For the brothers of the Leng Family, Luo Ke can be said to hate them to the core.
Among them, especially Leng Zirui.
After all, Leng Zimo is only hated by Luo Ke because Luo Xiaoqian loves him. But Night Fox Leng Zirui not only caused him to lose two capable subordinates but also helped Leng Zimo against him. Naturally, Luo Ke hated him even more.
His subordinates relayed orders through a wireless mic, and shortly afterward, twenty or thirty subordinates, fully armed, arrived in the hall. Leng Zirui immediately turned and walked towards the door.
"Everyone, follow me!"
As long as he takes Luo Ke and these people away, the small number left should be easy for Leng Zimo to handle, ensuring a smooth escape from the island.
"You guys go first, I’ll go upstairs to take a look." Luo Ke didn’t leave but turned to walk upstairs, with the Butler hurrying to follow, "Mike, Ray... you two come upstairs with me."
Since they are from the Leng Family, they naturally came for Luo Xiaoqian. Although Luo Ke wants to catch Leng Zirui, he is equally worried about Luo Xiaoqian. After much difficulty, he finally got hold of her, and he will not allow any mishap.
He must arrange things well for Luo Xiaoqian before he can focus on capturing Leng Zirui with peace of mind.
Watching Luo Ke go up the stairs, Leng Zirui’s heart tightened. He deliberately said loudly, "Mr. Luo Ke, you go upstairs first, I’ll lead them to the mountain forest to assist Roselia?"
Just now, Luo Ke had already told them to go ahead. This sentence, he repeated on purpose, was to remind Leng Zirui again that Luo Ke would bring people upstairs. So, he deliberately emphasized the word "you."
Luo Ke turned his face from the stairs, "This time, don’t let him escape!"
"Yes, sir!" Leng Zirui pretended to be respectful.
Although worried about Leng Zimo, he still quickly led the group of subordinates toward the door.
In the current situation, only the two of them were here, along with the pregnant and amnesiac Luo Xiaoqian. If he suddenly exposed himself, the consequences might be even more troublesome.
Even now, having lost her memory and not remembering who he was, the feeling remained the same.
Even if the memory is gone, the love remains!
Just one look from him was enough to make her heart race.
Because he was her male god.
Since her teenage years, she had always regarded him as an idol, fantasizing about being in love with him — the male god whose eyes had remained unchanged from his youth to now.
Looking at the slightly shy and familiar expression on Luo Xiaoqian’s face in front of him, Leng Zimo’s lips curved in satisfaction under his mask. His right palm lifted as if wanting to touch her face.
As his fingertips touched her skin, both of them felt an electrifying sensation emanating from where their skin met.

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