Chapter 118

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nAuthor: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

n“Wow! Lord Jue, this Ling Zhensheng is really good at handling things!” Tang Yuan exclaimed. It did not expect him to be so fast.

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n“Hehe.” Ling Jue smiled faintly.

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n“Xiao Jue, I’ll send you to your new home tomorrow. Don’t worry, I’ve already gotten someone to prepare it for you. You can just take your bag and move in.” Ling Zhensheng pushed the things in front of him, looking a little reluctant.

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n“Okay.”

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nLing Jue ignored his sentimental expression. She took out her household register and looked at the name in front of her.

nLing Jue

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nShe was back with this name again!

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nThe next day.

nEarly in the morning, Ling Jue packed up her things.

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nTang Yuan squatted by the window and looked at the two flower paths that Xiao Bai had finished eating.

n“Lord Jue, we really change places all the time.” It sighed. When this place was snatched, it was even threatened.

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nIt did not expect that they would leave so soon.

nLing Jue did not have any lingering feelings. She only took the clothes that she used to wear. She did not want the non-mainstream clothes that she did not wear anymore.

n“Lord Jue, will we come back again?”

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n“Why would we come back?” Ling Jue frowned. She would be free in the future. Why would she have to come back to this place?

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nShe was the one being sent out. She would come back in the future. Hehe…

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nIt would never happen…

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nKnock, knock, knock!

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nThe sound of a nanny came from the door. “Young Master! The governor asked how you are. You can set off now.”

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nTang Yuan mumbled, “Why are you so fast?” It jumped back onto Ling Jue’s shoulder.

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n“Because he is busy picking up Mu Xueling. If he is late, he might be locked out by his father-in-law.” Ling Jue picked up a few of her clothes and walked out.

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n“Hahaha!” Tang Yuan found it funny when it thought about how terrified Ling Zhensheng was in front of Mu Gankun.

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nHe had never seen such a coward before. Back then, he was extremely powerful in front of Yue Chan.

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nHowever, in front of Mu Gankun… It was inexplicable…

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nWhen they reached downstairs, Ling Zhensheng had already left for the car.

nLing Jue walked straight out of the house. She did not miss this place at all. Instead, she yearned for a new life.

n“Lord Jue, can we play around in the future? Hahaha, we don’t have to sneak out in the middle of the night anymore. We can even eat KFC, chicken drumsticks! Wah, I’m so excited!”

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n“…”

nLing Jue got into the car and ignored the excited Tang Yuan. Just now, it was talking about how it did not want to leave the window, the tree outside, and the nice air outside. Now, it was thinking about chicken drumsticks. This Gu…

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n“Lord Jue, you must be excited too! Right?! Don’t suppress yourself! Be a cute kid!”

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nLing Jue glanced at it indifferently. Why did such a cold and aloof ‘handsome’ man like her have such a stupid natal Gu?

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nWhy didn’t he learn anything from her?

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n“Are you done packing? Don’t forget your things.” Ling Zhensheng looked at the bag in his hand. “Do you have the admission letter with you?”

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n“Yes.” Ling Jue sat in the back seat and nodded indifferently.

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nLing Zhensheng sized him up for a moment and looked at him in silence. He felt a little sorry for him. “Xiao Jue, it’s father who has let you down. But don’t worry. When you’re successful, father will bring you back. When the time comes, you’ll be in the limelight. No one will look down on you!”

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nAs he spoke, he could not help but clench his fists. He felt rather powerless.

nLing Jue lifted her eyes to look at him when she heard that. The corners of her lips curled into a mocking smile. “Hehe, speaking of which, you’re really a failed father. How much do you owe Ling Jue? If he becomes a successful man in the future, he won’t come back again! Unless those few from your family get lost!”

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nSince they could not tolerate her existence, how could she tolerate them!

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