2220: C2220 Can't You be Serious

C2220 Can't You be Serious

Shi Qian, Shaang Sizhan, and the others all looked in the direction of the sound.

Beiming Yue walked towards them with his long legs. Shi Qian smiled, "Sect Master Beiming, what a coincidence."

Beiming Yue smiled. "I think it's a coincidence. Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" He paused and said wickedly, "What else do you want to do in the private room?"

... ""

Shi Qian looked at the manager, who had his head lowered, and then looked at Beiming Yue. She said bluntly, "Beiming Yue, you are already a father. Can't you be more serious?"

"You speak as if your husband is serious."

Shaang Sizhan said seriously, "He is more serious than you." He put his arm around Shi Qian's shoulder and said gently, "Let's go. Ignore him."

Shi Qian smiled lightly, "Okay."

The two of them turned around and walked towards the private room.

At this time, Murong Jing hurriedly walked over, "Sect Master, you are looking for me."

Beiming Yue cast a sidelong glance at her. He coldly said, "Ten minutes late!"

Murong Jing:... "There's a traffic jam."

Beiming Yue snorted. "A traffic jam? Or is it too late to dawdle with the people of Monarch Garden?"

A flash of embarrassment appeared on Murong Jing's face as she explained, "It is indeed a traffic jam."

"Where is Feng Qingyan?" Beiming Yue asked again.

Murong Jing's expression became even worse when she heard him. She carefully said, "I... I didn't find her."

Beiming Yue's expression immediately sank.

Seeing this, Murong Jing jumped in fright and immediately said, "Sect Master, should we ask Qian to help investigate Madam's position?"

Thinking of Shi Qian and Shaang Sizhan's earlier appearance, Beiming Yue said with a cold face, "No need!" Pausing, he said again, "Tell Feng Qingyan that if she does not appear in front of me before eight, she will not be able to sleep tonight!"

Murong Jing:... ""

"What kind of expression is that?!"

"Sect Master, if that's the case... I'm afraid Madam won't be back for the whole night."

"She dares!"

Murong Jing lowered her eyes and did not speak. She thought to herself, What's there to be afraid of? It's not like I've never done this before.

Feng Qingyan was not afraid of Beiming Yue at all now. The exquisite disguising technique allowed her to easily escape from all their tracking and could disappear at any time.

"Hurry up and go!" Beiming Yue said coldly.

Murong Jing nodded. "Yes, your subordinate will go immediately." After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Beiming Yue said again, "No need to go downstairs. Follow me back to the private room. I will personally watch you send it."

"... " Yes."

The manager took out a notebook and placed it in front of Murong Jing. "Miss Murong, the computer you want."

Murong Jing turned on the computer and sent a message to Feng Qingyan through the phone operator.1

[Madam, the Sect Leader said that if you don't appear in front of him before 8 PM, you can forget about sleeping at night.] 】

After sending the message, she turned to look at Beiming Yue. "Sect Leader, the delivery is complete."

Beiming Yue's face was cold and did not speak. Murong Jing did not dare to ask him why Feng Qingyan ran away again and quietly sent a message to Rong Ye.

After getting the reply, Murong Jing secretly sighed.

It really could not be blamed on Feng Qingyan. Their Lord was sometimes too overbearing and unreasonable.

Seeing the time quickly disappearing, Murong Jing was a little anxious. She and Yuwen Jian had made an appointment to go back to her house for dinner.

Seeing that she had looked at it a few times in a short while, Beiming Yue suddenly said, "What's wrong? An appointment?"

Murong Jing immediately said, "No, no. It's the company's matter."

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