It seems that this matter is not a big deal. Zhenhuang glanced at Xiangtian with a puzzled look on his face, wondering if this guy was hiding something from him.
Thinking of this, Zhenhuang stood up and pulled Lin Xiyan towards the lounge.
"Let's go in and talk."
He raised his hand and wanted to speak out, but Zhenhuang glared back at him fiercely.
Broken, there was a faint melancholy in his heart, so he moved his gaze to Luo Xiong and squinted his eyes.
"Tian...Brother Tian..."
Luo Xiong only felt his scalp numb.
"You... come out with me."
Damn it, I'm so angry. I really don't know if Zhenhuang is here to help him or to tear him down.
This suppressed emotion must find someone to vent out.
Luo Xiong was resented by Xiangtian just for his little act.
Sad...
In the lounge
The two goddesses had gentle expressions, wiping their lips and talking and laughing from time to time.
"You gave him a month to think about it, but now he doesn't give you a definite answer?"
Lin Xiyan shook her head.
Well, Zhenhuang Meibuding rolled her eyes, she knew what was wrong.
You said that you went to the devil's capital to steal someone's wife without saying a word, and you didn't even give a decent explanation. It's strange that Lin Xiyan isn't angry.
Besides, you know that letting people go is sensitive to this matter, so why don't you give them an explanation in advance.
Otherwise, why would we need the remaining half a month?
Haven't you already made a choice blatantly?
Lin Xiyan's face was very calm. She pursed her lips slightly, knowing that Zhenhuang was here to play the role of a lobbyist.
"Actually... I can also see how sincere this bastard is to you. Could it be that you can't feel it after we've been together for so long?"
Lin Xiyan lowered her head and said nothing, as all the past events came to her mind.
"Mr. Lin, are you okay..."
"Mr. Lin, don't worry, I will protect you."
"Mr. Lin, I'm here..."
She still can't forget Xiangtian's confident face and those kind and caring greetings.
She closed her eyes, as if shedding tears: "I know..."
Any drama? Zhenhuang smiled, struck while the iron was hot and said, "Then what are you worried about? You are his openly admitted girlfriend. Even Lao Yang has met you, so what are you afraid of?"
"That guy wants to pamper you so much. He arranges this and that all day long. He always asks me to pull strings behind your back. He doesn't even care about how bad his situation is."
Hearing what Zhenhuang said, she couldn't help but feel nervous, and couldn't help but say: "What's wrong with him..."
"There are some things I can't reveal too much about. There's one thing you need to know."
Zhenhuang was extremely serious at this moment: "His identity cannot be seen in the light, and he may live in the shadows all his life, unable to show his face. He needs your help."
"help?"
Lin Xiyan was shocked in her heart. She knew the identity of Zhenhuang and Mr. Yang, but even such a powerful person was afraid to stop.
How can she help Xiang Tian…..
"That's right, it's just you... To be specific, I think that guy has already had an idea, and he will take the initiative to tell you when the time is right."
"So do you still need to worry now?"
Zhenhuang said with a smile: "If you want fame and honor, status and status, isn't it enough to handle him harshly?"
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and couldn't help but tease Lin Xiyan's chin: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so beautiful, even I can't help but feel moved."
The words were too sensitive, and Lin Xiyan's pretty face turned slightly rosy.
After all, she is not like Zhenhuang, a arrogant and experienced veteran who can say such shameful words at will.
"Okay, let's go. You can keep these words for yourself and digest them slowly. Don't let that guy know that I told you, otherwise he might attack me to accuse me."
Zhenhuang said casually: "Actually, I also envy you. In a sense, I am also his woman."
Lin Xiyan's face was stunned and she didn't understand.
"But people like us don't know when to find our destination. The dust is in the loess. In the end, we are not even qualified to enter the cemetery."
The confusion and melancholy in Zhenhuang's eyes were like a mountain weighing heavily on his chest, with no one to talk to.
