Behind him, flames shot into the sky. Edmund patted his chest in fear, "Oh my god, it's so dangerous."
Seeing the black car behind them following them, Ling Fei stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and drove the car very fast, "Sit tight!"
Edmund's elegance was gone, and his meticulous hair was messy in the wind. He immediately buckled his seat belt. He didn't even have a chance to protest, and could only let Lingfei drive her private car like a racing car.
Three minutes later, Ling Fei shook off her tail and breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at the pale Edmund and smiled sheepishly, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"
"No, it's okay." Edmund breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at her, "Getting close to me is not just about writing a biography."
"Haha," she smiled calmly, "what I hate most is writing."
"Oh? Then I would like to hear what your purpose is."
"Find a place to sit down and talk, I'm hungry." After getting rid of the label of writer, Ling Fei began to return to her original image of aboriginal people.
The car stopped in front of McDonald's. Looking at the large Ronald McDonald at the door, Edmond was stunned for a moment, "You want to eat in a place like this?"
Ling Fei looked over her body and saw that there were only a dozen pounds. She looked at him again and asked, "Do you have any money on you?"
Edmund raised his chin slightly and said, "I never need to bring money when I go out."
Ling Fei shook her head helplessly, "Then let's go to Uncle Mai's house."
Following Ling Fei into McDonald's, Edmond frowned and watched her skillfully order food, while he found a remote seat and sat down elegantly.
Ling Fei was holding two set meals and burst into laughter when she saw him straightening his back and crossing his legs. It was indeed a bit strange for the dignified Duke to sit in a McDonald's.
"Come on, I'll treat you to this meal." Ling Fei passed his portion over, grabbed the Big Mac first, and took a big bite.
Edmund didn't move and looked at her with clear eyes, "Are you from Howard?"
Ling Fei took a sip of coke and shook her head.
Unknowingly, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was very pleased that the wayward girl in front of him was not an enemy.
I don't know whose birthday it was, but the song "Happy Birthday" was playing in McDonald's, and the sounds of children laughing could be heard from time to time, which made the originally serious atmosphere become very casual.
Ling Fei finished eating, wiped her mouth, and then explained to him with a smile, "I am the enemy of your enemy's friend."
Edmund raised his thick eyebrows, "So, he is my friend?"
Ling Fei shook her head, "The word friend has too broad a meaning. We can only choose one of them, that is, each takes the comrades he needs."
Edmund smiled and chewed on the phrase "Everyone takes what he needs from his comrades."
"You must need my help to get close to me, so what can I get from you?"
Ling Fei raised the corner of her lips and did not show any timidity in front of the powerful Duke. Instead, she chuckled and blinked, "After I have saved the Duke twice, ask me again what you can get from me.
It seems too pretentious."
Edmund was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "You are such an interesting girl." He raised his eyes and lowered his eyes, "Who is your enemy?"
"Mia."
Hearing this person, his brows frowned unconsciously.
"We don't need to beat around the bush, let's just tell the truth," Ling Fei said sternly, "Howard found Miya. Needless to say, he must be here to deal with you. How terrifying this person is, the Duke should know better than me. I can bet on it
It’s my own life, and there is no loss to the Duke at all.”
Edmund did not answer, but picked up the Coke on the table and tried to take a sip. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It tastes good." He put it down and said, "Since I have eaten what you asked for, I don't think I have the right to refuse.
Already."
Ling Fei smiled confidently and picked up her Coke, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
Edmund also picked it up and collided with her, "Happy cooperation."
The two looked at each other and smiled, taking a big sip from the straw at the same time.
From this day on, there were two more people around Duke Edmund, one was his biographer Ling Fei, and the other was his personal doctor Awahara Zemi.
The annual Edinburgh International Arts Festival is a festival for the whole of Edinburgh and even Scotland. Edmond was invited to be the opening guest. After breakfast, he took Ling Fei and Awahara Zemei by car to Princes Street.
Looking at the surging crowd, Awahara Zemei said uneasily, "Duke, do you have to participate? There are too many people here, and danger is everywhere."
"Okay," Ling Fei said calmly, "Everyone in the world knows that Uncle Meng and Howard are at odds. No matter how arrogant he is, he will not choose to do it in front of so many people. However," she said
Then he said, "Assuming that there is a third party secretly, this is the best opportunity to provoke a fight to the death between the two parties."
Edmund looked at her with admiration, "According to what you say, I will become a victim."
Ling Fei pouted, "Uncle Meng, don't make fun of our children. You wouldn't have come to participate if you weren't prepared! Tell me, how many agents have been transferred from the Military Intelligence Agency?"
"Haha," Edmund laughed, "Feifei, it seems like I can't hide anything from you."
Ling Fei said without mercy, "Because the more prominent the status and the nobler the status, the more afraid of death, while the poor only want three meals to satisfy their hunger. This is an eternal truth."
Although her words were sharp, Edmund was not angry and seemed to like chatting with this young girl more and more.
While he was talking, someone had already come to greet Edmund. He looked at the two of them and said, "I won't have any problems, but you two must be careful."
After giving the instructions, he left with those people.
Ling Fei and Zemi Awara looked around. They were surrounded by bands, dance teams from various countries, and many performing arts groups wearing national costumes. They heard the sound of the band playing, the distinctive Scottish bagpipes, and the cheers of the crowd.
The atmosphere was lively and lively.
Suddenly, Ling Fei's arm was grabbed by someone. She frowned and turned around to attack the opponent, but as soon as the boxer attacked, he was already clamped. Then, she was pulled into a warm embrace, "
I would be happier if you could say hello without fisting every time we meet."
Hearing his evil voice, Ling Fei raised her head suddenly, "Ye Qixuan?!"
Ye Qixuan suddenly appeared in a Gothic clown costume, with a white face, diamond-shaped eye makeup, a red ball on his nose, and a big red mouth.
Next to him, Awahara Zemi was also dragged away by another clown.