Chapter 138: Farewell

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After such a thing happened in the mansion, a thorough investigation would surely be carried out. At that time, the nasty things they did would sooner or later be found out.

At this moment, Zhao Fengyun was in no mood to care about this. Zhao Sheng had committed suicide. All his anger was directed at the fake son.

Zhao Fengyun gritted his teeth and instructed. “Take him away. I want to interrogate him personally.”

The guards took Zhao Anhuai away.

Zhao Anhuai glanced at Liu Sanniang with a deep gaze. He smiled at Liu Sanniang as if saying that he wasn’t afriad of any tortures inflicted on him.

Liu Sanniang looked at Zhao Anhuai. Everyone was afraid of something. It just needed time to find out.

Sun Yarou looked at Liu Sanniang and smiled bitterly. “Miss Liu, thank you.”

Zhao Fengyun looked at Liu Sanniang. “Sorry, I was rude to you before. Please don’t take it to heart.”

Liu Sanniang looked at Sun Yarou and said, “Madam, I’m sorry for your loss. Your son in heaven also hopes that Madam will be well.”

Tears streamed down Sun Yarou’s face, and she was so choked up that she could not speak. The sorrow in her heart could not be erased. When she saw that her son was gone, her heart was torn.

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If not for Liu Sanniang’s help, she did not know if she could have survived.

Zhao Fengyun was deeply hurt.

When Liu Sanniang saw this, she silently retreated. Liu Sanniang thought of the fake Zhao Anhuai. He had been called Zhao Anhuai by his servants since he was young. This was a conspiracy that started more than ten years ago and was designed by someone behind the scene.

And Liu Sanniang had poked a hornet’s nest.

Chu Yan held Liu Sanniang’s hand. Liu Sanniang was shocked and her thoughts were interrupted. She wanted to break free, but Chu Yan seemed to know what she was going to do. He held her hand and interlocked his fingers with hers. “Sanniang, I’ll always be there with you.”

He would be by her side no matter what.

Liu Sanniang blushed and said in a soft voice, “Didn’t people say that psychics can’t get married? We…”

Would they have a good ending?

Chu Yan chuckled. “Do you know that thousands of years ago, all cultivators had Dao companions? They cultivated together and never abandoned each other.”

Dual cultivation?

Liu Sanniang looked at Chu Yan in surprise. “Are you also a psychic?”

“Yeah.”

Chu Yan replied.

Liu Sanniang couldn’t help but ask. “Then, what is your ability?”

No wonder she couldn’t read Chu Yan’s mind or sense his memories. It turned out that he was a psychic too.

Chu Yan pinched Liu Sanniang’s finger. “I can’t tell you that.”

Chu Yan raised his hand and looked at the slender fingers in his hand. The fingers were chubby and cute. He smiled. “I’ll take the same path as you.”

So, there was no need to worry about them separating.

Liu Sanniang blushed slightly. She did not dare to look into Chu Yan’s eyes. The seed in her heart seemed to have grown a little and emitted a sweet fragrance.

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