Chapter 210 - Single Dog
The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss
After Xing Jiuan thought about it, she felt that she had done nothing wrong. She had originally come to see Warlord.
However, Lu Zhichen spoke too much and it stunned her.
âWhereâs Warlord?â she asked, not seeing Warlord.
Lu Zhichen regretfully aimed the camera at Warlord.
âDo you have time in the next two days? Iâll bring Warlord to see you.â
âProbably not.
âIn a few daysâ¦
âIâll be leaving Beijing for about half a month.â
She continued, âIt might take longer. Iâm not sure either.â
Lu Zhichen didnât expect to hear such a thing. He couldnât help but wonder if he wouldnât have known that Xing Jiuan had left if not for this call.
However, his current status also meant that he could not say anything.
He did not even dare to ask Xing Jiuan where she was going.
He was afraid that Xing Jiuan would think he had crossed the line.
After saying a few more simple words, Lu Zhichen urged Xing Jiuan to rest early.
Xing Jiuan hung up after saying goodnight to him.
âWoof.â Warlord seemed to have noticed that Lu Zhichen was not in a good mood and even comforted him out of kindness.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âSingle dog.â
Warlord was stunned.
Iâm consoling you, but youâre bullying me?
It stretched out its paws and chased him away.
Lu Zhichen stood up and sighed. âIâm the same as you.â
After being chased out of Warlordâs residence, Lu Zhichen took his phone and prepared to go back.
The Old Master had not gone to rest yet. When he came out to sit in the living room, he happened to see Lu Zhichen coming in.
âYou went out?â
âYes. I went to see Warlord.â
âItâs so late. Why are you interrupting Warlordâs rest just because youâre not resting yourself?â
Lu Zhichen paused. âTo talk to Warlord about life.â
âIs it because of Jiuan?â
âDonât think too much about it, Grandpa. Iâll go back to my room first.â
âGo back.â The Old Master did not say anything else. Lu Zhichen knew what to do.
Whether he could win her over depended on himself.
Lu Zhichen returned to his room and went to take a shower.
After washing up, he couldnât help but sigh.
It would be a long time before he saw 21st again.
He didnât know if 21st would video-call him if he used Warlord as an excuse in the future.
At this moment, someone sent him a message. He picked up his phone and looked at it.
[Ninth Master, we found some clues regarding Miss Xingâs abandonment back then.]
Lu Zhichenâs expression immediately turned serious.
[Lu Zhichen: Speak.]
[Before the Wang couple abandoned Miss Xing, they had often interacted with a fortune-teller.]
[After that, that person disappeared for 10 years before appearing again. He has changed his name, but his appearance hasnât changed at all.]
[Lu Zhichen: Send me the photo.]
Looking at the photo the other party had sent, Lu Zhichen frowned.
[Lu Zhichen: Do you have any leads on this person now?]
[I havenât found him yet.]
[Lu Zhichen: Continue searching. Let me know immediately after you find him.]
[Yes.]
Lu Zhichenâs expression remained stern.
The fortune-telling incidents seemed to be a running theme in his life.
The Old Master trusted fate very much, and Lu Zhichen was only half convinced that Xing Jiuan was his destined benefactor.
Some time ago, he had gone to a temple with the Old Master. The Old Master would often visit there, and Lu Zhichen would accompany him occasionally.
On the way, he bumped into a fortune-teller. The other party had white hair, but his eyes were extremely bright.
âThe person you love is in danger.â
Old Master Lu hadnât been around at that time, so he hadnât heard Lu Zhichen and the fortune-tellerâs conversation.