Chapter 347: Chapter 34 Ji Lin’s Secret_3 Chapter 347: Chapter 34 Ji Lin’s Secret_3 Lin Xian reached out, attempting to take the envelope.
Angelica lifted her index finger, turning the envelope upright, causing Lin Xian to grasp at nothing:
“Answer my question first.”
Lin Xian turned his head away, chuckling lightly:
“You still haven’t got a clue about the situation, have you, Angelica?
This is something Ji Lin left for me, it has nothing to do with you.
You’re just the messenger, why are you trying to make demands?”
“I’m not going to answer any of your questions, so you might as well give up on that idea right now.
This isn’t a field you should be stepping into.
I reckon Ji Xinshui and Ji Lin didn’t tell you about the Genius Club because they didn’t want you to wade into these murky waters.
You’d better listen to them and just be an honest actress.”
Angelica pulled out a lighter and lit it, the flame dancing on the lighter.
“Don’t smoke in the car.” Lin Xian reminded her.
Angelica smiled faintly.
She placed the white envelope above the flame of the lighter:
“I’ll give you ten seconds to think, Lin Xian.”
“No need for ten seconds, just burn it.”
Lin Xian looked at her indifferently:
“I really don’t care about whatever Ji Lin left for me.
You really are quite the actress…
There’s no Oscar here for you, so what are you performing?”
During this period, Lin Xian felt surrounded by drama queens.
VV was one in his dreams, and now Angelica before him was no different.
Ji Lin had clearly assigned her to deliver something…
and she dared to burn it?
Angelica lowered the envelope and used the flame of the lighter to ignite it!
The bright white envelope started burning instantly!
Angelica was calm and smiling, watching Lin Xian.
Lin Xian’s expression remained unchanged.
Yet inside, he was somewhat puzzled…
What exactly was this woman up to?
Why was it all so incomprehensible?
Lin Xian recalled what Ji Lin had said about Angelica.
It was a few days before Ji Lin’s birthday, when Lin Xian went to his villa to decorate, he saw a photo in the bedroom.
In it was a young Angelica and Ji Lin, standing in front of Ji Xinshui.
At that time, Ji Lin told Lin Xian:
“Angelica is also very smart.
Hollywood, such a complex place, isn’t for just anyone to make it.”
“She has many strengths.
Even in terms of action, I’ve never seen a stronger woman than her.
Her initiative is truly strong, almost…
“You’re also very proactive, like driving alone to chase the killer…
If it hadn’t been for the bomb suddenly exploding, were you planning to use the sports car to stop the taxi?
Or to flip the taxi over?”
“Angelica is that kind of person.
She can do such things too.
Not just in movies, in reality…
she’s quite similar.”
In terms of initiative.
Lin Xian admitted, Angelica’s decisive act of burning the envelope did catch him off guard for a moment.
It was almost a reflex, he instinctively wanted to stop her.
That was what Ji Lin had left for him, a clue about the Genius Club.
It was what he urgently needed at the moment, to say he didn’t want it would be a lie.
The white envelope was already half burnt.
Lin Xian still did not make a move.
He was curious to see what game the woman was playing.
When the flame was about to reach her fingers, Angelica chuckled and shook her head:
“No wonder, Ji Lin said he’d found a good friend.
I underestimated you.”
A small silver metal object fell from the burnt envelope, landing on the ground at their feet.
Lin Xian looked down and saw it was a key.
No wonder Angelica dared to burn the envelope straight away.
The key itself wasn’t afraid of fire; she was deliberately testing him.
“This is what Ji Lin left for you.”
Angelica bent over, picked up the key, and threw it into Lin Xian’s lap:
“New Jersey, Princeton, 112 Marshal Street.”
She looked at Lin Xian with interest:
“Do you know whose house this is?”
“Isn’t it Ji Lin’s?” Lin Xian replied.
“Of course, it’s Ji Lin’s now.
He bought this old house quite a while ago.
You’re probably not familiar with Princeton, but this street number is actually quite well-known in Mi Country.”
“It’s a historic house.
Decades ago, the greatest physicist in the world lived in this house…”
Angelica licked her lips, watching Lin Xian: