Chapter 397: Inconsistency

Bai Zheng squatted down, with a pair of pitch black eyes staring at Lee Xiaoming: "Why is it impossible? Since you went to the teahouse, wouldn't it be normal for you to meet Zhuling? "

"But servant, servant clearly remembers that I didn't run into anyone along the way …"

Lee Xiaoming said that, but he was very empty in his heart.

Why did he mention Zhuling? How could he have met Zhuling?

He did not allow the enigmatic Madam Hou before him to ask him what his intentions were.

Hearing that, Bai Zheng's brows slightly raised, and laughed coldly: "Didn't you say earlier that you don't remember those trivial matters? How can you be so sure that you didn't run into Zhuling? "

"I... "Slave …" Lee Xiaoming's head was already covered in sweat.

How could he explain it? That he didn't go at all? How can that be!

Lee Xiaoming's mind was in a mess.

Looking at Lee Xiaoming's messy appearance, Bai Zheng's mouth formed a cold smile.