Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"For a poor bastard like you who never knows what happiness is, if you follow her sneakily every day, do you think you are the greatest happiness?"

Now, the things that happened before, such as the innocent change of dishes in the restaurant, the delivery of anonymous flower baskets... It seems that the truth can be revealed.

Song Bingjue threw him on the ground like trash, his eyes full of contempt:
"Like a bedbug, lingering on its last legs but persistently appearing in Wanwan's life, but she doesn't even know you exist, and still thinks you are a pervert... No, you are indeed a pervert."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Hearing such an evaluation, Liu Zicheng laughed like crazy. He beat the ground vigorously. After laughing for a while, his voice stopped abruptly. There is a bit of complacency in:

"Anyway, none of us can get good night now, and it's useless if you kill me."

"Ah--"

Glancing at Liu Zicheng, who seemed to be insane, Song Bingjue stretched out his hand, and Han Xiu, who had been standing silently in the shadow of the room, quickly delivered a clean wet handkerchief. Wipe it clean, and then threw the handkerchief beside Liu Zicheng, "For a person like you who can only live at home, it's impossible for you to find Wanwan again."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out, leaving only him and Han Xiu in the entire interrogation room.

"...Mom, why don't you want me..."

A slightly cold boy's voice came over. Mu Wan'an was walking in a daze in a pure white world. She didn't understand where the voice came from, and she didn't know what the "mother" he said was. who.

"Mother……"

The boy's voice sounded again, this time louder, which gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity. She seemed to have heard it somewhere before. She was about to ask who he was and who his mother was. , There was a sudden sharp pain in her arm, and her consciousness gradually became clear. When she opened her eyes, she saw a needle inserted into her arm, and a man held her body as she was about to sit up:

"You can't move around now, you've been in a coma for too long, you need to get used to it gradually."

The man's voice was very young, Mu Wan'an watched him skillfully hang the infusion bottle above the bed, and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled:
"Excuse me... where is this? I don't know you, how could you—"

"Where are there so many problems? Women are really troublesome..."

After murmuring a few words reluctantly in a low voice, the man raised his head, revealing a very tender baby face. It turned out to be the waiter who reminded her to go upstairs outside the hotel that day!

Seeing the look of "So it's you" on Mu Wan'an's face, the man smiled triumphantly, showing his big white teeth:

"Why, remember me?"

"Aren't you the waiter who helped me once? Why are you here? Also, where is this place?"

The man who was in a much better mood was not stingy to explain her doubts. He walked to the window and opened the elegant milky white curtains. What appeared in front of Mu Wan'an was the vast blue sea and blue sky. The weather outside was fine, but she At this moment, the mood sank bit by bit:

"Shouldn't I be at the Cretia Bay Hotel? Why am I here now?"

"Recall what happened before you passed out?"

Looking at her with a smile, the man couldn't wait to claim credit and said:

"This time I saved you again!"

"Before I faint..."

That's right, she was talking with Chen Xinrao, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in her neck, and she soon fell unconscious.

"Do you know who the one who knocked me out?"

Touching her still sore neck, Mu Wan'an looked at the baby-faced man in front of her. Although she was in an unfamiliar environment, for some reason, she firmly believed that this man in front of her would not hurt her.

"Who knows which faction it is from?"

Shrugging his shoulders, the baby-faced man indicated that he was not clear, and he sat on the chair beside the bed:

"However, my task is to protect you and bring you back in due course. Yesterday, two forces got involved, so I took advantage of the chaos and snatched you here."

"protect me?"

She was a little surprised. Judging by his appearance, he shouldn't belong to Song Bingjue, so who could it be?
"Yeah! I was also surprised when I received this task!"

Speaking of his mission, the baby-faced man tended to be eloquent, he couldn't help but patted the bed board:

"I'm a famous person on the list of killers! I used to go on missions to kill people, but this time I was asked to protect people. I don't know what the boss thinks!"

"Who is your boss? Why did he ask you to protect me?"

Mu Wan'an felt that she was trapped in a fog. She was fainted out of nowhere, changed hands several times, and finally got put on the boat again. She didn't even know where the boat was going.

"Our boss... of course he is a very remarkable character!"

Almost slipping his mouth, the baby-faced man scratched his head in embarrassment, and then said sincerely:
"To be honest, I don't really understand why I was assigned to perform this task, but you believe that we will never hurt you. When we arrive in France, our boss will come to see you."

"Then can I call my family to report that I am safe?" Song Bingjue must be worried that he is missing like this, and he wonders if Xiao Si will miss him...Mu Wan'an very much hopes to let them know.

"That's not okay."

However, he rejected her, and the baby-faced man smiled and said:
"If Song Bingjue knew where you were, he would come here by helicopter. Don't worry, our boss won't delay you for too long, and will send you back soon."

Really?

Although he half-believes what he said, Mu Wan'an can only listen to him now, and play by ear when the time comes.

She tossed and turned on the bed. To be honest, she felt an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart when she went to France this time. She always felt that the peaceful and peaceful life before would be completely broken by this trip to France.

The next morning, she walked onto the deck under the leadership of the baby-faced man. The ship had already parked at the port of Southampton, England. A low-key black classic car stopped in front of them. After the window was rolled down, a person and the baby-faced man exchanged a glance, "Boss decided to come to London himself."

"Then we don't have to go to France?"

While opening the car door for Mu Wan'an, the baby-faced man looked happy, and then got into the car:

"London is much more comfortable than France..."

Listening to their exchange of pleasantries, Mu Wan'an became more and more nervous as she got closer to London. Her hands were full of sweat. The baby-faced man sitting next to her noticed her abnormality. He took out a bottle of water from the small refrigerator and handed it to her:
"Hey, relax, our boss has no habit of shooting women."

After receiving the water, Mu Wan'an forced a smile, she was really flustered.

After the classic car entered London, it didn't go to the urban area, but turned to the suburbs. After a while, it stopped in front of a manor. The man who drove the car entered the password at the door and confirmed his identity again and again, before the door slowly opened .

Walking in with them, Mu Wan'an looked at the manor. Most of the places were filled with roses. When passing the garden, there were professional gardening craftsmen who were taking care of it. The humid air was filled with the fragrance of roses.

It is indeed the country of roses.

Thinking to himself, Mu Wan'an followed them around the main building, and instead came to the garden behind, which was also an open-air garden, but lily of the valley was planted here, clusters of pure white flowers, similar to the red ones in front. Roses provide a stark contrast.

In the middle of the lily-of-the-valley flowerbed, a stone table was set up, and a man with his back turned to them seemed to be drinking tea.

"Boss!"

The baby-faced man yelled loudly, then pushed Mu Wan'an forward:
"I brought you back the woman you wanted unscathed!"

Why does this sentence sound weird?Mu Wanan staggered a few steps after being pushed, looked back at the baby-faced man, walked forward a few steps under his encouraging eyes, stood about one meter behind the man, and asked softly:

"I heard that you have something to do with me?"

"The visitor is a guest, sit down."

Standing so close, Mu Wan'an could clearly see the movements of his hands. There was a set of wooden tea sets in front of him. The workmanship was very fine, and it should be very valuable. He was washing the tea sets, so there was something in his tone. With a little carelessness.

Not understanding why he was looking for him, Mu Wan'an bit the bullet and sat down on the chair opposite him.

Sitting here, she was able to see his face clearly. Hearing the baby-faced man scream one after another, she thought that this man would look fierce, but she didn't expect...to be such a gentle and handsome person.

His skin was morbidly pale, his complexion was not good, and even his fingertips were translucent. He calmly ironed the tea sets one by one and took them out, "Is it Lushan Yunwu or Darjeeling black tea?" ?”

"black tea."

Noticing the cane on another stool, the top of the cane has a coiled golden dragon, which looks quite scary. Mu Wan'an became very interested in this person in front of him, but because of his "guest" It's not easy to ask about identity.

Soon, a cup of tea appeared in front of her, and she couldn't help frowning as she looked at the clouds and mists of Lushan Mountain in the cup. His faint voice came over:

"According to the data, you have severe hypoglycemia, and drinking black tea can easily cause you dizziness and other symptoms."