Shi Ling felt that this man's attitude was really arrogant. There were recordings everywhere here, but he dared to threaten her like this. Was he sure that she could not resist the power behind him no matter what?

Moreover, this Young Master Wells has many lives to his credit.

Shi Ling felt that the detention center was a bit crowded because after Wells came in, a group of female ghosts rushed in. All of them were young women who had died from torture.

Young Master Wells sat on the chair opposite Shi Ling, crossed his legs, reached out to pinch Shi Ling's chin, and said with a lewd look: "But if you are willing to beg me, I might let you go."

Shi Ling turned her head to avoid his hand, sat on the interrogation chair and looked at the man coldly, silently reciting the magic formula to teach him a lesson.

However, at this moment, the door of the interrogation room was opened again, and a blond man in a pink suit came in.

"You idiot, try touching my Junior Grandmaster's finger again!"

Shi Ling was reciting the mantra silently, but when he heard the name, he misread the mantra.

She looked at the person who had just entered. She had an impression of this handsome and flamboyant blond man. After all, his Chinese name really impressed her - Shi Zhenxiang.

On the day she was kicked out of Shi's house, this man came to her nervously and called her "little master", speaking like a con man.

Master Wells, who was fluent in many languages, turned pale when he heard Shi Zhenxiang address him. He shouted angrily, "My name is Shabir, not Shabi'er! You lowly bastard, shut up!"

Shi Zhenxiang raised his hand and slapped him, then stood in front of Shi Ling, staring at Shabir Wells and saying coldly, "You idiot, you still won't learn your lesson. Please call me Lord Clan Leader. I've been away from Dun City for a while, and I haven't taught you the rules in so long. I didn't even know you were using the Wells family's name to do something so internationally shocking. You're truly bringing shame to our family."

Shi Ling looked at Shi Zhenxiang in surprise. She didn't expect that this swindler was actually the patriarch of the Wells family, the largest family in Dun City?

Instead of being a good clan leader, he actually ran to the northern part of the country to become a fraudster?

"Fuck! If you hadn't become a running dog of the Shenyue Cult, when would it be your turn as a lowly illegitimate son to call the shots in the Wells family?" After being slapped in the face, Shabir became angry and rushed towards Shi Zhenxiang.

However, Shi Zhenxiang sneered and kicked him away. At the same time, he winked at the family bodyguards waiting outside the door and said, "Take him back. Punish him according to family rules!"

Shi Ling was stunned. The Wells family was truly more arrogant than the other, arguing about setting up a private execution hall right in front of the judiciary. But well done. That idiot deserved it!

After Shabir was taken away by the Wells family's bodyguards, Shi Zhenxiang looked at Shi Ling, and instantly changed from the decisive and murderous family leader into a gentle gentleman.

He knelt on one knee, looking at Shi Ling with devout and gentle eyes, "Little Master, I'm sorry for letting you suffer. I'm here to take you home."

Shi Ling was a little at a loss, "Ah, first of all, thank you. Secondly, we don't know each other. Where is my friend?"

"Don't worry, little master, your friend is fine. I've invited him to my house. You can see him if you come back with me."

Shi Zhenxiang replied to Shi Ling gently and patiently, ignoring her denial. He turned to look at the white police officer and said coldly, "Why don't you release my young master? The Wells family has already withdrawn the charges."

The white police officer was also facing the legendary head of a large family for the first time. He was very respectful and extremely grateful that he had not offended Miss Shi Ling. It was also at this moment that he thought Miss Shi Ling's words about Wade's imprisonment might be true. After all, he had offended someone that the Wells head of the family cherished so much.

Shi Ling was still dazed when she came out of the police station. She stretched her muscles and asked Shi Zhenxiang, "Is this the end?"

Shi Zhenxiang nodded: "Yes, don't worry, little master, it's all Shabir's fault."

"You've got the wrong person. I'm really not your junior master. I'm so young, how can I be your ancestor?" Shi Ling said.

"It's okay, little master, you don't remember, but I remember it."

Shi Zhenxiang remained unmoved, as if he had made up his mind and would not change his mind. He opened the back door of the Rolls-Royce and leaned forward to invite him, "Young Master, please get in."

Shi Ling asked cautiously, "Where's Yu Chen?"

Shi Zhenxiang curled his lips and said, "He's waiting for you at Wells Manor."

Shi Ling: "Now that I've been released, where are my phone and computer?"

"Don't worry, young master, we have already got it back for you." Shi Zhenxiang glanced to the side and saw that the things were in the hands of the family bodyguards.

Shi Ling: "Give it back to me. I need to contact Yu Chen."

However, the bodyguard stood still.

Shi Zhenxiang said in broken Chinese, "Young Master, the things are too heavy, so they can help you carry them. We haven't seen each other for a long time, so please come back to the manor with me. The chives you planted in the garden are growing well, and I ate all the lettuce I planted before in my hamburgers. But I hired a Chinese gardener to plant some more. Come to my house, and I'll make shit for you to eat."

Shi Ling was confused when she first heard what he said, but she could understand it. But after hearing his last sentence, she couldn't hold it back and waved her hands repeatedly: "Forget it, forget it. You can eat it yourself, or treat your friends to it."

"Okay. Then we can have hotpot together. You used to take the Pope and me to Chinatown for hotpot. The Pope and I like spicy food, but you don't, so we can make a shabu-shabu. It's just right that we can put more green onions you planted in the oil sauce." Shi Zhenxiang kept talking, and he felt a little hungry just thinking about it.

Shi Ling was originally about to cast a spell to snatch his cell phone from the bodyguard and take the opportunity to escape, but when he heard this, he suddenly froze.

This Shi Zhenxiang...how could he know her taste so well?

In her memory, wasn't the person she often went to Chinatown with to eat shabu-shabu hotpot Qin Niao?

Moreover, who is the Pope that Shi Zhenxiang mentioned?

Is it related to the Shenyue Sect that the idiot just mentioned?

"Little Master? I know you don't like Western food. We have hired a great Chinese chef in our manor. It is said that he is a descendant of the royal chef and can prepare state banquet dishes!" The Pope said that he must bring the Little Master back to the manor, but Shi Zhenxiang was unwilling to force her privately, so he racked his brains to tempt her with delicious food.

Shi Ling: "I'll go with you to visit Wells Manor. But you have to give me your phone so I can send a message to my friend so he doesn't worry."

Shi Zhenxiang smiled brightly and immediately handed Shi Ling's phone to him with both hands, "Little Master, please get in the car."

Shi Ling took her phone and got in the car. She didn't see the message Yu Chen sent her about visiting Wales Manor. She thought to herself that Shi Zhenxiang was lying to her.

After the car drove away, Yu Chen and Logan ran over here but found nothing.

Logan was surprised. "There's a Wells family logo on that car. Miss Shi Ling was taken away by an important member of the Wells family."

Yu Chen saw the message Shi Ling sent him, and his newly agitated mood finally relaxed. He thought for a moment, "Logan, send a visiting card to the Wells family. Let's go visit our business partners."