C1812 What Kind of Twisted Logic Is This
Shi Qian put away her phone and looked at Shaang Sizhan. She then looked at Feng Qingyan and Beiming Yue. "I suddenly have something to do. I need to leave for a while."
"What is it?"
"What's wrong?" asked ___.
Feng Qingyan and Shaang Sizhan asked almost at the same time.
"I don't know what's going on for the time being. I have to go and take a look first."
"Where to?" Shaang Sizhan asked again.
"The Supreme Clubhouse."
"Let's go. I'll send you there." After saying that, Shaang Sizhan stood up.
Shi Qian was slightly stunned. She immediately stood up. "Okay. Qingyan, Beiming Yue, I'm sorry. I'll treat you guys next time."
Beiming Yue smiled lazily. "Okay."
Feng Qingyan said," It's okay. Business is more important. "
After getting into the car, Shaang Sizhan asked, "Is it Jiang Ci?"
Shi Qian nodded. " Yes. Did you see him send me a message?"
Shaang Sizhan said," Your phone is in the middle of us, so I can naturally see it. "
..." "
Shi Qian did not plan to hide it from him. She took out her phone and clicked on the photo Jiang Ci sent her. "Look."
Shaang Sizhan looked at the phone screen and saw that the face in the photo was exactly the same as Shi Qian's. His phoenix eyes instantly turned cold. "Someone impersonated you!"
"Yes, Jiang Ci found out. He is at the supreme clubhouse now."
"He recognized that it was not you at first glance?" Shaang Sizhan suddenly asked.
Shi Qian:... "How would I know? Wait, this is not the main point, okay?"
The main point was how could someone impersonate her, and what was the purpose of impersonating her?
Shaang Sizhan took her phone and stared at the girl's face on the screen with his sharp eyes. "This human skin mask is quite realistic. It looks like the technique of Ninth Continent."
"Ninth Continent..." Shi Qian murmured to herself, "There are only a few people with such superb technique, right?"
"Yes, indeed not many."
"I wonder who the other party is?"
Shaang Sizhan's eyes turned slightly deeper, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't say anything.
In the room of the Illusory Time.
Feng Qingyan had been calling Bai Xiaoxiao but she could not get through. She did not know how their plan was progressing.
She held her phone and muttered to herself, "Qian suddenly left. Did she know something? What happened to Xiaoxiao and the rest?"
Beiming Yue looked at her and said, "Feng Qingyan..."
"Hmm?" Feng Qingyan turned to look at him.2
"Are you still not going to tell me? What are you guys doing?"
Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said, "I disguised the two of them as Shaang Sizhan and Shi Qian to trick Bai Hongguang. I asked him to tell me Xiaoxiao's mother's whereabouts and then catch him..."
Beiming Yue said," You disguised yourself as Sizhan and Shi Qian! "
Feng Qingyan nodded and paused for a moment. She then said, "When this matter is settled, I will apologize to them and explain everything to them clearly."
Thinking of Shi Qian's expression just now, Beiming Yue laughed lightly. "You don't need to explain. They should know everything very soon."
"You also think that Shi Qian suddenly left because of this matter, right?"
Beiming Yue rubbed her head. "It's fine. Just do it. Shaang Sizhan asked his subordinates to take away my people. I haven't said anything yet."
Feng Qingyan:... "This, one horse to one horse."
Beiming Yue said, "You don't need to explain. That guy can guess what is going on."
Feng Qingyan said, "He can guess. I have to explain it to him no matter what."
Beiming Yue said, "No need. You are my wife. No matter what you do, you don't need to explain it to other men."
Feng Qingyan was speechless."
What kind of twisted logic was this?!
In front of the clubhouse, the car stopped steadily.
Shaang Sizhan said, "Go, I'll wait for you at the door."
"Huh?" Shi Qian looked at him. "You're not coming with me?"
Shaang Sizhan said, "I am not going."
"Shi Qian coughed lightly. "Then I'll come out as soon as possible."
"Okay." Shaang Sizhan looked at Lih Feng who opened the door and ordered, "Lih Feng, follow Madam."
"Yes, Master Zhan."
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