Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife - Chapter 5573
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Chapter 5573

Chapter 5573: Chapter 147 not just ordinarily

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Huang Luoxiu looked at the night sky with a dark gaze as he pondered.

Perhaps, he could vaguely understand something, so there were times when he actually retreated.

He would never back down in the face of anything, and there was nothing that was difficult in his hands.

He could easily handle anything, but he didnt know how to deal with Zi Lingxi.

He wanted to protect the girl he had brought back, but he suddenly realized that she had developed her own thoughts.

Huang Luoxiu was only in his twenties, and he had never raised a daughter before. He didnt have any other women by his side, so he really didnt understand the thoughts of girls.

As for his two younger sisters, he didnt have to worry about them.

His two younger sisters had grown up by their parents side. They had only gone to University outside, so it could be said that they had nothing else to worry about.

He really didnt understand a girls mind.

Huang Luoxiu held his forehead as he felt a headache coming on. He rubbed the s.p.a.ce between his brows.

In the end, Huang Luoxiu had no other choice but to let out a long sigh.

Not long after, his phone rang.

Huang Luoxiu lowered his head to take a look and knew that the information had been sent over.

Huang Luoxiu picked up his computer and sat back on the sofa. He opened his private email.

He took a look at the girls information, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a cold arc.

With this kind of background, you want to use your power to bully others?

He just wanted to bully other girls.

The one who was being bullied must be the roommate that Zi Lingxi was close to!

He was very supportive of Zi Lingxi making friends.

Besides, he looked at the girl and saw that she was innocent and would not lie to Ling Xi.

Zi Lingxis mood was unstable tonight, obviously because of this.

Huang Luoxiu made a phone call and said,take care of it. Arent these girls using their power to bully others? They can no longer bully others.

Young master, what do you mean?

Old rules.

Yes!

The subordinate naturally understood. The families of those girls who bullied others were quite capable. Some of them opened companies and had some connections with the political Department. If the evidence of corruption was dug out, in addition to the companys fraud and some false accounts being exposed, they would not be able to bully others in the future even if they wanted to.

A certain subordinate clicked his tongue and shook his head. Of all people to offend, why did he have to offend the person their young master was protecting?

Of course, he also knew that this Liu Ningning wasnt the person that young master was protecting. This girl should be related to the girl that young master was protecting, right?

He was getting more and more curious about how the young supervisor could meddle in other peoples business.

As expected, he really did care.

Even though Huang Luoxiu was leaning back on the sofa, whenever he closed his eyes, he would be reminded of Zi Lingxis gaze and her red eyes.

Thinking about this, Huang Luoxius head started to hurt, and he couldnt fall asleep at all.

He could only get up again and start working.

Perhaps this was the only way to distract him.

Zi Lingxi had been diagnosed with acute gastroenteritis the day before, and she hadnt even had an IV drip. Although she seemed to be fine, her stomach was still very weak.

Tonight, she had been so careless and drank cold milk, so her stomach was starting to hurt again.

And this pain was not the usual kind.

Zi Lingxi suddenly realized something and her face turned pale.

She tried her best to rub her stomach carefully, trying to make it feel better.

She was really afraid that Huang Luoxiu would cause more trouble.

She didnt know what was wrong with her. She used to be in good health. Why did her stomach hurt so easily now that she had t University?

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