Chapter 50 - 50 049 Cast a spell You should love me

Chapter 50: 049: Cast a spell: You should love me Chapter 50: 049: Cast a spell: You should love me Xie Shang hung up the phone: “Wasn’t talking about you.”

Oh, he was referring to the person on the other end of the call.

It seemed that person had also hit someone, no wonder they encountered Xie Shang at the police station.

“Have you eaten well?”

“Mhm.”

Xie Shang took her raincoat: “Then let’s go.”

The night after the rain was windy. Summer had arrived late this year, and the moist breeze was cool. It caressed the skin without cutting to the bone, providing a snug comfort.

Xie Shang drove very slowly. Wen Changling was a bit sleepy and didn’t feel much like talking. She rested her head against the window, watching the uniformly spaced streetlights racing backward, lulling her to drowse. The volume of the car radio was turned down low, a singer’s voice wafting through, sounding pleasant.

The drive took half an hour, and the car stopped at the back gate of the yard.

Wen Changling got out of the car first, followed by Xie Shang, with her raincoat in his hand. She asked him, “Did you give Zeng Zhili the money?”

“Mhm.”

Wen Changling had also planned to settle the matter with money. For someone like Zeng Zhili, money would be the quickest solution.

He wanted money, right? Beating him up and then offering a settlement and covering his medical bills was something Wen Changling could push herself to accept.

“How much? I’ll pay you back.”

“No need, it wasn’t much.”

Zeng Zhili was insatiable. He surely

when she got back. A transfer might not be accepted by him, but he

once

keep her distance from everyone, as if not wanting to form too many ties

Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable urgency and didn’t want

I ask you

“Ask.”

you truly ‘cast

people said the Wen family’s girl from Wind Town of Flower City could ‘cast a spell.’ In the 21st century, to Xie Shang,

in answering, her eyes forthright: “Did Zeng Zhili

could ‘cast a spell’ on

great misfortune. He claimed any man

that seven years ago, there was an unlucky man who died because of Wen Yuan and

spell,’

smiled: “I wouldn’t ‘cast a spell’ on that

tone was one she reserved for people she knew well,

“So you actually can?”

Shang had never believed

Changling lifted her head, took a step forward, bringing her closer to him, then she went on tiptoes,

know what she was doing and

his forehead with her neatly trimmed index finger. Her cool skin brushed against his, then his

eyes instinctively closed due to the reflex. The eyelids trembled slightly

opened his eyes again, he found Wen Changling smiling, a joyful

as if the temperature of her skin remained, with a delayed, ticklish sensation prompting him to touch it subconsciously.

were you

Changling’s demeanor was secretive: “I was ‘casting

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