Chapter 123...Are you worried that her family will not agree?

Xie Ling stood there for a long time before turning around and returning to his room.

Huang Shishen had probably planned it early in the morning. Everything here is new, and there is nothing like what Chen Fu Ji was worried about.

Xie Ling lay on the bed and took out his cell phone.

Turn to the conversation page again.

Choose your words carefully:

[She's not really ugly, is she? She's the kind that made the school beauty pageant.]

This master of emotions responded quite promptly.

I don’t know if it’s because she paid so quickly.

[School Belle?]

[Now, out of ten girls who come to consult me, nine of them say they are the campus belle, and one says she almost made the campus beauty rankings.]

Xie Ling had to admit that this master of emotions had a sharp tongue.

She had no choice but to find a photo of herself and send it to the other party.

Love: [P passed?]

Xie: [I promise not]

Affection:[? ? ? ]

Love: [Even though she is so beautiful, she still has to endure the pain of love. I feel balanced.]

Love: [Sister, don't worry, I'll help you analyze it carefully. If it's not a face problem, then it must be money.]

The master of emotions is indeed an expert with rich experience.

Blood gushed out, "There's a class gap between you. He can't be responsible for you. Hey, little sister, that's how it is when you're trying to find a rich husband. It's not always a sure thing, so just grab some money and run."

This conversation ends here.

There was a gap between their families, but Chen Fu Ji's family background was more ordinary.

Xie Ling couldn't help but open his phone, trying to find the contact information and ask him directly.

But she hesitated for a moment, then decided it was too late, and fell asleep in a daze.

——

The next morning.

It was just dawn.

Xie Ling was awakened by a series of rapid knocks on the door.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and saw a familiar face through the peephole.

He is one of the bodyguards she brought from China.

Xie Ling remembered that last night, she specifically asked three bodyguards to stay in the hotel.

I followed Huang Shishen to this place alone.

It wasn't that she lacked vigilance.

But I’m afraid...

My brother interfered again.

"Miss Xie, it's time to go."

The bodyguard's voice came through the door.

Xie Ling opened the door and subconsciously looked him up and down, frowning slightly. "Where are you going?"

"I've booked a flight back home for you..."

The bodyguard avoided her inquiring gaze, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his dark face: "It was arranged by Mr. Chen.

Xie Ling bit her lip, wondering, "When did you all start... listening to him so much?"

"He... contacted Young Master Xie..."

Xie Ling immediately understood.

He had contacted 'her parents' and was now eager to pack up and send her off. She didn't want to stay around him and still need him to take care of her.

Xie Ling tightened his grip and asked in a muffled voice, "Can I see him one last time before I leave?"

"Mr. Chen?"

The bodyguard scratched his head, not quite understanding this request for a moment.

"I came here today, but I didn't seem to see Mr. Chen."

Xie Ling turned the entire Chinese-style house upside down.

The morning dew has not yet dissipated in the courtyard of green bricks and black tiles.

Her footsteps startled the sparrows under the eaves.

The corridors were winding and the rockery was shaded. She pushed open the carved wooden doors one by one, but saw only empty rooms.

The bedroom where Chen Fu Ji slept last night had already been tidied meticulously.

Even the bed sheets were changed to brand new ones, as if no one had ever lived there.

Several servants lowered their heads and wiped the mahogany furniture.

Seeing her come in, he hurriedly stepped aside.

Xie Ling asked them in Chinese about Chen Fuji's whereabouts, but all he got was a blank shake of the head and hesitant words;

When I asked again in English, the other party was even more at a loss. He stammered out a few words but couldn't even form a complete sentence.

Xie Ling stood in the middle of the courtyard in confusion, his knuckles turning slightly white as he gripped his phone.

On the screen was Chen Fu Ji’s number.

She stood in the yard. This number was Chen Fu Ji's number in China. When she dialed it, there was only a long busy tone in the receiver.

No one is using it at all.

After going through so much trouble, Xie Ling took a deep breath, turned slowly, and walked towards the bodyguard who had been waiting for a long time.

The black car had already been parked outside the house.

Xie Ling got into the car reluctantly, leaned against the window, and said nothing.

Half an hour later, at the LAX airport terminal.

When Xie Ling reached the security checkpoint, he suddenly stopped.

She turned around and looked at the bodyguard with a cunning look in her eyes, and the next second——

"You," she pointed at him, her tone unquestionable, and she seemed angry, "from now on, you don't have to follow me anymore."

The bodyguard's expression suddenly changed, and his dark face instantly tensed.

Is this... dismissal on the spot?

He froze in place, his lips moving slightly, wanting to make some excuse, saying that he was hired by Mr. Xie and that the young master was also using China Construction Group's accounts. But after thinking about it, he realized that the person in front of him was Mr. Xie's sister, so he didn't dare to speak rashly.

"What are you daydreaming about?"

Xie Ling stamped her feet, her sneakers clacking against the marble floor. "Don't you listen to Chen Fuji the most? Go and keep watch over him now!" She said unhappily, "Report to me on time every day who he meets and what he does."

The bodyguard looked at his young lady for a moment, then something dawned on him. His tense shoulders relaxed slightly, and after a moment's hesitation, he finally nodded, "I understand."

"Then go ahead."

With the threat of unemployment in front of him, he stopped being pretentious.

He said "OK" neatly, then stayed where he was and watched the person go through the security checkpoint.

As for how to get to Chen Fu Ji?

That was something he had to consider himself.

Xie Ling dragged her luggage and reluctantly walked towards the security check passage.

The airport broadcast echoed in the empty waiting hall.

Xie Ling's flight information scrolled on the electronic screen.

Chen Fu Ji stood outside the security checkpoint, looking at her back as she walked away with a serious look.

Huang Shishen followed behind him, cigarette in hand, frowning in confusion, "Hey, why bother?"

He blew out a smoke ring.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Fuji, "You clearly like her, so why did you send her away?"

Chen Fu Ji did not answer.

His gaze lingered at the end of the security check passage, as if he could see Xie Ling turning her head back for the last time. But in fact, Xie Ling had no idea that there was a gaze that had been falling on her deeply and lingeringly, watching her walk into the security check passage and then disappear in the queue.

Huang Shishen looked at the scene, sighed, and couldn't help but patted his shoulder. In a rare tone of someone who had experienced it, he said, "You are really cruel to yourself."

Chen Fu Ji finally withdrew his gaze, said nothing, turned around and strode towards the elevator.

Xie Siyan's phone call just happened to come in.

Chen Fu Ji accepted it.

Xie Siyan didn't ask anything else, just asked him, "Have you boarded the plane?"

"Um."

"good."

The opponent died immediately, cleanly and efficiently.

Huang Shishen was curious, "...Are you worried that her family won't agree?"

Chen Fu Ji had already pressed the down elevator button.

Huang Shishen stood there, looking at his aloof appearance, and shook his head, "Fool."