Chapter 8 (1/2)

Author: Filthy

Ling Jue smiled eerily at him as if she was saying, “You’re the only one who wants to touch me.”

“Little Jue, tell Auntie why this house is burning.” Mu Xueling, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly looked at Ling Jue tenderly and asked.

Ling Jue’s eyes were indifferent as she said leisurely, “How would I know? I just came back too.”

Ling Zhensheng’s face turned cold when he heard that. “Where did you go?! The middle school exams are next week, and you’re still running around!”

“I went to a reunion with my cla.s.smates. If I were at home, I might have been burned to ashes.” When Ling Jue said that, she looked at Ling Xiao’s brother, Ling Sheng.

In her memory, Ling Sheng was the one who asked her to go to the reunion tonight. He said that he wanted to communicate with his cla.s.smates.

Ling Jue’s Ling family were bullies to begin with. They dared to be angry but did not dare to speak up. They could only go.

She refused to believe that the three big men today had nothing to do with Ling Sheng.

Ling Sheng looked indifferent, as if he did not see Ling Jue’s gaze.

The corners of Ling Jue’s mouth curled up. Ling Sheng was a powerful figure.

“Enough! Stop arguing! We’ll know what’s going on after we put out the fire.” Mu Xueling looked deeply at Ling Jue, feeling that he was different.

That weak kid actually dared to talk like that now.

Ling Zhensheng looked at the burnt house, his anger burning. “A lot of my plans and doc.u.ments are still in the study.”

Especially the antiques he had collected for so many years. They must have been destroyed by now.

His famous paintings had all turned into ashes.

Ling Jue stood there leisurely. She was secretly pleased as she watched the house that had humiliated her burn into darkness.