Chapter 929

Seeing that she lived in such a large garden, but let her family live in such a rented apartment, was she paying back her debt of gratitude?

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"Wei Lanqian is back. John escape?"

With a cold face, Blake looked at the basin of water-drop Guanyin in front of the French window gloomily.

He pinched a green leaf, flicked it, put his hand behind his back, and looked out of the window.

This was the news he had just received.

It seemed that the person behind him was very afraid that John would reveal the secret and even kill him.

Blake frowned slightly. At this time, someone knocked on the door and came in. Joe said, "Mr. Ferguson, Miss Feng is here."

Blake stopped looking, walked to the office chair, and sat down. "Let her in."

As soon as he finished his words, Feng Qingyang came in with a pair of leather boots. Her footsteps were as neat as hers, and there were no other women's gestures.

Feng Qingyang took the seat and sat opposite Blake, folding her long legs. She said to Joe, "