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Chapter eight hundred and thirty

When Chu Muyuan arrived at the room of the teahouse that Ye Zhiyu and Chu Qianqian and the others booked, it was already an hour later. There were only three of them in the room, and the two bodyguards outside the room.

"How about Xiaoyu and the others?" When Chu Muyuan hurried in, the first thing he said to his bodyguard was about Xiaoyu.

"The three of them are inside, so there should be no communication." One of the bodyguards replied, because they didn't hear much of the voices coming from outside the house.

"I understand." Chu Muyuan nodded, strode and pushed the door open. He could see clearly what was happening inside the house at a glance.

The three people sat in a triangle in their seats, with a rectangular tea table in the middle. Although Ye Zhiyu and Chu Qianqian sat close, they were both on one side. There was an unknown girl sitting in the middle, and she didn't look old.

The door opened, and Chu Muyuan stood at the door and was facing the waiter.

As soon as he looked up, the little woman felt that she had lost. The momentum she pretended to be on the way here was like a balloon full of breath by a needle. If there was a dubbing, you would definitely hear the sound of "sizzling" gas coming out.

Chu Muyuan is very tall, and he gives people a sense of intimidation when he goes to that stop. In addition, the cultivation condensed by people in high positions over the years has given people a great visual impact. He can't pretend to be arrogant without anger.

It is a very spiritual power thing, it will make people feel that feeling of stress comes from the tremor of the soul.

This is the legendary Master Chu? It is indeed well-known!

"Xiao Yu, Qianqian, are you okay?" Chu Muyuan spoke, just glanced at the person sitting opposite him, and then gave all the gentleness to one person. The eyes never looked away from Ye Zhiyu.

"It's okay, can we have something to do with each other?" When Ye Zhiyu saw Chu Muyuan, his face that had been tense for a long time finally turned clear and the rainbow was seen.

"Mr. Chu, you are back!" Chu Qianqian on the other side was also surprised when she saw Chu Muyuan.

"I'm back, otherwise how could I know you have such luck! You guys I can't find suddenly met all the people!" Chu Muyuan joked, then pulled a chair and sat down in front of Ye Zhiyu, "No wonder people say that it's not that the time has not arrived, it seems that this sentence is quite accurate."

Chu Muyuan's last sentence was to say to the "waiter". Of course, Chu Muyuan also knew that she might not be a waiter, but she used to be a waiter, so let's think she is a waiter.

Chu Muyuan's voice is very low and magnetic. If you want to say that the voices of the four young masters are very nice, but they are still different. Each person's voice has its own recognition, so that those who are familiar with them will know whose voice it is when they hear it.

The magnetic and nice baritone sounded very low, but the little girl couldn't help but shivered.

There is a kind of pressure, which is invisible and unconscious. The sunny and handsome Chu Muyuan couldn't see a brilliant breath in the eyes of the waiter, but instead a suffocating feeling of being pressed down on Mount Tai was overwhelming.

"I said everything, I said everything I knew." So, Chu Muyuan didn't ask her directly, but the effect was different.

He doesn't speak up and is very conscious.

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