After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 1912

Chapter 1912: Chapter 1916: You’d Better Stop Dreaming

Luo Xiaoqian looked up at his face, "You don’t resemble him at all. I can see at a glance you’re not Leng Zirui, so stop dreaming!"

Leng Zirui lowered his face, leaned toward hers, "What about Leng Zimo? Don’t I look like him? Look at me, don’t you feel a bit familiar..."

"Familiar?" Luo Xiaoqian shoved him out of her room, "Seeing you only makes me feel disgusted."

Bam!

She slammed the door shut and locked it.

"Sissi, good night!"

Leng Zirui said, leaning against her door.

"Get lost!"

Luo Xiaoqian threw a sofa cushion at the door.

Across the hall, inside the study with its door ajar, Luo Ke frowned.

"Women are like that. Trust me, she’ll soon forget about that man." Leng Zirui re-entered the study, glanced at Luo Xiaoqian’s room, gently closed the door tight, "If there’s nothing else you need, I’ll be on my way."

"Where is he now?!" Luo Ke asked with a frown.

"Hospital morgue," Leng Zirui answered with a smile.

"Let’s go. I’ll see for myself." Luo Ke opened the study door and strode downstairs. Seeing one of his subordinates approaching, he immediately ordered, "Have the butler prepare the car, and also, keep an eye on Madame."

The subordinates leaped into action, one rushed downstairs to prepare the car, another went upstairs to guard Luo Xiaoqian.

Luo Ke took Leng Zirui with him as they walked out of the living room and got into the car, leaving the castle.

As the Leng brothers had anticipated, after the previous incident in the United Kingdom, the ever-suspicious Luo Ke decided to see for himself. He wouldn’t feel at ease until he saw Leng Zimo’s corpse.

Sitting beside him in the car, Leng Zirui casually whistled, gazing lazily out the window.

Luo Ke looked closely at the photo on the screen.

In the photo of Leng Zimo, there were no obvious flaws. Whether it was the way the suit was sprayed with blood from the bullet entering, or his twisted posture and expression, nothing seemed amiss.

No...

No way!

Luo Ke’s gaze landed on Leng Zimo’s left wrist, and as he looked at the wristwatch partially exposed outside the suit, his emerald green eyes narrowed slowly.

This wristwatch?!

He lightly raised his finger to zoom in on the photo, carefully examining the watch, then exclaimed sharply.

"Stop the car!"

With a screech, the car abruptly stopped on the road.