After rejecting my celebrity husband-Chapter 1589 - 1593: What Gives You the Right to Take My Picture?
Luo Ke smiled, took up the teacup on the table again, "Allen, take Miss Seo upstairs to rest."
"Miss Seo, please!" Allen said politely.
Seo Fei glanced at Luo Ke, said no more, and just followed Allen upstairs to a guest room to rest. As Allen exited the door, he immediately signaled to two subordinates, "Keep an eye on her!"
He didn’t purposely lower his voice; he didn’t mind if Seo Fei heard this sentence.
Seo Fei was just a pawn of Luo Ke’s; she needed to know her position.
Inside the room, Seo Fei listened to Luo Ke’s voice, silently gritting her teeth.
Did they consider her a prisoner?!
Despite her anger, she dared not act out.
At this moment, Luo Ke was her only hope; whether she could survive, whether she could leave here, all depended on his mood. She dared not provoke him.
Allen returned downstairs and walked back to Luo Ke’s side, "Sir, what do you think?!"
"Investigate closely, find out the real reason Leng Zimo lost his memory five years ago, see who Luo Xiaoqian had contact with then, what special things she did." Luo Ke gently stirred the tea with a silver spoon, "Try to send someone to meet Yamashita, see what’s really going on with the key issues."
"Should we rescue her?" Allen asked.
"Not for the moment, tell her she can temporarily disguise herself as Cobra if necessary!" Luo Ke squinted his green eyes slightly, "Also, send someone to investigate Jiao Yang."
The injury on Yamashita’s leg won’t heal immediately; leaving her in the opponent’s hands to recover is actually more convenient and safe.
Luo Ke has never been someone who likes to act impulsively; before making any decision, he will do his homework to the fullest extent, which is why he has been able to protect himself so well over the years.
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Empire Building.
Tongtong, arm in arm with a middle-aged man, walked out of the elevator, followed by several black-suited bodyguards carrying large bags. Recently she didn’t have much work, and feeling bored, shopping became her only pastime.
This man was a wealthy Chinese businessman she had just met a few days ago. These days, the two were intensely entangled, and of course, Tongtong had no qualms about using this super credit card that didn’t need her to pay.
"When are you free? Shall we go to Hong Kong, huh?!" Tongtong lightly shook the man’s arm, acting coquettishly.
The man’s hand ambiguously stroked her waist, "Sure, I have to go to Hong Kong in a few days anyway, you can come with me!"
"You’re so nice!" Tongtong smiled, her face raised, leaning her body towards him.
The man, aroused by her teasing, turned to kiss her chest.
Ring-a-ling!
The sound of a bicycle bell rang out, and Tongtong hurriedly pushed the man away, tidying her clothes, pulling the sunglasses over her face.
On the opposite side, a bicycle came rushing fast by, brushing past her side.
It was a flashy red bicycle, ridden by a girl with a red helmet, dark goggles covering half her face, revealing only a straight, delicate nose and cherry-like lips.
Tongtong instinctively glanced over, but the other had already stopped the bike not far away, took out a phone, and quickly snapped a picture of her.
"You..." Tongtong was startled, "What right do you have to take my picture!"
"Jade Girl Tongtong, more like Desire’s Tongtong!" the girl sneered disparagingly, and already pedaled swiftly away with a point of her toe.
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Good afternoon
