He Mohua nodded, "Thank you, Master."
Hu Biao helped him up, saying, "Let's go outside and sit for a while; it's too chaotic here."
Su Zikun immediately opened the door. "Master, please come in."
The group went downstairs, with Hu Biao and He Mohua leading the way, Lin Xi in the middle, and Su Zikun and Jiang Ji bringing up the rear.
Su Zikun nudged the person next to him, "Don't stand there in a daze. Once you've dealt with your uncle's matter, it'll be your turn to go on stage. Master Lin is leaving soon."
Jiang Ji lowered his eyes and remained silent.
I was interrupted when I wanted to say something, and now I'm afraid to speak it out.
Hu Biao stood in the elevator and urged, "You two hurry up and come in, let's go down together."
Su Zikun pulled Jiang Ji inside and secretly pinched him.
Little darling, it's your turn to perform.
Jiang Ji's mind was in complete chaos; he was numb and couldn't feel any pain.
The lobby on the first floor is beautiful and clean, with bright lighting.
Hu Biao raised his hand, "Master, please sit down, I'll go make some tea."
Lin Xi yawned. "No need to trouble yourself. You guys wait here for the police to arrive. I'm going back."
Hu Biao didn't insist. "Okay."
A truly skilled master can make millions in minutes; wasting time is equivalent to wasting money.
He took out his phone and paid voluntarily, "Master, how much?"
Lin Xi skillfully opened the QR code, "Ten thousand."
After receiving the money, she walked towards the door.
Su Zikun was very anxious and hurriedly called out, "Master, wait, Jiang Ji and I will see you off."
Lin Xi didn't turn around, but waved her hand behind her. "No need, someone's coming to pick me up. Bye-bye."
Now there was no reason to keep the master. Su Zikun stamped his foot, "Little ancestor, the third version of the plan failed. Next time, we'll try the fourth version, and it will definitely succeed..."
Jiang Ji watched the receding figure, his heart aching more and more, just like when he was five years old and learned that his younger sister had died.
Back then, his younger sister was drinking milk powder in his arms in the afternoon, and that evening he was told that his sister had died.
Now, his living, breathing sister stands there, about to leave him again.
Jiang Ji felt a dull pain in his chest, as if his heart was being pricked by countless needles.
No! This time, we can't do it like when we were kids!
At that moment, adrenaline surged.
Jiang Ji ran at the fastest speed she had ever seen, rushing to Lin Xi while crying and shouting.
"Sister, don't go, don't go..."
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