Everything in the office fell to the ground. Qin Shou, who had just walked in, glanced at his gloomy side face.
"Call Qin Cao and Chang Mian."
After receiving the order, Qin Shou immediately turned around and rushed out quickly. In a moment, he pushed Qin Cao in. He stood at the door and refused to step in.
Qin Cao looked at the silent man.
"Master, are you looking for me?"
"Check a number for me." Fu Hong reported a string of numbers, which were the unknown numbers that had just sent the MMS message: "Tell me the specific location."
Chang Mian walked in from the outside in a hurry: "Prince, I found it. It is in Norway. I will give you an accurate answer within 24 hours about the specific location."
Fu Hong took his coat and strode towards the office door.
"Get ready and go to Norway now."
"Hey, Prince, don't be impatient..." Chang Mian braked and caught up, patting Qin Shou on his back as he passed by: "Look at some clothes for me."
Then less than half an hour later, a plane sped towards Northern Europe.
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Late at night, Ziyang sat alone on the balcony.
Suddenly, a tall figure enveloped her. Without saying a word, Dong Zhuo pulled her whole body into his arms with his strong arms.
"Go to sleep."
"Let go, I can go by myself."
She tried hard to avoid the familiar and strong scent of him. As long as the silent man in front of her came even slightly closer, her whole body would tremble uncontrollably.
The bedroom door is not open.
In the darkness, Dong Zhuo held her tightly, hearing each other's breathing.
"Let me go."
"Still so willful." Dong Zhuo put her on the bed and handed the milk he had made to her mouth: "Drink it."
No sugar added, the temperature is just right, just to her taste.
Ziyang held the milk cup and gurgled down a whole cup of milk. In the darkness, she could clearly feel that those familiar black eyes were staring at her for a moment.
He raised his hand, touched the delicate skin on her face, and flinched when he felt her body.
Zi Yang hurriedly backed away, but Dong Zhuo easily pushed her onto the bed, not allowing her to leave at all.
"Brother Zhuo, I don't want to sleep with you."
At this time, a sudden ringtone rang. Dong Zhuo answered the call, put the phone aside, and then scooped her into his arms, trapping her in his arms: "If you don't sleep with me, who do you want to sleep with?"
Sleep with that man Fu Hong? Is he better than me?"
Ziyang was trapped by him and had difficulty breathing.
His lips teased the base of her ear. Ziyang struggled hard to get away, tears almost falling: "Brother Zhuo, do you insist that I hate you?"
"No, you will only love me."
"You're forcing me to hate you." Her voice suddenly choked with sobs.
Her body was stiff and cold.
His lips, which heated up rapidly, traveled around her neck. Ziyang grabbed his hand and bit it down hard, "Brother Zhuo, I really hate you!"
"Without love, where does the hate come from?"
Dong Zhuo's kiss was not deep, he just put a symbolic kiss on her lips: "Yangyang, you have always had a good taste, and the men you choose are all excellent."
"Do you want me to tell you that that man is looking for you? Just now, he has brought people to the island. If he sees your joyful body under my body, tell me, will he still want you?