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.”

amount, Zeng Zhili was insatiable. He

she got back. A transfer might not be accepted by him, but he couldn’t refuse

She gave thanks once more, something

everyone, as if not wanting to

his curiosity about Wen Changling peaked. Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable urgency

ask you

“Ask.”

truly ‘cast

Wind Town of Flower City could ‘cast a spell.’ In the 21st century, to Xie Shang, such superstitions seemed

her eyes

could ‘cast

her would bring great misfortune. He claimed any man who got involved with a Wen

even brought up his uncle, saying that seven years ago, there was an unlucky man who died because

spell,’ you

“I wouldn’t ‘cast a

tone was one she reserved for people she knew

“So you actually can?”

Shang had never

her closer to him, then she went on

know what she was

trimmed index finger. Her cool skin brushed against

The eyelids trembled slightly where her finger touched, like a raindrop falling into

he found Wen Changling

the temperature of her skin remained, with a delayed, ticklish sensation

were you just

was secretive: “I was ‘casting a spell’ on

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