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Chapter 118 Is Lin Xiaoxiao a Witness?

"Since you have collected it, why throw it away?"

"Later, I heard from you... It seems that Li Zishen forced it on you. You hate him very much, and you can't pay back. You might as well just throw it in a small pond and feed the fish."

"The one in the back garden?"

"Yes."

After listening, Tang Xiaowan smiled wryly and said, "That's right, that's what he is like. He likes to force people. Last month, he had to put me under house arrest in Liyuan, and didn't let others talk to me. I thought it was weird at the time."

"Your instincts are always right."

In fact, since Tang Xiaowan went to Li Garden, she has not been idle and has been wreaking havoc.

Either dismantling expensive furniture, dismantling the cameras at various intersections, or smearing antique calligraphy and paintings indiscriminately, especially tossing.

The purpose was very clear, she wanted to anger Li Zishen, and wanted him to admit that she was the one behind the scenes.

Therefore, Tang Xiaowan never confides in Li Zishen, no matter what she does, she does it secretly, including buying a house at Jinyuan Academy.

It wasn't until yesterday that the relationship between the two really improved, and Leng Lingxiao's words were undoubtedly a blow to the head.

"Why are the styles the same?" Tang Xiaowan asked suddenly.

"Then I don't know, but I came up with the idea of ​​this set of jewelry. You are in charge of drawing, and I am in charge of coloring. Finally, I will take it to Country Y for customization."

"It was stolen by Li Zishen?"

"I don't know."

"Then tell me, why did I lose my memory? Why is it written in the diary not to run around and wait for Huahua to come back? In Jincheng a few days ago, you said that you went to country Y when I had an accident, which means... I lost my memory before you went abroad, right?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Nonsense, of course."

"Because before that, you seemed to have had a big fight with Li Zishen. After you came back, you went to drink on the roof and got caught in the rain. That night, you started to have a high fever, which lasted for three days. After waking up, you lost your memory."

"Drinking? Rain? Fever? This is memory loss. How is it possible? How can I be so fragile? Who else can prove it except you, Cheng Shi?"

"Lin Xiaoxiao."

"My personal female bodyguard?"

"Yes, but..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and Li Zishen came.

His expression was flustered, and he lost his usual composure.

"What happened, Mr. Li?" Cheng Shi asked in surprise.

"Is Xiao Wan in there?"

"Yes, the lady is taking a lunch break, maybe she hasn't..."

Before Cheng Shi could finish speaking, the door opened.

Tang Xiaowan frowned, squinted, and yawned, as if she had just woken up.

Li Zishen: "Are you okay?"

"What's the matter, why?"

"Chen Xin said that there is something wrong with the monitoring, I am worried, come and have a look, are you okay?"

"I just woke up and was about to take a bath."

It was only then that Li Zishen noticed that Tang Xiaowan was only wearing a thin silk pajamas, her black hair hung down to her waist, and her figure was bumpy, completely different from her previous cuteness.

The man's ears turned red immediately, and the air seemed to freeze.

After a pause for a few seconds, Li Zishen said suddenly: "Oh, then go clubbing. I'm going to the first floor first. Dinner is on time at six o'clock, don't forget."

Tang Xiaowan blinked her big eyes and looked at Li Zishen with a smile: "Don't worry, it won't happen."

"Pack up your things in advance and leave after dinner."

"Oh, good, got it."

After Li Zishen left, Tang Xiaowan turned to look at Cheng Shi, who was still smiling.

I saw the man staring straight ahead, standing upright, with his big rough hands clenched into fists, as if he was going to fight someone desperately at any time.

"Cheng Shi, have you been here just now?"

"No, I left for 2 minutes."

Tang Xiaowan suddenly stopped smiling and frowned.

(End of this chapter)