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Han Song didn't speak immediately. He was weighing the truthfulness of Lu Xingchen's words.

"How did you know such a secret news?"

His eyes were like two sharp swords, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.

Under his gaze, Lu Xingchen could only barely maintain his composure, his nerves tense: "Of course I have my own information channels. I can guarantee that the antique was delivered to the capital a few days ago."

"How can I be sure that your news is true? What if you are lying to me?" Han Song tapped his knees with his fingers, his eyes sharp.

"I can't possibly tell you where my information came from. I need your help now. There's no need to lie to you. It won't do me any good." Lu Xingchen clenched his fingers tightly.

Han Song stared at him, the smile on his face had long disappeared, his scrutinizing eyes were as cold as a venomous snake, tearing off the mask of hypocrisy, this was his true nature.

The next second, he suddenly laughed again, and that hint of coldness suddenly disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.

"Don't be nervous, I know you wouldn't dare lie to me."

"Just as I guessed, it seems that they did transport the antiques to the capital, but they may not have placed them in Yunshan Villa."

Lu Xingchen subconsciously asked back: "Why?"

"The matter of the Han family's antiques has caused a lot of controversy. Not everyone will believe those stories, especially people like Yuan Shenghe. He will definitely suspect that there are some secrets in the antiques. Otherwise, why would he bring the antiques back to the capital?"

Seeing that he had regained his gentle and elegant demeanor, Lu Xingchen felt relieved even though he knew he was pretending. "You mean, he might have handed the antique over to an expert?"

Han Song smiled and nodded, "Yes, that should be the case. The problem now is to confirm which expert he should give the antique to for appraisal, and it has to be done quickly."

There are too many antique experts in the capital, but it is not impossible to find out. As long as we start from their relationships, we can narrow the scope a lot.

"I can help you find out, but I have a condition." Lu Xingchen suddenly said.

Han Song looked at him in surprise and raised his eyebrows.

He was just thinking about who to ask for help to check it out.

His deceased father was an antique collector, so he knew many antique dealers. It was not difficult to ask them about the matter, but the problem was how to get the information he wanted without arousing suspicion.

He didn't count on Lu Xingchen. Although this man had secrets, he didn't take them seriously.

"It seems that the secrets about you are deeper than I thought." He looked at Lu Xingchen with interest, as if he had to re-evaluate the value of this person.

Lu Xingchen was very aware of this kind of look, but he didn't care. On the contrary, only if he had more bargaining chips would he be qualified to negotiate. Otherwise, in the eyes of these superiors, he was a plaything and a chess piece.

This time they did not go to the hotel. After discussing the matter, Han Song let him leave.

Lu Xingchen walked out of the hotel, his mood still gloomy.

He somewhat regretted provoking Han Song before. These family heads were indeed tough guys. He had been too arrogant and careless before.

Han Song is more difficult to control than any other person he has ever conquered. This man is too shrewd, and his mind is deeper than Han Shiming's. He is not someone he can play with.

Lu Xingchen was driving the car out of the parking lot. Because he was thinking about something, he didn't pay attention and collided with a car coming from the opposite direction.

Fortunately, the speed of both cars was not fast and the collision was not serious.

Lu Xingchen unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. He took a look at the place where the collision occurred and saw that the bumper had fallen off directly. He felt heartbroken immediately because this was his favorite sports car.

Because the Lu family invested in the resort project, they had almost no money at home, and his private money had basically been emptied out. How much would it cost to repair such a luxury supercar?

"How did you drive?" The driver from the opposite side got off the car and saw the marks left by the collision, looking displeased.

"I'm driving normally, how do I know how you drive?" Lu Xingchen was already in a bad mood tonight. When a driver who was driven by someone else dared to yell at him, his face immediately turned cold.

The driver thought he would admit his mistake, but he didn't expect the other party to lose his temper. He was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "It's your responsibility in the first place. What's your attitude? Do you still want to shirk your responsibility?"

He thought he was driving carefully and there was no problem when he came in. It was obvious that the other party turned too big when leaving and ended up hitting his car, but he still dared to shirk responsibility.

"If you have a better attitude, I will naturally compensate for my responsibility. With your attitude, I don't want to compensate." Lu Xingchen's face was gloomy. His complexion has indeed been bad recently, and now it looks even darker, with a bit of hostility on his face.

The driver was a little scared, but he was even more speechless after hearing his words, "Why do you think my attitude is bad? It's obviously you who don't admit it. How can you be like this? You talk nonsense!"

Lu Xingchen's eyes were gloomy. Even a driver wanted to bully him. Did he really think he was made of clay?

Just when his emotions were about to get out of control, the back seat of the car opened.

A blond foreign man came down from behind and walked towards them.

"What's going on? It hasn't been dealt with yet?" The foreign man spoke in Chinese, but with a slight accent, but one could still clearly understand what he meant.

Lu Xingchen looked over impatiently. The foreign man was tall and straight, with deep and handsome facial features. He was wearing a simple and fashionable suit, and there was a hint of fatigue in his furrowed brows.

He couldn't take his eyes off him for a moment, not because the other person was handsome, but because he suddenly discovered that the foreign man in front of him had quite a lot of luck.

Although it's not as strong as Yuan Shenghe's luck, it's stronger than Han Shiming's.

"Sir, I accidentally scratched your car. I'm really sorry."

The driver stared at Lu Xingchen with wide eyes, wondering why young people nowadays are so moody.

He was so arrogant and speechless just a second ago.

The next second he became polite and his attitude suddenly softened.

He was a little confused. The car the other party was driving didn't look cheap, so he should not be short of money. So what was he trying to do?

Andrew took a look at the two cars that were scratched and could tell at a glance that Lu Xingchen's sports car was worth at least more than 200 million. To him, more than 200 million was certainly not a lot, but anyone who could spend more than 200 million to buy a sports car should have a good family background, especially in this city called Jingcheng. It was said that the people here were either rich or noble.

Before coming here, someone had warned him to be careful and not bring their way of doing things to this country.

"It's okay, as long as no one is hurt." Andrew put away his thoughts and his gaze softened when he looked at Lu Xingchen. The young man looked good, but his complexion was too bad and his skin was a little sallow.

"No, no, no, this is my fault. I was not paying attention while driving. I will compensate you, sir, don't worry."

Lu Xingchen raised his face, and like every time he came into contact with prey, he clearly presented his outline to the attacker he was targeting.

He has a handsome appearance, like a boy next door. He is naturally friendly and non-aggressive, so the elders like him very much.

As for men, they will have a desire to protect the weak, especially those who are as weak as little white rabbits.

However, he forgot that due to the lack of luck, his complexion was not very good, which resulted in his temptations no longer being invincible.