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Li Ruo quickly lowered her head and blushed, "Sorry, I shouldn't have said something like that, I've already promised you that I will be with Jing Moxuan."

For a moment, the atmosphere had become a little tense, and Cheng Yichen's face was filled with pain. Sometimes, the things he could do were too little, and it would even cause her to feel wronged.

Why come here when you can't promise her anything? He really shouldn't have come, and shouldn't have told her that she was leaving. If he said these things, Li Ruo would only feel even more insecure.

"The one who should say sorry is me."

"Cheng Yichen, you will come." Li Ruo raised her head again, but his eyes were red, the corners of her mouth had a smile, the luster in his eyes reflected her face, her heart was sad, and her words had a tinge of expectation.

Cheng Yichen pursed his lips and laughed ashe nodded. After a while, she muttered out, "I do."

"I believe you."

Cheng Yichen nodded heavily. He really didn't want to leave for a moment as he was unwilling to part with his own woman. He wasn't willing to let her marry someone else.

A car was speeding along the road. Jing Moxuan sat on his seat with a cautious look on his face, and confirmed once again, "Are you sure that no one is following us?"

"I'm sure."

"That's for the best." Jing Moxuan said indifferently, but his heart still felt uneasy. He was truly afraid that he would not be able to receive the Sacred Hand. He had a feeling that something would happen today, and that he had been feeling uneasy since morning.

When he arrived at the airport, he followed his subordinates outside. However, he felt that something was amiss, so he found an opportunity to enter. The plane had already come to a halt, so it was reasonable to say that His Majesty had boarded the plane.

He searched carefully in the vast sea of people, but he could not find even half a shadow. He became more and more anxious.

Inside the cabin, a quiet man was about to leave. Who knew that someone would directly board the plane? The two of them looked at each other before the person who had squeezed onto the plane sat beside him.

"Sir, I'm getting off the plane." The man's face was exceptionally pale. There was a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked very refined and refined, just like a child.

"Mister Sacred Hand, are you coming with me?" Cheng Yichen turned his head to look at him with a smile that was not a smile, "I have something urgent."

His eyelids twitched, and then he laughed. "Sir, what are you talking about? "I'm not sure, and I don't know you. If you pester me, I'll call the police!"

As he said that, he stood up and called for his subordinates. Cheng Yichen immediately grabbed his shoulders and laughed, "Sacred Hand, I've waited for you to work hard, give me some face."

"I really am not some holy hand."

"It isn't?" Cheng Yichen smiled faintly, "Your body emitted a light medicinal fragrance, and this is the only proof that you are the Holy Hand. Follow me."

As he spoke, he pulled him up and walked outside with large strides. Occasionally, he would glance at the people beside him, afraid that they would cause any sort of conflict.

Sheng Lingzhu let out a helpless sigh, and said in a low voice, "You really have good eyesight. I thought that I had hidden it very well already."

"The Holy Doctor's body always shines."

"Don't flatter me, I'm not a good person." "Hehe, hehe," Sacred Hand laughed, with a look of helplessness on his face, he said, "This name was raised by everyone, but only a few people actually touched me. Cheng Yichen, do you really want to continue?"

The hand gripping his arm couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seemed that he had already expected that he would kidnap her, right? And even knew that he was Cheng Yichen?

"You must have put in some effort to get here, right?"

"I still want to know who took me away."

The two of them walked into the hall. Cheng Yichen dragged him to the washroom and said coldly, "There is another group of people fighting with me over you. Do you want to follow me or go with them?"

"Do I have a choice?" Sheng Lingzhu asked with a hint of amusement.

"Of course there is. Whether you can escape or not is of great concern to you." Cheng Yichen said with incomparable seriousness, "What is your choice?"

"Since you've recognized me, then that means you and I are fated to be together. Why would I go and provoke others?"

Cheng Yichen laughed and patted his shoulder, "I like your straightforward character."

However, the Holiness looked very young, and was very different from the rumors. For a moment, Cheng Yichen was not very confident, was this guy really the Holy-ranked Hands? After he found the door, he walked out with Hands of the Holy Hand. It was only after he got on the carriage that he couldn't help but ask this question.

"Are you really the Holy Hand?"

Sacred Hand nearly vomited blood when he heard this. The person who recognized him doubted his authenticity just as he was about to leave? He was beginning to wonder if he had been following the wrong person.

"You can put me back at the airport now."

Cheng Yichen laughed, "When you go back, those people would not be able to recognize you, and they would definitely not believe that Sacred Hand is actually a brat in his early twenties."

Hands' face instantly became unsightly, as if he wanted to refute, but he couldn't find any words to refute. In the end, he could only shrug his shoulders and say, "Fine, it's up to you. You're right, I'm only twenty."

"You must have had a painful childhood when you were so old?"

Sacred Hand's face darkened even more, he simply closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, no longer bothering with Cheng Yichen. This old man!

When they arrived at the mansion, Sacred Hand speechlessly shrugged his shoulders and asked, "Hey, why did you capture me? You have to tell me the reason why you're here, right?"

"Since you are the Hands of Holy Light, the reason I called you over is naturally because of your reputation. Otherwise, why do you think I would look for you?" Cheng Yichen's face was filled with helplessness, "Follow me."

He let out a sigh. It seemed that he had no choice but to go in. Otherwise, if he were to turn around and get beaten into a pile of coal, it would not be worth it.

After entering, the servant took over the Sacred Hand's case and placed it upstairs in the guest room. On the other hand, Cheng Yichen poured two cups of tea in the conference room, and said with squinted eyes, "You're really an old man, to actually like drinking tea, there aren't many people who would like to drink tea now, right?"

Sheng Lingzhu did not hesitate and directly sat on his chair, taking a sip from his teacup, "Good tea, you've gone through so much trouble to welcome me. Why?" You still want to keep me here for a few more days? "

"You can live here."

"Cough cough cough cough, are you not forcing me to live here? You took me all the way from the airport. " The Holy Emperor took another sip of tea, "But your tea is indeed good, thank you."

"There's no need to be polite, I called you here for a matter of course." Cheng Yichen unhurriedly said, "There must have been someone looking for you before, and even got the medicine for you."

Sacred Hand had a light smile on his face the entire time as he leisurely sipped on his tea. No one knew what he was thinking about, but Cheng Yichen had also stopped there and did not continue.

"Are you here for that woman as well?"

Cheng Yichen's eyes lit up, and he nodded heavily. "Indeed."

"I can cure you of that poison."

Cheng Yichen stood up excitedly, but he did not expect himself to accidentally knock over the teacup on the table, causing the tea to flow down, the Holy Hand involuntarily sighed out, "What a waste, what a shame, don't you know that?"

How could Cheng Yichen care about all this? Ye Zichen sat beside him and said excitedly, "It can really be solved?"

He nodded, and his eyes drooped slightly as he said with a hint of indifference, "I won't easily cure you."

"I know, what do you want? As long as I have something, I will definitely give it to you. "

His eyes were full of craftiness, "I definitely have a request to make this antidote, wait for you to agree before I can fulfill it."

"What request?"

He leaned back in his chair and enjoyed his tea. "This is my request. If you can do it, then do it. If you can't, then let me go."

Cheng Yichen was stunned on the spot, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond, "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure."

"Alright, I'll send someone to sign the contract now." Cheng Yichen sighed, but it could still be seen that his expression was relaxed, she was saved! He was finally saved!

Saint Hand casually sat there and poured himself another cup of tea. He indifferently asked, "What is the relationship between the person who sought me and the person you wanted to save?"

Cheng Yichen's eyes dimmed, and said coldly: "They are unmarried couples."

"Hehehe, you've lost out. You should have him sign the agreement with me." Sacred Hand laughed out loud. When he laughed, his eyes were like crescent moons. He was a very refined and handsome big boy.

Cheng Yichen said indifferently with a cold face, "If I am able to sign this agreement for her, there might be a person who is unable to do so."

"Your love is very deep, why doesn't that woman like you? You're not that ugly, but this woman has no eyes. Sheng Lingzhu sighed.

Cheng Yichen was speechless. There were too many things between him and Li Ruo, and it was not something that could be explained in a few words. He simply sighed and muttered, "You don't understand."

"What don't I understand?" "Do you know why I came to New York?"

"How would I know?"

"I'm here to attend the engagement ceremony, Old Master Jing personally called me, I found it hard to refuse you and agreed. But now, you're regretting it so much that you're trapping me here." The Holy Hand's face was filled with pain.

Then, he patted Cheng Yichen's shoulder. "Right, Old Master Jing and I are brothers, and you are Old Master Jing's grandson. According to seniority, I should be your elder."

Cheng Yichen never expected that Sacred Hand would be such a talkative person, so he opened his mouth and asked, "What are you thinking about, is the agreement done?"

The subordinates hurriedly brought over the agreement and placed it between the two of them. The agreement was divided into three parts and both of them took one, while the other part was given to the notary. However, they were short of one notary.

"Can we sign without a notary?" His face was full of disdain as he pushed the agreement to the side, "Cheng Yichen, why don't you think about it?"

Cheng Yichen did not even need to look at him, as he wrote his name down, and coldly said: "I've signed."

He shrugged his shoulders and signed his name, but only after he was done signing did he realize what kind of agreement was written on it, to ensure Jiang Ruoqing's safety both physically and mentally! Make sure? Sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I regret it now."

"No medicine for regret." Cheng Yichen snatched away the two agreements and expressionlessly passed it to his subordinates, then said in front of him, "Lock it inside the safe!"

Sacred Hand's eyes flashed, as though he had something on his mind, he asked after a long while: You want to save this woman, do you have any conflicts with Old Master Jing?

The moment he said those words, Cheng Yichen's heart skipped a beat and she asked solemnly, "What do you mean by that? Explain it clearly to me! "

"How do you expect me to say that? After all, I am brothers with the Old Master Jing and you actually threatened me. Who do you think I am on good terms with?"

He suddenly stood up and grabbed the Holy Hand's collar, and angrily growled, "You better explain it to me! Otherwise I want you to know why the flowers are so red! "