Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 509 Zhuge Yue

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"By the day, what do you think of this?"

Yang Zimei asked Long Zhutian.

"What do you think, I will do." Long Zhutian looked at her and said, "I will never let Mr. Song, whom you care about, have an accident."

Hearing this, Yang Zimei's heart felt warm again.

He cares about the people she cares about!

This love is enough!

At this moment, Long Zhutian's cell phone rang, and he connected, "Well, I'm in City A, where are you?"

"Who is it?" Yang Zimei asked curiously when she heard his tone of voice a little casual.

"Zhuge Yue." Long Zhutian replied.

"I'm also in City A, are you free now? Is it possible to play with you and Zimei?" Zhuge Yue asked on the phone.

"Sister's husband was framed and taken away. We're going to the police station, but we don't have time for now."

"Oh? Then change Zimei to listen to the phone." Zhuge Yue said slightly surprised.

"What do you want?" Long Zhutian roared.

"Seduce her!" Zhuge Yue deliberately smirked.

Long Zhutian's face darkened, "No!"

"Hey, if you say no, then don't!" Zhuge Yue continued to tease him.

"Get out!" Long Zhutian roared, and then hung up the phone.

Holding the phone over there, Zhuge Yue, whose ears were buzzing from the shock, bared his teeth, shrugged, and cursed in a low voice, "Jealous!"

After finishing speaking, his long phoenix eyes twitched slightly, then smiled and clapped his hands and said, "Interesting, really interesting, I'll go over now and make him jealous!"

He got into his sleek white Maybach, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the police station.

As soon as he arrived at the police station, he saw an elegant man in a blue Tang suit pushing and pulling a police car, his movements were rude.

He saw clearly that the man was actually Song Xuan who taught Yang Zimei about antiques!
No wonder Yang Zimei and the others were so anxious.

For Zhuge Yue who had already found out Yang Zimei's background clearly, he knew Song Xuan's position in Yang Zimei's heart.

He parked the car and made a phone call.

"Is that Director Chen?" There was a kind of arrogance, laziness and indifference in his voice.

"Mr. Zhuge, hello, I'm Chen Wei!" The police chief Chen Wei immediately woke up when he saw the caller ID, nodded and bowed hastily as if seeing a Buddha's light.

"I have something to inquire about." Zhuge Yue said flatly, "I'm outside the police station right now."

"Ah? Then wait, I'll go out to meet you quickly!"

Chen Wei hastily tidied up his police cap and uniform, and hurried out of the door with several police officers. He saw Zhuge Yue, who was dressed all in white, lazily leaning against the car door smoking a cigarette, and hurriedly greeted him: "Mr. Zhuge, please come in and take a seat." sit!"

Zhuge Yue raised his eyelids and cast a sideways glance at him, then walked in with great strides and entered the chief's office.

Chen Wei hastily brewed the best tea for him.

Zhuge Yue is obsessed with cleanliness. Even though the tea smells good, he frowned when he saw the teacup. He didn't take a sip of the tea, and asked straight to the point: "I was outside the door just now and saw you grabbed one of my teacups. Acquaintance, I don’t know what happened to him?”

"Your acquaintance?"

Chen Wei's face was horrified, "Which one is it? I'll have someone let him go immediately."

"Song Xuan, the owner of Moxuan Antique Shop on Brunei Street." Zhuge Yue said.

"what?"

When Chen Wei heard this, a complex, horrified, hesitant expression appeared on his face, and he asked anxiously, "Is he an acquaintance with you? How close are you?"

"To be precise, he is an acquaintance of my acquaintance." Zhuge Yue said.

Chen Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

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(End of this chapter)