Chapter 638 The Pureblood Prisoner 12
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Hearing what 011 said, Jinqian remembered that today is the third day, and the doll collector should come.

She returned to Po Ya's room, just about to tell him that she was leaving first, but who knows, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

The sound was loud, not like knocking on the door with your hands, but kicking the door with your feet.

Jin Qian frowned unhappily.

This man is too arrogant.

She wanted to tell Po Ya that if he wanted, she could help him get rid of that person, but who knew, Po Ya took Jin Qian's hand first.

And very boldly hid her behind the door, and said in a panic: "Jin, Lord Jinqian, I have offended you!"

"Please don't make a sound! Don't make a sound!"

Seeing his anxious look, Jinqian nodded expressionlessly, agreeing.

Only then did Poya feel relieved.

He stepped out, ready to go out and open the door.But before he could reach the doorknob, the wooden door was easily kicked away by the man who came.

"Pia!!"

"Paya!!! Where are you going!!!"

"Did I call you deaf??"

Poya was affected by the kicked door, and retreated steadily.

"Uncle Po... Powen..."

"I, I fell asleep just now, no, I didn't hear..."

uncle?

Hearing this address, Jin Qian hid in the room and raised her eyebrows.

The man who came to him every three days turned out to be Poya's uncle.

Powen said angrily: "Asleep?? Do you still dare to sleep?? Have you finished the task I gave you?!"

"I've told you hundreds of times, you should be such a hard worker! You are so lazy, how can you still be worthy of your sister who died early to give birth to you!!"

Poya was used to being yelled at, and he shrank humbly.

"Uncle, uncle... You, I have finished the task you gave me, I, I will bring it to you..."

Powen snorted coldly, and sat down impatiently on the chair.

Taking advantage of the time when Poya went to get the doll, he looked left and right at home in disgust.

Suddenly, Amber moved her nose, as if she noticed something was wrong.

Poya handed Powen the box full of dolls and liners.

"Uncle, uncle... that's all here."

Pervin frowned, and stood up from the chair with a jerk.

"Wait, what's this smell?"

taste?

Poya was a little flustered.

"What, what smell?"

Powen rolled his eyes, sniffed a few more times, and said, "This smell... This smell is obviously the smell of stewed chicken!!"

"Poya!! Why does your house smell like this?!?!"

Poya panicked: "Ah?? What does it smell like stewed chicken??"

Powen grabbed Poya's collar angrily, bit his back molars and said, "Poya, answer me carefully, did you eat stewed chicken at home?"

"My house has been losing chickens for the past two days, did you steal it?!"

Poya was easily picked up by Powen, her face turned red from being suppressed.

He stammered: "I, I didn't steal..."

"Uncle, uncle, I really didn't steal..."

Seeing his fragile appearance, Powen let go of him and sneered disdainfully.

"Hmph. You better not steal."

"I'm going to see your kitchen now. If you lie, see if I don't beat you to death, you liar!"

Poya was very nervous. In the kitchen, there is a chicken given to him by the vampire...

(End of this chapter)

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