The Magician of Clow

Chapter 1202 The Third Meeting

Passing through the magnificent corridors, passing through the magnificent halls, passing through the area that seems to be decorated in the outside room, passing through the open corridor that can face the night,

From the overall style to the details of the layout, I am amazed at the design of such a huge palace that combines luxury, beauty, delicacy, high taste and all kinds of things.

The sophistication in the golden-red style has reached its peak, and it seems that it has come to the very center of this private area.

"We are here, the master is waiting for you inside."

Listening to the silver-haired woman's words, Fangran looked up from the trance.

Is that person in there now?
In the silence of midnight, the huge glitzy window was pitch black, and the figure of the young man finally pushed open the gate of the 'palace' in front of him,

There is something special about this scene.

Unlike the bright lights outside that drive away the darkness of the night, it seems that in consideration of not affecting sleep for a while, there are only a few soft and dark light sources in the room behind the door to ensure the vision.
A room the size of a tennis court, maybe a living room, a reception room, a study, or something else?

No matter what the answer is, as the location of the owner of Fisseld in the Imperial Manor, it has the ultimate luxury that is incomparable to everything I saw just now.
But even so, it was the figure sitting on the master's seat that surprised me at first glance,

Silver-gray long hair spread out, silky like a nightdress that would slip off instantly without shoulder straps, smooth and flawless slender legs crossed, with a calm expression, eyes hanging down on the book in his hand,

She just sat there with an unparalleled sense of dignity,
Even though I have seen many powerful figures at the top of the night battle world, this special temperament,

Fangran has only seen it on Veronica O'Brien.

Seeing her again and seeing the figure who invited me to North America, I was numb from the shock of the Imperial Manor, and I was tired from the journey for more than ten hours.
Fangran went straight to the point, and walked softly and helplessly to sit on the sofa opposite her.

"So, you asked me to come here in such a hurry, what kind of trouble did you run into with the association?"

"Counting it all together, this should be the third time we've met,"

Closing the book with one hand, Veronica put on that elegant and charming smile, her silver-gray pupils stared at the young man in front of her who could look at her calmly,
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Fangran."

The brilliance flickered as if confirming something.

"You agreed to my invitation so simply, it seems that you've grown up a lot since the last time we met."

"Don't tell me I'm like a child."

Seeing her with such a tone every time, Fangran looked at her and said speechlessly.

"Then do you know the definition of an adult?"

The crossed white legs exchanged positions, the pointer beyond twelve o'clock, the female's low smile and the soft halo, mixed into something meaningful,

Let Fangran choke on his words directly, and seeing his appearance in front of him,

Veronica propped up one side of her cheek with an inexplicable smile.

"Oh, it seems that some places have not changed."

Gritting her teeth slightly, Fangran rolled her eyes in her heart, and felt from the bottom of her heart that Veronica might have the ability to say that kind of hint no matter how normal her words were.

His brows twitched, even if he got straight to the point, she would still drag the topic away,

"You stay up late at night just to wait to tell me these things?"

Fangran pressed his forehead helplessly, then looked at the silver-gray figure who lived in this imperial manor and was at the apex of luxury in reality, this time he rolled his eyes directly.

"If it's okay, then I'll book a plane ticket and go back."

Laughing happily, Veronica leaned casually on the seat, with a smiling expression on her noble and exquisite appearance.

"It's rare for you to come to North America. I can't bear to let you go back like this. Don't you think it's too impatient to get to the point just after we met after a journey of more than ten hours?"

can you talk nicely
I deeply feel that it is superfluous for her to learn Chinese to this level, but I know that if I point it out, I will definitely be teased and ridiculed by her pretending to be innocent.

Fangran resisted the desire to complain, and decided not to speak and waited for her to speak up herself.

"Fisseld has indeed encountered some troubles, otherwise I plan to wait until when you come to North America on your own initiative to fulfill my invitation to you,"

Seeing how the young man learned how to deal with it a few times before, Veronica chuckled and pushed the topic forward, and incidentally mentioned the invitation from that night in Paris,
"But it's too late to talk about the real facts."

But as soon as she changed her words, her eyes indicated to Fangran the time of the clock on the wall,

Because he was usually active at night at this time, it was only then that Fangran noticed that the time on the clock had already passed a point.

"Insufficient rest is the natural enemy of a woman's beauty. I can't sit here and talk to you all the time,"

As if emphasizing that she doesn't have the physical strength of the participants, Veronica sighed and spread her hands pretending to be helpless, and then her smooth arms and shoulders with only nightgown suspenders set up a sexy and wonderful balance,
In the dimly lit luxurious room, her silver-gray eyes were staring, wandering on the edge of some unspoken ambiguity.
"Of course, if you want me to make it clear tonight anyway, there's a way to have the best of both worlds, like going to bed with me."

Because of a certain guy's secret tricks, he has experienced the physiological reaction of dry throat, and the tricks of the figure in front of him are more lethal than before.

Forced to calm down in his mind, after Fangran took a deep breath to calm down, he chose to refuse speechlessly with jumping eyebrows.

"No, forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Yes, it's really regrettable..."

Veronica looked at him smiling charmingly.

Realizing that it was useless to meet her tonight, Fangran pressed his eyes with a headache, knowing that he was not talking about business, and sighed in a broken tone:
"In this case, you can just arrange to meet tomorrow."

"As the host of the inviting party, it would be too impolite not to welcome the guests,"

Smiling and explaining the reason for the 'greeting', Veronica rested her snow-white chin with her bony palm, looked at him as if fascinated, and smiled and said:
"And I want to see you right away."

The moment he heard this sentence, his mind was moved, but he soon came back to his senses, and Fangran kept telling himself silently in his heart with reason,

Don't be fooled, don't be fooled, Fangran, this is a trap this guy wants to lure you into,
And women only affect how fast you can draw your sword
Desire sauce: But the rich woman does not
shut up!

"You must be thinking of something interesting, huh, well, save the troublesome things until after the sun rises,"

She spoke suddenly, as if she had seen through Fangran's thinking. After Veronica smiled, she ordered in a natural tone:
"Adeline, take him to the prepared room."

"Okay, master."

Adeline, the silver-haired woman who had been standing behind Fangran's sofa from the beginning, nodded with a flat expression, and motioned for Fangran who was standing up to lead the way.
"Good night, Fangran."

Before following her out, Fangran heard the voice behind him, and finally didn't think clearly about Veronica's intention to greet him like this.
I thought to myself that this figure at the apex of reality is indeed a figure that I can't see through at all.

Before opening the door and going out, Fangran turned his gaze to the noble and perfect silver-gray woman.

"Good night, Veronica."

　Adjusted the order of the plot and modified the content of the previous one
　　
　
(End of this chapter)