Lu Zhen looked at Liu Sanniang, who opened the door, and said coldly, "Please read my face."
Liu Sanniang looked at Lu Zhen and remembered that he was Lu Qingqing's guard.
After Lu Zhen walked in and sat down, he looked at Liu Sanniang. He took out a banknote and placed it on the table. "I want to ask you something."
Lu Zhen pursed his lips. He was a man of few words and looked very calm, but he knew very well that he was not as calm inside as he looked.
His mind was filled with the image of Lu Qingqing and Qin Lin chatting and laughing, and he was overwhelmed with crazy jealousy. He wished he could kill Qin Lin with his sword.
However, he still endured it. He knew that if he killed Qin Lin, it would never be possible for him and Lu Qingqing to be together.
He had never believed in fate, but after seeing what Liu Sanniang was capable of with his own eyes, he could no longer remain calm.
He wanted some clear answers.
