After rejecting my celebrity husband-Chapter 1610 - 1614: A Little Homesick

"Where is he?!"

Watching the subordinate return alone, Allen’s heart was filled with a sense of foreboding.

"Luo Xiaoqian didn’t return to the hotel. Her subordinates have checked out. I just contacted the airport..." The subordinate glanced nervously at the car window, "She... she’s already returned to Beijing!"

Bang!

Not waiting for Allen’s response, Luo Ke had already pushed open the car door and stepped out.

"What did you say?!"

"Sir..." The subordinate hung his head fearfully, "Luo... Miss Luo has gone directly back to Beijing!"

Luo Ke’s face instantly turned cold. He stepped forward abruptly and swung his fist fiercely.

A beautiful uppercut.

On the index finger of his right hand, there was a silver ring, engraved with patterns of snakes and roses.

At this moment, two small fangs on the open snake’s mouth were already raised, reflecting the distant lights, vaguely visible with the liquid oozing out—venom extracted from Africa’s most poisonous King Cobra, just a tiny amount is enough to be lethal.

This ring is specially made, containing snake venom, with a precise mechanism beside it. Once the mechanism is activated, the snake’s fangs will appear, and venom will be emitted from the tips, just like a real King Cobra.

Silver streaks in the air traced by the fangs, Luo Ke’s fist aimed at the side of the man’s face.

This punch was extremely heavy.

The subordinate felt a sharp pain in his neck, his body uncontrollably recoiling three steps backward. Despite this, he dared not resist in the slightest, remaining standing with his head bowed respectfully.

Allen stood nearby with his head lowered, tension visible in his eyes.

First, there was the failure to capture Leng Zirui, and now this unexpected turn with Luo Xiaoqian. It wasn’t hard to imagine how displeased his boss would be at this moment.

Allen had been by Luo Ke’s side for so many years, and he knew well what would follow when Luo Ke was in a bad mood.

Therefore, when he saw the beaten subordinate suddenly collapsing and convulsing on the ground, he wasn’t surprised. Instead, he took out a handkerchief and respectfully handed it to Luo Ke.

Taking the handkerchief, Luo Ke gently wiped his right hand and tossed it into Allen’s arms.

"Clean it up!"

Allen carefully took the handkerchief, his demeanor like handling a King Cobra.

"Yes, sir!"

Without so much as glancing at the corpse on the ground, Luo Ke turned and sat back in the car. Allen hurriedly closed the car door for him, and the driver took him out of the alley.

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After two hours of flying, the private jet returned to Beijing Capital Airport.

Having taken a brief rest on the plane, Luo Xiaoqian walked off with a relaxed face, stepping onto the car that Xiao Ding had waiting on the tarmac, "Sorry to trouble you so late?"

To prevent Leng Zimo from finding out, Luo Xiaoqian didn’t allow Ah Jiu to call the farm to send a car, but rang up Xiao Ding to pick her up.

"You’re too kind!" Xiao Ding started the car and turned his face towards her with concern, "Weren’t you scheduled to return tomorrow? Did something happen?"

"It’s nothing, I just..." Luo Xiaoqian slightly lifted the corners of her mouth, "Feeling a bit homesick!"

When leaving, she had thought Leng Zimo’s continual urging to stay was a bit exaggerated, considering she was only staying away for one night. How could it be such a big deal?

However, as she answered interviews, talking about their stories and shared moments, she suddenly realized just how much she missed him.