My male god is super fierce

Chapter 1912 The people cultivated by Longsha are really not to be underestimated
If not, how could it be possible to remember things from childhood so clearly?
Almost at the same moment, the two felt that Yue Qiuci should be fine.

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As soon as they made up their minds, Leng Jiuchen sent a message saying that Yue Qiuci was a fake and asked them to be careful.

Late at night, the old house of the Leng family was silent.

Leng Jiao came to the door of the study room, without knocking on the door, she directly pushed the door open.

The old general sat at the desk with a tangled expression, seemingly puzzled.

Seeing Leng Jiao coming in, she immediately said, "Jiaojiao, we've tried it one by one in the past two days, and we feel that Xiaoyue remembers things in her childhood very clearly and carefully. If it's fake, can she remember so clearly?"

This is exactly what Leng Jiao wondered.

People are fake, and a person's memory cannot be faked. She also thinks that Yue Qiuci is real, but... her brother sent a definite message saying that the current Yue Qiuci is fake, and she is also very puzzled.

"I also find it strange that the blood type is the same, the appearance is the same, and the memory in the brain is also the same..."

Old General Leng frowned: "Could it be that your brother's news is wrong?"

Hearing this, Leng Jiao shook her head slightly: "He has always been cautious in doing things, if he has not confirmed whether the news is true or false, he will not tell us."

"But Xiaoyue, how is she fake?!" The old general was puzzled.

Leng Jiao frowned: "Long Cha is insidious and cunning, since he sent a fake one, he will definitely not let us find out easily, won't brother come back tomorrow?

We'll make a decision when he comes back. "

The old general sighed deeply: "We can only wait for him to come back."

At noon the next day, Leng Jiuchen finished his government affairs and went straight back to Leng's old house.

Seeing him coming back, Leng Jiao and the old general's hearts not only did not let go, but became even tighter.

Yue Qiuci has been in a bad mood since she came back to Leng's old house, and Leng Jiao and the old general didn't tell her that Leng Jiuchen was coming back.

She was admiring winter plums in the courtyard, when she heard the sound, she couldn't help turning her head to look.

Under the sun, a stern man in a suit and leather shoes stepped down from the car, dignified and domineering like an emperor.

Leng Jiuchen, who got out of the car, also saw the Yueqiu Porcelain standing under the winter plum in the courtyard.

The moment the four eyes meet, the time seems to go back to a long, long time ago...
"Ah Jiu." Yue Qiuci murmured softly.

Although the voice was very small, Leng Jiuchen still heard it.

From the look in his eyes just now, Leng Jiuchen saw Yue Qiuci in the past... and himself, if he hadn't secretly sent a message to Qiu Ci and said that the Yue Qiuci in front of him was fake, Leng Jiuchen would have thought that she is real.

He stepped forward, looking at Yue Qiuci whose eyes were slowly turning red, slightly pursed her lips.

This smile made the tears in the corners of Yue Qiuci's eyes fall instantly.

But the next moment, she heard Leng Jiuchen's extremely cold mocking voice: "The acting is good."

In an instant, Yue Qiuci froze all over!

"The people trained by Longsha really should not be underestimated." Leng Jiuchen said again.

Yue Qiuci looked at Leng Jiuchen with a pale face: "Do you think I'm fake?"

Leng Jiuchen had a sarcastic expression on his face: "Now, there is no need to act anymore."

"Just because I was sent back by Longcha, so you think I'm a fake?" Yue Qiuci asked with a blank face.

Leng Jiuchen frowned tightly.

"Just because of your face, I won't kill you."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Shen Qing who was beside him and said: "Take her away and watch her, when the time comes, the property will return to the original owner."

Shen Qingming nodded yes.

Leng Jiuchen glanced at Yue Qiuci coldly, and walked towards the building.

(End of this chapter)