When she found out that Zhou Qingfeng was really staying at her home, Michelle suddenly realized that she was not very disgusted in her subconscious mind. After the other party used the bathroom, he said "good night" and went to the study without any behavior that crossed the line.
There was nothing unusual in the spacious bathroom except for a few water stains. Michelle's personal toiletries were not touched at all, and the smell remained fresh. It seemed that the other party had simply taken a shower.
It's Michelle's turn to take a bath.
She prepared a short-barreled shotgun, a light assault rifle, two pistols and a pile of ammunition, and stared at the closed bathroom door.
"If he dares to come in, no..., if he dares to knock on the door, I will shoot him to death."
There was an intercom next to the bathtub, and the housekeeper of the apartment sent a message: "Miss, we are ready. If there is anything abnormal on the second floor, we will rush up with guns immediately. The police will also arrive within five minutes, and safety is absolutely guaranteed."
A picture emerged in Michelle's mind - there were five or six fully armed servants crowded under the first floor of her duplex apartment, eyes wide open and ears pricked, ready to rescue her at any time.
It sounds a bit exaggerated, but it is a very complete plan.
Michelle stood guard with her gun in hand and waited for half an hour, but there was no movement at all. However, the housekeeper on the first floor came every three minutes and asked, "Miss, are you okay?"
"Don't ask, I didn't take off my clothes at all. That guy didn't knock on the door either. You...go to bed first." Michelle shouted into the intercom, thinking to herself: "That bastard should
You’re not really ignoring me, are you?”
The little foreign girl never lacked suitors, and the men and women who had confessed to her could play several football games together. She never revealed her identity when she was in college, and she attracted tons of admirers who followed her like followers.
Since reaching adulthood at the age of eighteen, there have been countless people who wanted to be Michelle's subordinates. But no one can compare with Zhou Qingfeng.
In terms of money, power, fame, and style of conduct, there is no one else in the world.
After staying in the bathroom for an hour, Michelle came to a conclusion in her random thoughts - given Zhou Qingfeng's status, she did not seem to be an unattainable celebrity.
"With that bastard's wealth, there is no problem in finding a European royal to marry him. He can really do whatever he wants regardless of my feelings."
The little foreign girl has to admit that her family has been considered a new rich in the past twenty years. Not to mention the historical heritage, in New York alone, so-called socialites of the same status can find nearly three digits.
After two hours of guarding, Michelle's hand holding the gun was already sore.
It was almost dawn, and the little foreign girl who had lost her patience walked out of the bathroom angrily and smashed the door of the study room. After the door opened, she cursed at Zhou Qingfeng who was getting up in pajamas: "Asshole, you can actually sleep
With?"
The housekeeper and servants downstairs were still on standby. When they heard the noise, they quickly rushed up with guns in hand, but they saw Michelle blocking the door of the study and asking for a crime. They finally saw clearly what the uninvited guest looked like, and they were shocked.
Zhou Qingfeng looked at the astonished faces of the housekeeper and others and said teasingly: "Miss, what are you expecting?"
Michelle's face instantly turned red. She turned around and shouted to the housekeeper and others seriously: "This man is a highly dangerous wanted criminal, but he is considering cooperating with the United States in exchange for lifting sanctions.
I am on a mission to guard him. Any information about this person is a national secret, and anyone who leaks it will be punished with treason. This is the truth. Do you understand?"
The people who can be arranged to serve Michelle are all carefully selected by Old George. The first requirement is to be loyal and strict-tongued. These people may not be afraid of Michelle, but they are definitely afraid of Old George.
The housekeeper had been worried all night, but now he felt relieved. Michelle's information was thrown around carelessly, so he naturally knew this young man who was becoming more and more influential.
After the housekeeper took the people away, Michelle pretended that nothing was wrong, waved her hand and said: "I just came to make sure you are still there? You are fine now, go to sleep."
When she returned to the bedroom and closed the door, the little foreign girl threw herself on the mattress and beat it hard, scolding herself: "Michelle, are you confused? Why are you so rude? Where are you normally calm? This is really stupid.
Already."
After beating her for a long time, Michelle simply slept with her clothes on. She was too lazy to care about why Zhou Qingfeng was so courageous? What was his purpose? Anyway, if the housekeeper knew, then his parents would know, and everything would be arranged.
When she got up the next day, it was almost noon. The maid's knock on the door woke Michelle up and informed her that George Sr. and his wife had arrived.
The little foreign girl got up in a daze, pinched her forehead and recalled the chaos that happened last night. She sighed and asked: "Where is that bastard?"
"Mr. Zhou is playing chess with your father. Your mother is in the kitchen, making lunch herself," the maid said.
The arrival of his parents was expected. But having old George play chess with him and having Mrs. George cook the food herself was already VIP-level treatment.
Although Mrs. George's "personal cooking" means standing in the kitchen arranging menus and directing the maids to work, this is already commendable.
"Tell my father that I'll be down in half an hour." Michelle stepped into the bathroom wearing slippers. When she was soaking in the bathtub, she suddenly sat up again, but after a while, she slowly leaned down again.
"I actually used the same bathtub as that bastard, it's really..." The little foreign girl wanted to say 'disgusting', but she couldn't muster the energy, "Forget it, I should say that bastard had the honor of using my bathtub.
It’s much more comfortable this way.”
Bathing, dressing, and putting on makeup. It was said to be half an hour, but in fact almost two hours passed.
Coming down from the second floor of the duplex, Michelle heard her father complaining in frustration in the living room. "Young man, your chess style is very fierce."
Zhou Qingfeng, who was playing chess, captured several of Old George's chess pieces in a row and sighed: "Mr. George, who do you usually play chess with?"
Old George immediately muttered displeasedly, "Young man, you seem to be mocking me?"
"Playing chess with you really requires skills. A novice like me can't handle it at all." After saying this, Zhou Qingfeng shook his head in pain, "Let me go, winning this chess is too unchallenging. I don't have any sense of accomplishment at all."
No."
"No, let me win at least once." Old George looked at the chess board and seemed to have lost again. "One more game, one more game."
Michelle walked around the living room and into the kitchen. Her mother leaned over and whispered, "Is this the kid you've been trying to arrest but couldn't?"
"Yeah." Michelle looked back at Zhou Qingfeng's profile, "I didn't expect him to come to my door. I still couldn't arrest him."
The old lady smiled and said, "You are a very bold boy. He actually dares to come to you. When your father found out it was him, he was shocked and asked repeatedly to confirm."
Michelle lowered her voice even more, "Mom, how should we deal with this?"
The old lady raised her head and shrugged slightly: "This is indeed a problem. A dangerous person recorded by the federal government appears in the home of a member of Congress. This is a scandal."
"So...?" Michelle continued to ask.
The old lady spread her hands and said, "So we didn't see anything. The federal police detectives guarding outside the apartment are still on standby, and the FBI agents didn't find anything unusual. At least for now."