Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Song Le pursed his lips in confusion, and said stubbornly, "I know him better than you!"

"He's not in the palace anymore."

Lu Zhizhi kept telling himself to calm down in his heart.

Never give that bastard a chance to come back.

Song Le didn't react, and said in a daze: "What?"

Lu Zhizhi's amber eyes were deeper than usual, staring at her bewildered expression.

He said softly: "He is no longer in the palace, he has fled, you will never be able to be with him openly, Le'er, are you willing? Because of this kind of waste, your parents and your family will be ashamed."

Song Le was taken aback for a moment, then frowned.

Lu Zhizhi reached out to rub her eyebrows and said, "Le'er, don't look at me like this, I like you."

Song Le didn't expect him to say this, and stepped back to avoid his hand: "I said it before, I—"

"This, that, then I will report for you, little girl, you wait here first." The thug said without thinking too much.

Lu Zhizhi was stunned, his eyes became moist in an instant, and grievances flooded up uncontrollably.

Song Le gritted her teeth and walked in. It was really noisy inside. There were huge crowds of people, all kinds of characters, and the smells were also varied. The low-quality rouge powder in it made her nose feel uncomfortable.

Obviously, he was the one who discovered this person first!

There seemed to be a voice roaring hysterically inside.

"It's okay, I'll go back by myself later."

Song Le didn't return home immediately, she frowned and said to the driver: "Just put me down here."

"...But I have something important to tell him."

"Boss?" The thug scratched his head, "Boss doesn't come out easily to meet people."

Song Le reported his name gratefully.

It was as if the feelings towards Lu Zhizhi were completely deprived, there was only shallow politeness and politeness towards him, no matter how deep it was, it was like a blank.

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After finally finding the person from the gambling house among the crowd, she hurried over and asked, "Excuse me, where is your boss?"

Song Le pursed her lips, unwilling to be stubborn with him any longer.

She felt that she should be touched by these words, and she should also feel sad for Shang Lu Zhizhi's red eyes, but her heart was a pool of stagnant water, which could not stir up any waves.

But not long after, I saw the thug coming back alone, scratching his head and saying: "The boss said, I don't know you, no see."

Song Le was stunned, and quickly said: "Your boss is the boss..."

Didn't Ah Xing take over the gambling house? Song Le, with the mentality of trying it out, looked at the tall and burly thug nervously.

Song Le looked at his back, frowned, after thinking about it, he just bowed cautiously and left.

"Alright then." The coachman stopped in front of the casino.

"...You go first." He said in a low voice.

Song Le, who was in a daze, frowned in confusion and had no choice but to go out, completely unaware that there was a dude behind him who looked her up and down with evil eyes.

But before he took two steps, he turned back and asked stupidly, "By the way, what's your name?"

He hurriedly closed his eyes and turned his back.

"What he can give you, what he can't give you, I can do it all, why not me..."

She described Lu Xingfu's appearance, and the thug shook his head: "No, no, little girl, you must have mistaken someone."

"Little Miss?"

"Why can't it be me?" Lu Zhizhi bit her lip, her posture was already lowered, and she was not allowed to continue talking.

Song Le took a deep breath and said lightly: "Brother Zhizhi, it's not because of anything, just because I like him, even if he has nothing, I also like him, I'm sorry."

Just as he was about to reach out to her, he was hit hard on the back of his hand by a dice. He cried out in pain and angrily withdrew his hand to cover it and shouted to the surroundings.

On the second floor, a well-dressed young man with a fan lightly fanned him without seeing his movements, and inexplicably asked the ugly man beside him:

"Why don't you go out and meet your sweetheart? It's too much if you want to start messing around and end up giving up?"

Lu Xingfu, who was wearing a human skin mask, looked at the person who tried to touch her with dead eyes, but said to Zhao Mo: "Leave my business alone."

The icy voice made Zhao Mo's fan stop and tremble.