Triplets: Daddy, Please Pamper Us Lightly
Chapter 652 - 651: Dining Together_1

Chapter 652: Chapter 651: Dining Together_1

"Wesley, King and I are hungry—go hurry the kitchen along with breakfast."

Seeing Yan Ling standing still, Linxi commanded impatiently for her to get to work.

Unwilling to leave just like that, Yan Ling was already being wheeled past by Linxi.

If she made a move to stop her now, she would certainly arouse suspicion!

Yan Ling gritted her teeth, and eventually, with a smile, said, "No problem, I’ll go check the kitchen."

Watching the annoying woman disappear from her sight, Linxi couldn’t help but smirk with triumph.

She turned to the man in the wheelchair and said, "King, this Wesley is a problem. If he stays in the Dark Empire, he’s sure to bring danger our way. We should get rid of him just to be safe."

On hearing this, the man in the wheelchair unconsciously furrowed his eyebrows.

Subconsciously, he didn’t want anyone to harm that overly handsome man.

He responded coldly, "There’s no need to rush. Since we brought him back, let’s see what he plans to do. If he still has accomplices, we can catch them all at once."

At these words, a cold gleam flashed in Linxi’s eyes.

She said reluctantly, "But if you keep this threat at your side, I worry for you! I can only relax if he’s dead."

"Killing someone is easy. What I want is to find out who’s behind him. A successor that the Leo Family would regard highly, the person behind him must be extraordinary!"

Linxi was half-convinced, "Is that really what you think? Is it not that you can’t bear to kill him because he’s too handsome?"

The man, who was originally indifferent, gave Linxi a cold glance at these words and asked lightly, "Are you questioning my decision?"

Linxi jumped, immediately shaking her head, "No, I didn’t mean anything by it, I just think you’re too lenient with him!"

As if he hadn’t heard, King abruptly pressed the wheelchair button and maneuvered into the villa’s main hall.

When Linxi wanted to catch up, she heard him coldly warn her, "I hate it when people make decisions for me. If there’s a next time, even if you’re my fiancee, I won’t forgive you easily."

Watching the man’s merciless departure, Linxi stomped her foot in frustration.

All she wanted was to test whether King, who had been hypnotically altered, would continue to be bewitched by that flirty man.

But her test was unsuccessful and only made him colder toward her.

This was not the outcome she wanted.

No, she had to find a way to get closer to King soon.

Only when their relationship was confirmed would she no longer feel constantly insecure.

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When she reached the kitchen, Yan Ling instantly became the most popular person there, thanks to her sweet talk and good looks.

After satisfying her hunger, she and the maid served King his breakfast.

The dining room was empty except for King. Linxi was nowhere to be seen.

Thinking it odd, Yan Ling asked, "Where is Miss Linxi? Wasn’t she going to join us for breakfast?"

King said, "She’s busy. No need to worry about her."

Yan Ling shrugged. After the maid set down the tray, she said, "Then enjoy your meal, I won’t impose."

"Stop!" The man picked up his knife and fork and commanded.

Yan Ling hesitated, unsure what to do.

"Since Linxi’s not here, you accompany me for breakfast!"

King commanded coldly, his tone emotionless.

Initially, Yan Ling wanted to make an excuse to refuse, but when she met the man’s gaze, she changed her mind.

Yesterday, he had shown many different emotions for her. Today, he was looking at her coldly.

Something was strange!

Could it be that Linxi had once again used Memory Hypnosis on King when he was vulnerable?

To test him, Yan Ling started to make small talk.

"Do you remember what you promised me yesterday?"

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