"There are too many places the young master can go. As a servant, I have no right to ask, " Charles said.
Ba Luo suddenly handed a check to Charles and said with a smile, "you see, the young Madam and I came all the way here, so... "
Charles looked at the check in his hand and then saw the amount on the check He almost stomped his foot and said, "I can't accept this, Ba Luo. Based on our relationship, if I knew where the young master went, wouldn't I tell you? We are both servants. We really don't know where the master went. "
Charles said and returned the check to Ba Luo.
Since Charles didn't accept it, Ba Luo also knew Charles'personality, so he could only take it back with a red face.
On this day, it was a futile effort, but Charles promised to tell them as soon as there was any news.
Jian Xiaomo could only sink into waiting, waiting day by day.
Every day, she went to the gate of the manor to inquire about the news. Although Charles began to remember Ba Luo's friendship and called Jian Xiaomo every day to report whether long Shenglun had returned, Jian Xiaomo still didn't believe it She had to go and see him personally to be at ease.
In the end, Charles was moved and said, "Young Madam, if you are not at ease, you can stay in the manor. " After all, they were all members of the long family.
Jian Xiaomo shook her head. If she did not have the determination to find long Shenglun now, she would have burned this place to the ground. She hated long Shenglun to the bone.
Because of long Chenjue, her heart had become very ruthless, so ruthless that even she was afraid.
Seeing this, Charles did not say anything more.
Jian Xiaomo's daily routine now was to go to long Shenglun's villa and then take a stroll on a tree-lined road. She had heard from Ba Luo that the long family's villa was also in this area, and long Chenjue had lived here since he was young.
She often took a stroll here alone.
Jian Xiaomo did not go to the long family's old house because she knew where long siyue and Jun Muqian lived, and she did not want to disturb them.
She also did not want to let more people know about long Chenjue's disappearance because everyone knew that they could only sigh, and she did not need to because she knew that long Chenjue must be living in a corner somewhere.
She was waiting for her to pick him up and bring him home.
She took a walk on the tree-lined road and covered her face with her hands. Whenever she thought of Long Chenjue, she could not help but wet her eyes. In the eyes of others, why was this person so strange.
She sat on the chair for a while and calmed herself down. Only then did Jian Xiaomo walk towards the place that she and Ba Luo rented.
When she pushed the door open, Ba Luo had just finished a call and just hung up.
Jian Xiaomo took a look and saw that it was her phone. The call that Ba Luo had just picked up was her phone.
Jian Xiaomo immediately walked over and said in an excited voice, "Ba Luo, is it Charles? Is Long Shenglun back? "
As she said that, she grabbed Ba Luo's sleeve excitedly and pulled it tightly.
Ba Luo frowned very tightly and said with an unpleasant expression on his face, "no, young madam, it's from the manor. "
Hearing that it was from the manor, Jian Xiaomo's expression immediately became lonely. She let go of Ba Luo's Sleeve and sat on the Sofa weakly, nodding faintly.
However, Ba Luo's expression was anxious. "Young Madam, something has happened in the manor. "
Only then did Jian Xiaomo come back to her senses. She glanced at Ba Luo indifferently and said with an extremely gloomy expression, "what is it? " She was completely unconcerned about the matter in the manor.