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Chapter 1187

"Everyone can use it." Xiaoyu said: "But he was conquered by that uncle these days. He was rich. He just threw away 100,000 yuan at that time. He was too generous."

"More than ten years ago, whose room belonged to?" Xia Tian continued to ask.

Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "I was in elementary school more than ten years ago. How do you know whose room belongs to? Moreover, this Cuiyu Building will change its boss every few years and redecorate it. Who remembers what happened more than ten years ago?"

At this point, Xiaoyu seemed to have discovered something and asked in surprise: "Handsome guy, can that weird uncle come to our Cuiyu Tower to find his mistress more than ten years ago?"

"Why!"

Xia Tian sighed, and it was indeed a firework woman. Everything she said was full of dirty things from her mouth.

Soon, Xiaoyu took Xia Tian to this room on the third floor and looked in through the curtain outside the door. He indeed saw Wei Zhuang sitting inside.

"Handsome guy, is there anything else to tell me?" Xiaoyu blinked at Xia Tian, ​​and subconsciously thrust her chest. It was obvious that she had not given up and wanted to pose in front of Xia Tian.

However, how could Xiatian have any interest in her?

"there is none left."

Xia Tian responded coldly, then walked into the room.

At this time, in this room, the only son of Wei Zhuang sat alone in front of the tea table, looking very lonely and desolate.

There was confusion in his eyes, and his expression showed some loneliness.

In Xia Tian’s impression, Wei Zhuang has always been confident and spiritual, but now Wei Zhuang makes Xia Tian feel very strange.

"who?"

As soon as Xia Tian stepped into the house, Wei Zhuang's voice came from there. As a master, Wei Zhuang must have this sense of perception.

This roar is extremely powerful. I am afraid that ordinary people will definitely be scared after hearing it, but Xia Tian is still calm.

"It's me, Brother Wei!"

Xia Tian walked to Weizhuang. When Weizhuang saw Xia Tian, ​​a trace of difference appeared in his eyes: "Xia Tian, ​​why did you come here?"

Xia Tian sat opposite Weizhuang and said, "From the shore of Xizi Lake, I have been here with you."

"Are you following me?"

"Is there any problem?" Xia Tian smiled and said, "Uncle Yuan asked me to come to you. He knew that you would go out every night these days, and during the day, he was uneasy, so he asked me to come to you and ask you what was going on."

At this point, Xia Tian poured himself a cup of tea and said, "Brother Wei, what's the matter? Why are you used to visiting the kiln?"

Wei Zhuang glared at Xia Tian angrily and said, "Do you think I'm here to visit a kiln?"

"It's not like, where can I come to the kiln to drink only tea?"

"I heard Uncle Yuan say before that you came to Suhang more than ten years ago. At that time, you were going to challenge a swordsman with two swords, right? Later, you lost to him?"

"That's right." Wei Zhuang nodded.

"Later you met a beautiful woman here?"

"right."

Xia Tian suddenly laughed and said, "Brother Wei, if I guess correctly, the beauty you met must be from Cuiyu Tower, otherwise you wouldn't have been in this Cuiyu Tower all night."

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