95: Chapter 95 Private Party

Chapter 95 Private Party

Ruan Chuchu's happiness did n' t last long. The smile on her face froze and she asked in panic," Did Ruan Shicheng bring anything else when they came?" 0

Murong Jue took out a wooden box. It was red and sour, looking at the ancient charm.

When Ruan Chuchu took it, her hands trembled uncontrollably. Her eyes were filled with tears, as if it was a mysterious connection in her blood. She immediately recognized that it was something left behind by her parents.

Her fingers touched and touched it, causing her knuckles to turn slightly pale. She seemed to hold back the bitterness in her heart. She said in a hoarse voice," Thank you."

Murong Jue had also unintentionally helped her leave this thing behind. She didn't expect her reaction to be so big. After all, Ruan Chuchu would n' t cry in front of her.

His tone carried a rare trace of surprise." Didn't your parents leave anything else for you?"

"Yes." The rolling tears in her eyes blurred her vision. Her soft voice carried a trace of crying and a faint bitterness." But it wasn't left in my hands."

She knew nothing about her biological parents before, because the Ruan family was not happy to mention it, and she had never told her about it before.

Even the things that she had given birth to her parents had been stripped away bit by bit. All she could leave was the picture hidden in the pages of the book.

Murong Jue also thought of the photo he saw that day. He looked at the Ruan Chuchu who had been hanging his head in silence. He felt a slight pain in his heart. He coughed and said," Ruan Shicheng are really careful."

"Do you know anything?" Ruan Chuchu suddenly raised his head and looked at him. His sparkling eyes were filled with tears.

Ever since she met Zhang Cheng couple, she had been looking for the cause of death of her parents. She didn't believe that it was really a simple accident. Now that she heard Murong Jue say this, she was shocked.

As for Murong Jue, he only started to investigate the Ruan family after contacting her. The information he knew was about the same as hers. He also knew that the current Ruan family was just a dove occupying a magpie's nestt know much about the others.

Seeing him shake his head, Ruan Chuchu eyes darkened for a moment, and the hand holding the wooden box tightened even more.

"I've been looking for evidence, but there's no evidence." Her long hair hung down, covering half of her face. The shadow cast made her look even more graceful.

Seventeen years had already passed. What could she find?

Murong Jue could guess from his intuition that the accident was not simple, but he did not have any evidence right now, or he had said something that was not his feeling to prove that Ruan Shicheng had something to do with it.

Needless to say, there was no channel Ruan Chuchu.

His wide hand had been placed on her slightly trembling back. The cold-faced man's voice was still neither cold nor hot, but the temperature in his palm was transmitted to Ruan Chuchu body through his clothes. He said," There is no seamless conspiracy, they will always leave traces behind."

He was actually comforting her. This was even more shocking than Ruan Chuchu her confiding in front of him.

Ruan Chuchu didn't know if his weak appearance had aroused his sympathy or if he was apologetic about what happened last night. The current Murong Jue was n' t as hateful and hateful as before.

Ruan Chuchu's heart skipped a beat. He hesitantly reached out his hand and placed it on his waist. A cool feeling came from his fingertips. Ruan Chuchu felt as if a hole had been poked in his heart. The grief inside ran out and flowed down the corner of his eyes.

This was their warmest and most peaceful hug before.

The side of his chest was warm. Murong Jue that moment, his heart was rarely restless and violent. His face really revealed a kind of gentle expression.

When Murong Jue phone rang, he hesitated if he wanted to reach out to pick it up. The person in his arms seemed to have woken up. He curled up and retreated from his arms.

"Answer the call."

Murong Jue hands were still her soft and slippery hair. He rubbed his fingertips before picking up the phone.

Ruan Chuchu took advantage of this moment to run out of the study. Murong Jue looked up and saw that her snow-white neck was pink. Looking at her back, it seemed like she had fled.

He picked up the phone in a good mood. Xing Sen was asking him out to play. Before he could say anything, Xing Sen said first," Aren't you? Do you really think you' re married and living a good man's life?"

Murong Jue hadn't been fooling around with Xing Sen and the others in a long time. He thought for a moment and chuckled," Where?"

"I've booked a game at Shun Gian Racetrack tonight. Come and have a game. It's been a long time since the sprites here have seen you. They really miss you."

Murong Jue hadn't had a car for a long time. His hand felt a little itch when he said that, so he nodded and agreed.

That night, the Shunjian circuit was closed. Only those who received the invitation could enter. The inside was not cold either. The inside was lined with super sports cars rarely seen outside. All of them were refined products, like a bunch of dormant beasts.

There were beautiful women walking around. Their three-point underwear revealed their blood-red figure. They had long legs, slender waist, and large breasts. They were smiling at Yan Yan and the young masters.

This was one of the most coveted scenes for all men.

Not long after, a dark and heavy George Barton cross-country car drove in. This huge cross-country car was extremely wild. The surrounding supercar was like a dwarf in front of it.

This kind of car that couldn't even be bought made everyone's eyes shine as they looked at this big man. A pair of slender and straight legs waited for her boots to come down.

Sun glasses, jackets, boots, wide shoulders and narrow waists, looking cool.

Xing Sen jumped off the front cover of a red Maserati. He walked over and touched Murong Jue with a fist. He grabbed his shoulder and said," My War God is here. The first match will begin soon."

Most of the people who were playing here had heard the legend of Xing Sen friend. They knew that this great god didn't like to appear, so they did n' t make a fuss. They just sized him up.

After he finished speaking, he took Murong Jue to the side to pick a car. It was all his favorite car, Mercedes-Benz, Lamborghini, and a McLaren P1.

Murong Jue tried every car's engine and chose the black bull that Xing Sen sprayed with silver paint.

The surrounding area was filled with the whining sounds of the luxury car's engine. The atmosphere among the onlookers was also ignited. Whistles and screams rose and fell one after another. Under the low roars of the beasts, the blood in Murong Jue's sleeping heart began to boil.

After a gunshot, the luxurious car that was ready to be launched turned into several streams, leaving behind only a few tail lights that grew further and further away.

The huge screen on the side projected the tracking image of the current affairs of the drone. There were only faint guiding lights on the winding mountain road. There were only the afterimages of the streamlined car and the ear-piercing sound of tires rubbing against the ground. It was hard to tell the current situation.

Not long after, the modified sports cars roared and left the drone behind!

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