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Chapter 95 You Are Holding My Chest

Jingyue stood up, pretending not to know Mu Luo's intentions: "Isn't it time to go to bed now, why did Mr. Mu come to my other courtyard?"

Jingyue was hinting to Mu Luo that it was no longer the time for him to act freely, and as smart as Mu Luo, how could he not hear it.

"I heard the noise on the bank just now, so I asked several members of the Storm Team from across the bank, and they told me that Yaya...uh, Vice Captain Hua was attacked by villains and was seriously injured. I was worried about Vice Captain Hua's health, so I rushed to Come and see her." Mu Luo looked at Hua Ya tenderly, the concern in his eyes made Hua Ya's eyes sore.

Jingyue frowned slightly, and he could hear that Mu Luo was implying himself that he appeared here because of the tip-off from the Storm Team, and the responsibility lies with the Storm Team led by Jing Yue, not Mu Luo himself.

Really not a simple person.

Hua Ya struggled to sit up, but Jing Yueli leaned down slightly, pressed her firmly with his palms, and pressed her back on the bed. He looked at Mu Luo and smiled, "Master He Laomu, please worry about a little matter in Shuiyuezhuang." .”

He was telling Mu Luo that this was Shuiyuezhuang's own business and had nothing to do with Mu Luo, an outsider.

"Vice-captain Hua was seriously injured, how can it be considered a trivial matter. In the eyes of the owner, it is only natural for everyone to work for you. Even if a highly valued subordinate sacrifices everything for you, it is a very common trivial matter for you." Mu Luo said The tone was still as gentle as spring, but there was a hint of sharpness that made Jingyue extremely uncomfortable.

His words not only revealed that he cared much more about Hua Ya than Jing Yueli, but also provoked the relationship between Jing Yueli, Hua Ya and all his subordinates, which is really a good way to kill two birds with one stone.

Jingyue frowned, and looked at Mu Luo with probing eyes, but Mu Luo still had a gentle expression, as light as a breeze.

The room was full of swords and gunpowder smoke, and no one noticed that Hua Ya had been pressed by Jing Yuelian until she was about to vomit blood.

"Villa Master..." Hua Ya spoke with her dying breath.

Jingyue didn't look back at Hua Ya, his tone was as cold as a winter night: "Do you want to speak for him?"

"No, the owner of the villa..." Hua Ya swallowed her saliva anxiously, and after brewing, she said cautiously: "I want to say, you are pressing my chest..."

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(End of this chapter)