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An Zhi's voice sounded like a heavy hammer hitting her heart. Yes, the wealthy and powerful families pay attention to being well-matched. She naturally knows that she is not worthy of An Detective Young Master, but at least she has the power before the agreement expires. Protect your husband.

Ling Jiajia stood up straight, took a deep breath, and turned her black and white eyes slowly. After a while, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "I am just standing in the perspective of my husband as a wife." Although , this husband doesn't have any feelings about love with her, will there be a day between them...How can I think like this.

Ling Jiajia shook his head secretly, and got rid of some information in his head that he thought was abnormal.

"Nowadays, cats and dogs want to climb into a wealthy family and become a noble lady." An Zhi's mouth was tied like poison, and every sentence pierced people's hearts.

Yes, he just wanted to make this self-righteous woman in front of him feel ashamed and finally withdraw by herself.

"Grandpa." The man who had been standing behind Ling Jiajia suddenly moved. "This is my own business." The expression on his face is still expressionless, like a rose with thorns in the dark night, its coquettishness and youthfulness cannot be seen in the night, but the fragrance of the flower is easy to make people Intoxicated. "We're going back."

An Detective Shao stepped forward as if nothing had happened, took the little hand that was clenched into a fist by his leg with his slender fingers, and opened it bit by bit.The movements are elegant but reveal the arrogance of a king.The man's broad palm knit to Lingaga's sweating palm, stroking it again and again.

Ling Jiajia felt that her face was as hot as a fire. She guessed that her face might have turned red into an apple at this time, so she gently twitched her little hand, but Young Master An held it firmly. that little hand.She had no choice but to give up.

"Master Detective." Luo Fu Xin raised his foot and wanted to catch up, but Luo Guojun stretched out his hand to hold him back. He had a very bad expression and looked up at An Zhitong beside him.

There was a hint of anger in that look.

An Zhi felt uncomfortable being looked at by Lord Luo. No matter what happened, he had to marry Luo Fu Xin, even if An Zhenshao really married that poor woman.

"Stop." An Zhitiao saw that Detective An was holding Ling Jiajia and walking out the door without looking back.He casually picked up his own crutch, and hit Ling Jiajia's back without thinking.

"Ah! Danger..." Someone in the crowd wanted to shout out the word danger, but the speed of the opponent's crutch was obviously faster.

Linga turned her head sharply, staring at the crutches that fell down like lightning with wide eyes, trying to escape, but the speed was too late, she didn't even have a chance to close her eyes, and the crutches hit her head.

"Snapped"

The loud beating sound made the whole Yanhui quiet down immediately.

"Yeah." With a muffled grunt, Detective An pulled Ling Jiajia, who was in surprise, into his arms.

It was not until the faint fragrance of roses came from his nose that Ling Jiajia slowly opened his eyes.

"Master An Detective?" Looking up, he saw that perfect profile face.

At this time, Detective An held Ling Jiajia tightly in his arms, and blocked the heavy stick with his back.

"Master An Detective, are you alright?" Ling Jiajia immediately reached out and desperately pushed away the crutch that was still stuck on his back, stepped forward to support him without saying a word, and stroked An Detective with his slender fingers. Shao's slightly pale handsome face made her heart ache.

This man is really unpredictable.If he didn't rush forward, then this stick would hit her firmly on the back.

His eyes turned red instantly, and Jing Jingjing's tears kept rolling in his eye frames.

Seemingly feeling the worry and self-blame in Lingaga's eyes, he pretended nothing happened and raised his head, the corners of his lips twitched, smiling all over the country, but there was some cold sweat dripping from his pale face.

Not only was the stick not light, but it was stronger than usual, as you can see from An Zhenshao's half-bent back.

An Zhitiang looked at the crutches pushed away by Ling Jiajia, the anger in his heart not only did not subside in the slightest, but became more and more angry.Raise the crutches in your hands...

"You want to fight again?" Linga stood fiercely in front of Young Detective An, like a hen guarding her chicks, and tightly supported him behind her, black and white eyes stained with anger : "Lao Tzu, I see that you are too old to settle accounts with you. If you dare to make a move, I will desperately fight with you." His hair stood on end, and his silent eyes became more vigilant.

If you dare to move less, I will fight you desperately.An Zhenshao murmured these words repeatedly in his heart, and his tense face eased instantly. If you look carefully, you will see half of his lips slightly turned up, maybe even he himself has not noticed it.