After rejecting my celebrity husband-Chapter 1470 - 1474: So There’s No Frying Pan

Frying pan?

There’s really none!

Leng Zirui laughed out loud, "She can’t cook, so she doesn’t have a frying pan."

So, she can’t cook either?

Seems like she’s not much better than her.

Xu Xia thought to herself silently on the side.

Leng Zirui and Luo Jun chatted here and there, and soon, the car drove back to the farm.

Most of the bodyguards at the farm had already split into two groups. One group was at the hospital protecting Leng Zimo, and another group followed Luo Xiaoqian. There were only two or three subordinates left on the farm, as well as a nutritionist and a maid responsible for the stables and dogs.

Seeing Leng Zirui’s car approaching, a bodyguard responsible for guarding the gate opened the gate early to let the few people pass.

The car stopped in the open space outside the gate. Xu Xia immediately pushed open the car door, carried the little one down, and led him into the living room, while Leng Zirui carried the large parcels to the door.

"Let’s go, godmother will take you to bathe."

Xu Xia couldn’t be bothered to deal with him, directly taking Luo Jun to her room to bathe.

Leng Zirui carried the items upstairs, placed them in the guest room, then came out again, gave instructions to the few subordinates remaining, and then went off to patrol around.

There weren’t many people on the farm tonight, so he naturally had to make full preparations.

Better safe than sorry. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

At this time, nothing could happen to Luo Jun.

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At 9:30 p.m., the stock market across the ocean finally opened.

Luo Xiaoqian wore anti-radiation glasses and looked at the web page on the computer, speaking two words into the phone, "Begin."

"Okay!" On the other end, Zhuge Wenzhe responded, then put down the phone, waving his hand to the subordinates in front of him, "Let’s begin!"

At his command, everyone in the office immediately started taking action, building positions by massively purchasing Emperor View stocks.

On this end of the call, Luo Xiaoqian took the cup Mike handed over and took a sip of water.

"How much money is transferred in total?"

"Your total work income after taxes is ninety million, and together with the money transferred from EM and LL, it sums up to two hundred million." Mike replied.

Luo Xiaoqian nodded lightly.

Nearby, Ah Jiu walked over, placing a stack of documents in front of Luo Xiaoqian.

Putting down the cup, taking the documents, Luo Xiaoqian stood up, stretching her arms as she flipped through the documents while pacing.

This document was Seo Fei’s document.

Not Xu Pei, who had undergone plastic surgery, but the real Seo Fei’s document.

The Art of War says, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will emerge victorious in every battle.

Regarding Xu Pei, Luo Xiaoqian knew enough, but she felt she didn’t know enough about her current identity.

The top photo showed an exquisite Asian woman who didn’t differ much from Xu Pei’s current face, but the aura was vastly different.

Even though Xu Pei had undergone surgery to become Seo Fei, her face was Seo Fei’s, but after all, she remained Xu Pei, and her aura retained Xu Pei’s prior demeanor—domineering, shrewd, selfish.

However, the real Seo Fei was not like this.

The woman in the photo smiled brightly, exuding openness and tolerance. One glance at her gentle eyes revealed her to be gentle-natured.

The information showed that the previous Seo Fei, though having such a father, kept a low profile. In fact, it was because she disliked such an identity that she left to study abroad, later even going to a remote place in Africa to teach, do charity work, and eventually disappeared.