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Chapter 18 Pretending to faint

Chapter 18 Pretending to faint

"Have you figured out your target?" Mu Junyao raised his head and glanced at Ji Chuxiao's excited face.

Ji Chuxiao stretched out his hand to serve the milk in front of him, but was evacuated by the servant first.

Mu Junyao pursed his lips, "Since you're leaving, don't stay for breakfast. Act sooner, the hope is greater."

"Okay, that makes sense!" Ji Chuxiao clapped his hands, took a photo of the bangs on his forehead with his mobile phone, turned his head and smiled brightly at Mu Junyao, "Anyway, he will have breakfast at his place, maybe even better than yours rich!"

Mu Junyao had a dark face, "Have you already figured out where to go?!"

Ji Chuxiao didn't answer, and looked down at his watch, "I guess you definitely don't plan to let me drive out of the Duke's castle, if I leave from now on, I should be able to arrive before noon, and it would be nice to have lunch with him. "

"Did you find Mu Xicheng?!" Mu Junyao sneered, "You think he can protect you? Don't be stupid!"

Ji Chuxiao raised his eyelids, didn't care, turned around and walked outside the castle, and waved behind him, "Give me complete freedom as agreed, if I find out that you sent someone to follow me, you will lose as well!"

Mu Junyao gritted his teeth, and suddenly exerted force on the hand holding the milk cup.

A backhand slammed to the ground, and with a sway, everyone in the hall took a step back in fright.

……

Every part of the noble villa hidden in the woods is a peerless design.

Different from the luxury of the duke castle, the painting style here is like the palace of the ancient court.

Small bridges and flowing water can be seen everywhere, and the heritage of hundreds of years of aristocratic families is sprinkled everywhere.

Mu Jinyan took people to hunt in the man-made hunting ground in the back mountain. On the way back, he saw a fallen figure at the gate of the villa, which seemed quite familiar.

"That's... Ji Chuxiao?"

According to his order, the servant went up and helped the person in front of the door to his feet.

A delicate face was revealed in front of Mu Jinyan.

However, at this moment, the corners of Ji Chuxiao's mouth were dry and cracked, and there was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

It looked like he was being hunted down, and Mu Jinyan's first reaction was that something happened to Duke Castle.

As a duchess, it is possible for Ji Chuxiao to be assassinated.

"Come on, help me in quickly and call the doctor!"

Mu Junyao was Mu Jinyan's only true friend, and he couldn't just sit idly by and ignore his best friend's wife lying at his door like this.

The servant helped Ji Chuxiao in, it was the first time he saw the young master caring so much about a woman, subconsciously thought it was his young master's sweetheart.

So, he quickly carried him to his young master's room.

Mu Jinyan followed up anxiously, and his first reaction was to call Mu Junyao.

Little did he know that the woman lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes, smiled evilly behind him, and then winked at the servants.

"Jun Yao! What's going on? Why is Ji Chuxiao at my door..."

Suddenly, a jade arm like a water snake wrapped around his neck, Mu Jinyan's eyes widened, and his body was surrounded by a faint fragrance.

"Jin Yan, I was wrong. I shouldn't have let you call off my marriage, and now I know that you are the most suitable person for me. Let's start over, shall we?!"

The sound of overturning the table was clearly heard from the phone, and Mu Junyao's manic roar was clearly audible, almost bursting one's ears.

Mu Jinyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned around stiffly, and looked at the head on his shoulder like a ghost.

Ji Chuxiao smiled, winked at him and said, "Jin Yan..."

Before hanging up the phone, only four words appeared in Mu Jinyan's mind - the year is unlucky!
(End of this chapter)

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