Although Murong Yun was a woman, she acted swiftly and resolutely. She hung up the phone to Commissioner Tomkes of the New York Police Department on the spot and recounted the incident. She was no stranger to this commissioner and had dealt with him before.
Tomkes was deeply impressed by this beautiful ambassador with an oriental face, and said on the phone, "Ambassador, don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory explanation. Please hang up the phone first and wait a moment."
As soon as Murong Yun hung up the phone, the fat director's cell phone rang. He hurriedly put it to his ear, with a flattering smile on his face, and said humbly: "It's me. What instructions does the director have?"
Director Tomkes spoke sternly, "What did you do? I heard that the prince of Haignum was arrested in the police station. Now Haignum's ambassador to the United States has expressed strong protest. If it is not handled well, it will be extremely serious."
It can easily lead to disputes between the two countries, and then it will be more than you and I can bear."
The fat director hurriedly explained: "Director, what's going on is that the prince of Haignan was related to a murder case and stabbed dozens of people with a knife. That's why we arrested him."
"Is it the case you reported about dozens of members of the Devil's Party being hacked?"
"Yes, this is a murder case, and Prince Hagenam is extremely suspicious."
"Members of the Devil's Party have been very arrogant recently, causing chaos in the Sindir area. Speaking of which, you are still doing things badly. Now someone is giving them a severe blow. This is a good thing. Speaking of which, that prince is still fighting against evil.
Where is the hero of the power? I order your police station to intensify the search for the remnants of the Devil's Party and take this opportunity to catch them all. As for the prince of Haignum, you must apologize to them and release him as soon as possible."
The fat director's face was full of nervousness, "My subordinates know it, and we will do it immediately." After hanging up the phone, he wiped the sweat from his face, nodded and said, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, this is a misunderstanding. I represent Sindir.
The police department apologizes to you, we are truly sorry."
Ximen Lang snorted coldly, "Forget it, I won't argue with you."
Murong Yun warned from the side: "Mr. Director, please keep the identity of His Majesty the Prince a secret, so as not to affect his life and study at Haiwen Middle School."
The fat director nodded, "I understand, it must be kept secret, of course. It is really our honor for His Majesty the Prince to come to study in our Sindil area."
Ximenlang said impatiently: "Okay, stop talking about those useless nonsense." He stretched his wrist forward, "Can you take off the handcuffs first?"
"We'll take them off right away, please wait." The director opened the iron door and ordered to a policeman outside: "Come in and take off the handcuffs quickly."
After breaking away from the handcuffs, Ximenlang turned his wrist twice and said angrily: "This is my first time wearing this thing. It's really uncomfortable."
Murong Yun looked at the red marks on his fair wrist and said distressedly: "It's all swollen. Auntie will rub it for you." She stretched out her slender hands as white as jade and rubbed them gently.
Ximen Lang's eyes stayed on Murong Yun's pretty face for a moment, then moved down, looking at her towering peak. He thought to himself, Aunt Murong is so beautiful and has a ridiculously good figure. She is too big there. She must be old.
Dad rubbed it for her...
The fat director stood beside him and kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, this was a misunderstanding."
Murong Yun said politely: "Okay, go out and let us stay alone for a while."
"Okay, I'm going out first." The fat director let out a long breath, waved his hand, and led his subordinates away in a hurry.
Murong Yun noticed the eyes staring at her and said angrily: "You brat, what are you looking at?"
Ximen Lang felt the soft little hands caressing his wrist, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He said with a smile: "Aunt Murong is so beautiful and so young. She doesn't look like my aunt, she is simply my sister.
"
Murong Yun was amused by him and burst into laughter. She patted his arm with her beautiful hand and stopped rubbing his wrist. She said coquettishly: "Bad boy, he is smooth-tongued and has the same virtues as your father."
Ximenlang protested: "No way, my father and I are not on the same level. He has so many women, but I don't have any."
Murong Yun smiled tremblingly, "How old are you to compare with your dad? Your dad only started picking up girls when he was eighteen years old. With his handsome appearance and eloquent mouth, he captured many charming girls.
The heart of a girl, beauties from China, Japan, the United States and Russia, sixteen wives, enjoying the blessings of all."
The past is like smoke, and scenes appear in Murong Yun's mind, reminiscing about the time when she met the eighteen-year-old Zhang Xiaofeng, and remembering the good times she spent with him as his personal secretary.
Time is ruthless, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. The babies of that year have now become handsome young men with beautiful trees in the wind, which makes her feel a lot of emotion in her heart.
Ximen Lang rolled his dark eyes and asked with a smile: "Aunt Murong, did my father capture your heart?"
"Oh...you brat..." Murong Yun couldn't help but flushed when he said something important, and she slapped him on the back angrily.
Ximen Lang said with a playful smile: "Hey, Aunt Murong, why are you blushing? Is there something wrong in your heart?"
Murong Yun's pretty face turned redder and redder, almost as good as the peach blossoms in March. She was extremely beautiful, and she was even more brilliant at this time, which stunned the little pervert opposite her.
"You brat, if you talk to my aunt like that again, I'll be really angry. If you are arrested again, I won't care about you." Murong Yun said with a straight face, her face still red.
Ximen Lang thought to himself, Aunt Murong is still ashamed, acting like a teenage girl. It's interesting. Who doesn't know that little thing about you and my father? What's the point of being embarrassed?
Then I thought about it, I will stay in M country for a while, and I must not let go of such a great supporter. If I need to ask her for anything, I stopped teasing her and said with a smile: "Auntie, don't be angry.
, I’m kidding you.”
Murong Yun glared at him angrily, "You are such a bad boy. You are as virtuous as your father back then. It's a shame that I came here in the middle of the night to help you out."
Ximen Lang took one of her arms and shook her, and said coquettishly: "Okay, good aunt, don't be angry. Can't I apologize to you?"
Murong Yun really had no way to deal with this cunning and weird boy, so she deliberately said with a straight face: "Xiao Lang, you can't make such jokes with aunt again in the future, otherwise aunt will be really angry, do you hear me?"
"Okay, I get it."
Murong Yun turned to look at the half-grown boy and sighed: "Xiao Lang, you look so much like your father. Among your brothers, you look the most like him."
"So Aunt Murong likes me the most, is this the reason?" Ximen Lang showed a sly smile in his eyes.
"You...you stinky boy?" Murong Yun was so angry that her teeth itched with hatred. This stinky boy still teased me in different ways. It's true that a person's nature is easy to change, but his nature is hard to change, just like his father who always likes to be naughty and mischievous.
Seeing that he had made fun of the extremely powerful ambassador to the United States in front of outsiders, he felt ashamed, and a sense of accomplishment arose in Ximen Lang's heart. He smiled and asked: "Aunt Murong, tell me, who is more powerful, dad or me?"
Handsome?"
Zhang Xiaofeng's position is irreplaceable in Murong Yun's heart, and of course he is always the most handsome. The answer has long been in her mind, but she dare not say it out for fear of causing the other party to tease her again. This brat is simply a headache.
However, upon closer inspection, Ximenlang and his father were indeed very similar. She smiled and said, "You two are equally handsome. However, your appearance is very similar to that of your mother, Queen Masako. You are more handsome. You are one of those nowadays."
The type that little girls like, if you go to film idol dramas, you will probably drive them crazy. As for your father, he is more masculine." She did not say the last sentence, thinking in her heart: Your father is a real man
His manhood is unparalleled.
Ximen Lang had already guessed what his aunt was thinking, and thought unconvinced that it would be too early to say that I am not a man enough. One day, I will become a good man who is upright and upright like my father, and you will be impressed by it.
When he caught a glimpse of the other person's distraught expression when he mentioned his father, he couldn't help but said: "Since dad and I look so similar, why don't I lend you my shoulder to lean on? Isn't this your favorite?
?”
"You little bastard, if you keep talking nonsense..."
Finally, under his repeated provocations, a certain elegant woman couldn't bear it anymore and went crazy like a little girl!