Chapter 897 Young Master is waiting for you inside

The small house is clustered among several towering trees, making it look particularly unique.

The man in black took Leng Qing to the downstairs of the small house, and a few people immediately came out from the side. "Open your hands."

Leng Qing knew she wanted to search her body, but she didn't object. The people found a dagger and took it away, "It's OK, go up."

Leng Qing didn't care about thinking so much. The photo deeply shocked him. His pace accelerated and he quickly went to the second floor.

The two people at the door saw him coming up and opened the door, "Young Master is waiting for you inside."

Leng Qing raised her legs and walked in.

The room was pure white, and there was a white velvet carpet underneath. He stepped on it to print out stains, but it could be absorbed and disappeared in an instant. He was startled and raised his head again, and saw Mo Nanjue standing in front of him.

The man changed into a white shirt and the same casual pants, and was very casual and unruly. Mo Nanjue put his hands in his pockets, and he was not surprised at all. "We're meeting again."

Leng Qing didn't understand the situation at all. He raised his head vigilantly and asked, "What did you want to do when you tricked me here?"

"What am I lying to you?" Mo Nanjue chuckled when he heard this, "Do you think you are an 18-year-old girl?"

Leng Qing immediately answered, "Is that photo real? Han Qingqing really not dead? Where is she?"

"Don't you feel so frustrated when you ask so much at once?" Mo Nanjue didn't answer. This kind of thing was to take it slowly. He turned around and walked to the wine cabinet next to him, took out a bottle of red wine, poured it into a goblet and handed it to him, "Try the wine that has been around for a hundred years."

Leng Qing stared at him skeptically.

What to do?

Mo Nanjue picked up the goblet and sipped his mouth gently, curling his lips, "Don't let me find someone to force you."

“…”

Leng Qing believed that he could do it, so he had to reach out to take it. He didn't dare to drink it, but just stared at him, "Mr. Jue, what did you ask me to do? That photo..."

"The woman in that photo," Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, "Do you recognize it?"

One problem blocks him.

If you say you recognize it, you will reveal your identity. But if you say you don’t recognize it, why should you come here?

Leng Qing frowned, and it would be impossible not to speak...

Mo Nanjue saw his struggle, and he raised his chin slightly as expected, "If you want to see her, I can take you to see you right away."

"She is not dead?" Leng Qing's eyes lit up when he heard this, "She is not dead?"

"How do you know she's dead if you don't know?"

Leng Qing took a step forward, "I'll ask you if she is not dead?"

"What if she is not dead?"

"Take me to see her!"

Mo Nanjue shook his head, "But even if she sees her, she won't know that you are Luo Cheng."

"It's okay," Leng Qing blurted out without thinking, "I will tell her that I am Luo Cheng, as long as you let me see..."

The last few words stuck in my throat.

Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows lightly, and his tall figure leaned against the wine cabinet on the side.

Leng Qing: “…”

It was just caught.

He was speechless, but he could not take it back after he had already said it, so Leng Qing simply went straight to the point and walked over, "Mr. Jue, I know you understand my identity. If you call me here today, is it just to verify my identity?"

"No," Mo Nanjue wanted him to ask him to ask for his own initiative. He gently shook the goblet in his hand, and the blurred color showed playfulness, "I invited you to come for drinking and chatting."
Chapter completed!