After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 524

Chapter 524: Chapter 527: My Name Is Leng Zirui [3]

"I’ll be there immediately!"

Leng Zimo threw off the blanket and got out of bed, yanking off the needle from his hand and leaping to the floor barefooted, rushing towards the door.

"Zimo?" Shen Yizhou hurriedly followed him out.

"Xiao Qian has been found, I’m going to see her."

Leng Zimo did not look back as he answered, already sprinting up the stairs, taking two steps at a time as he dashed downwards, until on the last step, his foot slipped, and his body shook violently. Fortunately, he managed to steady himself by grabbing hold of the wall, preventing a fall.

Seizing the opportunity, Shen Yizhou rushed over and caught his arm, "She’s already been found; there’s no need to rush this moment. How can you drive in this state? Put on your shoes, I’ll take you there!"

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Riverside Fragrant Mansion.

Jiao Yang lowered his hand holding the cell phone, pinching his nose bridge.

Ever since last night, he had been hesitating whether to make this call or not, but in the end, he chose to inform Leng Zimo.

It wasn’t for any other reason than that he couldn’t bear to see Luo Xiaoqian go on like this any longer; her eyes were not meant for tears and melancholy.

As Jiao Yang turned to go upstairs, the doorbell rang.

Turning to walk towards the door, a hint of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

Having just finished the call, Leng Zimo couldn’t possibly have arrived so quickly. Who could it be this early?

Walking through the foyer, he reached out and pulled open the door.

Outside stood a tall, young man bundled in a coat.

The man was about the same age as him, dressed somewhat untidily with evidence of mud on his trouser legs, and despite the specks of mud on his face, a certain devilish charm permeated his handsome features, his slightly squinted eyes scrutinizing him.

Jiao Yang stepped aside from the doorway, "Come in and talk."

"No need," Leng Zirui said, taking out his cell phone from his pocket. "The person who wants to see her isn’t me."

Jiao Yang glanced at his dialing fingers, "If you’re about to call Leng Zimo, then there’s no need; I’ve already done so just now."

Leng Zirui put his phone back into his pocket, and when his eyes fell on Jiao Yang again, they carried a touch of amusement.

"My name is Leng Zirui!"

Introducing himself, he reached out his right hand to Jiao Yang.

He hadn’t mentioned his name before because he felt this man wasn’t worthy of knowing it yet, but now, he had changed his mind.

Even though this man was his brother’s romantic rival, he seemed quite interesting.