After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 1883 - 1887: I Have a Date

"Luo Ke has a subordinate also named ROY, and he looks very much like me. My mission this time is to disguise myself as him and eliminate Cobra."

At this point, Leng Zirui could only lay everything out to him.

Leng Zimo listened, his already furrowed brows furrowing even deeper, "Luo Ke isn’t dead. You must end this mission immediately."

Even if Leng Zirui had a similar face to this ROY, such a mission was too dangerous.

After all, Luo Ke had seen Leng Zirui before. If something went wrong, it could be fatal.

As the older brother, Leng Zimo naturally couldn’t allow his sibling to take such risks, even if it was for a mission.

"I’ve already met with Luo Ke. He’s not suspicious of me yet, but... he wants me to kill you." Leng Zirui’s tone was somewhat helpless.

"Then..." Leng Zimo gripped the receiver tightly, "Have you seen Xiao Qian?"

"That’s why I’m calling you." Leng Zirui took a deep breath, "She’s okay, don’t worry."

In that person’s hands, how could she be fine, and how could he not worry?!

Leng Zimo pressed his lips together and spoke again, "Take me... I want to see Luo Ke."

"No way!" Leng Zirui immediately refused, "It’s too risky. Where are you? I’ll come find you. We can talk in person. I have a plan to rescue Xiao Qian."

Leng Zimo gave his hotel address and room number.

"I’ll be there in no more than two hours." Leng Zirui’s voice turned serious, "If you don’t want anything to happen to Xiao Qian, just wait there obediently for me."

Leng Zimo hesitated on the phone for a long time, finally managing a difficult "Okay, I’ll wait for you for two hours."

After hanging up, Leng Zimo memorized the hotel’s name and room number in his mind.

Deleting the call record on his phone, Leng Zirui left the bathroom again, walked into the living room, and waved lightly at the two men stationed by the door.

"You two stay here, I’m going out for a bit."

The two men immediately answered respectfully, and one handed him the car key.

Taking the car key, Leng Zirui strode to the door and pulled it open.

Outside the door, Ah Ke was about to knock.

"What’s up?"

"Mr. Lei says he wants to meet and have a talk with you," Ah Ke said.

"I’m afraid I can’t right now. I’m heading out." Leng Zirui waved his phone at him, "I have an appointment, it’ll take about three hours."

Ah Ke smiled, "Then, sir, what about your mission?"

"I said I’d complete it within three days, there’s still time." Leng Zirui lazily waved the car keys and walked into the corridor, "You should know my wounded spirit needs comfort right now."

"Alright then." Ah Ke chuckled lightly behind him, "I’ll see you at dinner with Mr. Lei tonight, right?"

"Of course." Leng Zirui waved his hand without turning back, and stepped into the elevator.

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United Kingdom, London.

Mo Bei lay quietly on the hospital bed, her face pale, eyes tightly shut.

Beside the bed, Mo Wenxiu frowned as he looked at his daughter, "Is she really okay?"

"Miss Mo’s indicators are all very normal, the data shows there are no problems with her body," the doctor replied courteously from the side.

"Then why hasn’t she woken up from her coma?" Mo Wenxiu asked in confusion.

Ever since she witnessed the explosion, Mo Bei had fallen into a coma on the spot and hadn’t woken up since.