Chapter 514: Zhuge Yue

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"Zhou Tian, ​​what do you think about this?"

Yang Zimei asked Long Zhutian.

"Whatever you see, I will see it." Long Zhutian looked at her and said, "I will never let Mr. Song, who you care about, have an accident."

Hearing this, Yang Zimei's heart warmed again.

He cares about who she cares about!

This love is enough!

At this moment, Long Zhutian's cell phone rang, and he connected, "Well, I'm in City A, where are you?"

"Who is it?" Yang Zimei asked curiously when he heard his tone of voice being a little casual.

"Zhuge Yue." Long Zhutian replied.

"I'm also in City A, are you free now? I want to play with you and Zimei, is that possible?" Zhuge Yue on the other side of the phone asked.

"Mr. Meimei was framed and captured by someone. We are going to the police station. We are not available for the time being."

"Oh? Then change Zimei and listen to the phone." Zhuge Yue said slightly surprised.

"What do you want?" Long Zhutian roared.

"Seduce her!" Zhuge Yue said with a smirk on purpose.

Long Zhutian's face darkened, "No!"

"Hey, if you say it's not allowed, it's not allowed!" Zhuge Yue continued to tease him.

"Go away!" Long Zhutian roared, then hung up the phone.

Holding the phone over there, Zhuge Yue, whose ears were rattled by the shock, bared his teeth, shrugged, and cursed in a low voice, "Jealous ghost!"

After he finished speaking, his long phoenix eyes picked it up slightly, then smiled and clapped his hands, "Interesting, really interesting, I'll go over now and make him jealous!"

He got into his windy white Maybach, hit the gas pedal and headed for the police station.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the police station, he saw an elegant man in a blue Tang suit pushing and pulling on the police car, acting rudely.

He could see clearly that the man was actually Song Xuan who taught Yang Zimei the knowledge of antiques!

No wonder Yang Zimei and the others were so anxious.

For Zhuge Yue, who had already inquired about Yang Zimei's background, he knew Song Xuan's position in Yang Zimei's mind.

He stopped the car and made a phone call.

"Director Chen?" There was a certain arrogance and indifference in his voice.

"Young Master Zhuge, hello, hello, I am Chen Wei!" Police Chief Chen Wei immediately woke up when he saw the caller ID, as if he saw Buddha's light, he hurriedly nodded and bowed.

"I have something I want to inquire about." Zhuge Yue said indifferently, "I am outside the police station right now."

"Ah? Then wait, I'll go out to meet you quickly!"

Chen Wei hurriedly sorted out the police caps and uniforms, and walked out of the door with several police officers in a hurry. He saw Zhuge Yue, dressed in white, leaning against the car door lazily smoking a cigarette, and hurriedly greeted him: "Master Zhuge, please come in and sit down. sit!"

Zhuge Yue raised his eyelids and gave him a sideways glance, then strode in and entered the director's office.

Chen Wei hurriedly brewed him the best tea leaves.

Zhuge Yue is obsessed with cleanliness. Although the tea smells good, he frowns when he sees the teacup, doesn't drink a sip of the tea, and asks straight to the point: "I was outside the door just now and saw you grab one of mine. I don't know what happened to him, acquaintance."

"Your acquaintance?"

Chen Wei's face was horrified, "Which one is? I immediately let him go."

"Song Xuan, the owner of Moxuan Antique Store on Brunei Street." Zhuge Yue said.

"what?"

When Chen Wei heard this, a complex, horrified, hesitant expression appeared on his face, and he asked anxiously, "Is he an acquaintance with you? How familiar are you?"

"To be exact, he is an acquaintance of my acquaintance." Zhuge Yue said.

Chen Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

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