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Chapter 382 To fight the fire, or to destroy the evidence

But how could he, who is so good at perceiving people's hearts, not know that she was afraid.

When he hugged her, even though she couldn't see his expression, she could feel his hostility.She knew that he was annoyed, and this emotion was because of her.

Because of this, Zheng Qingqing was unable to criticize him for what he did. Isn't it all because of her what he did and how he did it?

Zheng Qingqing is the last person in the world who can't blame Lu Xicheng.

In the hall, Lu Xicheng sat behind the carved pear wood screen, looking expressionlessly at the kneeling man in the middle of the hall.

The man is a new servant from the old house. He looks like he is only about thirty, and his name is Wang Heng.

Now, his whole body was shaking like a chaff sieve, his head was buried on the ground, and he couldn't speak a word.

Lu Ningguang sat on the left side of Lu Xicheng. In the entire hall, except for the butler, there were only the three of them.

"Who sent you here?" Lu Xicheng's voice was very soft, and even the slightest bit of anger could not be heard.

When he was speaking, the porcelain cup with blue and white background was placed on the heavy wooden table beside him, making a moderate sound.

He slightly raised his eyelashes and glanced at Wang Heng who was kneeling on the ground.

"Sir. I. I'm just working here. No one sent me here." When Wang Heng said this, he met his gaze and was frightened for a moment. He quickly lowered his body and kowtowed three times: "I was the first to put out the fire when it happened, sir, I really don't know what you're talking about."

Lu Ningguang finally sneered, he got up, and walked slowly in front of the man: "Go to fight the fire at the first time? Do you have no idea whether to fight the fire or destroy the evidence?"

Wang Heng's body stiffened even more, and a drop of sweat ran across his forehead and dripped onto the ground.

Lu Ningguang didn't mind his reaction, his tone was very cold: "You left the old house a few days ago, what did you do?"

Wang Heng stabilized his mind, and quickly said: "I just went out and bought some fertilizer for the flowers in Langyuan, and I didn't do anything else."

"I said, what did you do?" Lu Ningguang glanced at his eyes, with disdain in his eyes: "The co-author is an idiot, he doesn't even have the slightest concentration."

"Third Young Master" Wang Heng's face turned pale, as if he was dead.

He suddenly raised his head in trepidation and looked at Lu Xicheng who was sitting behind the screen: "Sir, sir, please don't drive me out, I am pointing at this job to support my family, sir."

Lu Xicheng's expression remained unchanged, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little cold.

Lu Ningguang kicked Wang Heng, not too hard, but Wang Hengsheng himself fell limp on the ground.

Lu Ningguang frowned in disgust, and his voice became colder: "But someone found gunpowder in the fertilizer you brought back, please explain."

Only then did Wang Heng realize that the matter had already been revealed.

His face turned blue, and the next moment, he stood up suddenly and slammed into the pillar.

But before he hit him, a large number of people rushed in from outside and restrained him.

Lu Xicheng came out from behind the screen. He looked at Wang Heng whose body was controlled by everyone, his eyes became darker and darker: "What's the matter, just come to me, why should you hurt lightly?"

His tone was very gentle, but the foot that crushed Wang Heng's back was ruthless.

Wang Heng's face was almost distorted, and he couldn't speak a word due to the pain.

(End of this chapter)