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Are you nervous?Still excited?The surrounding sounds seemed to be gradually moving away from her ears. At this moment, feeling the scorching eyes of Detective An, Ling Jiajia raised his head and bumped into those deep eyes of Detective An through the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

"Mr. An Detective, don't forget who gave you the prosperity and wealth of your body." An Zhi tied his hands and held the cane, his face flushed with anger.

His voice was not low, and Yan Hui, who was originally happy, stopped what he was doing and looked at them.

Lord Luo frowned. He hoped that his daughter would marry Young Master An, but he didn't want to see An Zhitong and Young Master An quarreling at his birthday party.

"Guys, keep going. Tonight, have fun, and there will be a mysterious gift at the end." Luo Guojun had an unreal smile on his serious face, and then he glanced at Detective An and Ling Jiajia: " Why don't you sit upstairs with me?"

There was a triumphant smile on Luo Fu Xin's face, so what if Ling Jiajia is married to him?After all, you can't be my opponent.

Luo Jundong did not join in, and was winking at Ling Jiajia at this moment: "I said, when you are free, let's have a drink." shoulders.

Turning around, he ignored his father and walked out the door.

Luo Guojun raised his eyebrows coldly: "Jundong, stop fooling around outside. If you don't bring back a wife who satisfies me by the end of the year, you will never want to live a comfortable life again."

The voice was not loud, but it was enough for Luo Jundong, who was walking outside the gate, to hear it.

But the other party acted as if he hadn't heard, turned around and continued walking outside the door without looking back.

Luo Guojun covered his mouth with his hand, and smiled awkwardly: "Then let's go, after all, the marriage between the two of them is not a day or two."

What?marriage?Ling Jiajia frowned and looked at Detective An.

Detective An stood upright, looking like a condescending king, with a sarcastic smile on his impeccably perfect face: "Let's go." Young Detective An held Ling Jiajia's hand, and suddenly Turn to her waist.

Under the crystal light, the two stood quietly together, one beautiful and one ugly, one cold and the other expressionless.

Not to mention how embarrassing Lingaga was.

She hated herself so much at this time, why didn't she dress up when she went out? Judging from the current situation, it seems that Ling Jiajia's enemy is not Mr. An Detective, but An Zhibang, who has always been unhappy with her.

The man seemed to want to do everything possible to get Lingaga to leave.

"You are like this, are you worthy of your dead mother?" An Zhi stepped forward in two steps, stretching out his crutches to block the way of the two of them.

Ling Jiajia looked up, and she saw the sadness flashing through An Detective Young's deep eyes.For some reason, because of An Zhenshao's tiny movement, she had an urge to step forward and hug him.

Stretching out his hand, he took his palm out of An Detective Young Master's hand, walked up to An Zhitong in two steps, and stared at An Zhitong with his black and white eyes.

"What are you doing?" Looking at the embarrassing woman who suddenly approached him, a hint of disgust flashed in An Zhiti's serious and haughty eyes. "Seeing you poor people, I..."

"Trouble you to figure it out first." Ling Jiajia didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, and interrupted the little face with some dirty marks halfway, but it looked so neither humble nor embarrassing, with slightly puckered red lips opening and closing : "Your old man ran over by himself, I didn't run over."

Her voice is lukewarm but has a magical power that is hard to refute.

Detective An stood there blankly, the first time a woman stepped forward to protect him, and the first time he stood behind a woman.Looking down at his empty hands, a burst of silent joy slipped through his heart.

"Anyway, what are you? How dare you teach me a lesson in front of me?" An Zhitong has always been aloof, and anyone around him would bow their heads when they see him. No one has ever dared to speak to him like this. She was still staring at him. "How could I let this kind of wild child on the side of the road casually enter the gate of my house?"