh, I asked her to get engaged to you just now, and she ran out in a fit of anger. If you see her, tell me that Zhilan and I are very worried about her!"


Leng Yumo couldn't turn the corner, "Engaged? You mean, let me get engaged to Yan?"


This is simply the most absurd joke in this century. He had decided to kill her, and just now, he was threatened by Queen Reza to give the first words to her and Steven.


"What's the matter? Mother has been going to your place recently, hasn't she mentioned it to you? Maybe, you forgot? Prepare yourself. As a member of the family, don't let us down! Remember that if you say it in the past I can find you, let her stay overnight, lest she go to the blood clan to kill vampires to vent her anger."


"Hello...Hello..." Leng Yumo put down the phone in a daze, "Damn it, why do you want me to get engaged to Chuyan?"


Before, he really wanted to get her, but ever since he knew that she had a relationship with Victor, he had grown disgusted in his heart.To him, a woman is just an appetizer. If the appetizer is too unpalatable, he would rather drink plain water to moisten his throat.


Chulin hung up the phone over there, "Yumo's side doesn't seem normal, maybe he has already found out that you stole the bottle." As he spoke, he took the Tang Sancai amphora vase from Chuyan.


Chu Yan didn't say that the blood queen mother went to Leng Yumo, and that had nothing to do with her directly. What she cared most about was whether her grandfather could be found. "Dad, isn't this bottle fake?"


Chulin couldn't see any clues. Zhilan baked too many of these things back then, and it was just a passing interest. Anyone who has a little research on ceramics can imitate them.


He shook his head and handed the vase to Zhilan, "Remember? You made it yourself."


Zhilan looked up and down, but couldn't find any clues, her memory was a little fuzzy, and this bottle was really nothing special to her.She handed the vase to Leng Pei Xueyao again.


After Leng Pei Xueyao looked at it, she shook her head helplessly and put it on the table again.


"There are many antiques in his study, and only this one is the one I am most familiar with. If grandpa wants to give us clues, he will definitely use the most important thing to grandma!" Chuyan paced back and forth, explaining , "The thing that worries grandma the most is of course my mother. Back then, in Zurich, this was the only souvenir I brought over..."


Victor sat in a corner of the sofa, silent.


He quietly admired Chuyan in a tight-fitting night gown, her exquisite curves could be seen at a glance, the soft leather bulletproof material looked tough and handsome, and the long hair hanging down her waist added a bit of softness to her, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, with a good look flying.


He couldn't help but look down, and saw her slender legs, remembering how they wrapped around his waist that night, the feeling was ecstatic...


"Victor? Victor? What are you thinking?" Chu Yan interrupted his lewd gaze, and he could see what he was thinking from those cold purple eyes, "Can you be more serious? We're talking business!"


"Baby, I'm sitting here for a very, very serious business!" He smiled evilly, and then he felt the waiting eyes of everyone, obviously expecting him to say something.


He frowned seriously, but what did he say?


"Don't look at whether this bottle is real or not. Even if it is fake, you can be sure that the bottle in the box is a Tang Sancai bottle. But what does Mr. Leng Yindong want to tell us through this bottle?"


Seeing everyone nodding in thought, he heaved a sigh of relief, thank God, he finally passed.


(End of this chapter)