C2

"Miss, we don't want money. We were sent by the lord to ask you to go back! I am A'lan, and this is Ah'bin. A'Lang took a step forward and bowed politely to her.

"My father? Impossible! Stop talking nonsense! "Where is the evidence?" She thought of the phone calls her father had made every day this month, and she knew at once, but in order to buy time, she pretended not to believe it.

"Let me pick up the phone for you. Ask the old master to tell you personally! " A'Lang calmly took out his cell phone, quickly pressed the number, picked it up and handed it over.

She moved closer, pretending to be puzzled, her left hand picking it up, but her right hand shot out like lightning and sprayed the spray into their eyes. Then she raised her high heels and kicked at Ron's groin.

Ah!" They screamed at the same time, and she took advantage of the commotion to dash out the door. She had only one foot out when her hair was grabbed from behind before the other foot was even out.

The sharp pain spread from her scalp to her entire body, causing her to let out a painful cry.

"Miss, the Lord has ordered that if you resist, we have the right to punish you as we please. No matter if it's tying you up, carrying it, or knocking it out, I have to get you back! " A Lang's eyes were bloodshot as he approached with his cold face void of emotion. "Do you choose to obediently follow us, maintaining your elegant demeanor like a miss, or are you willing to be knocked unconscious by us and then tied up like a dumpling?"

"Let go first!" she shouted through gritted teeth.

Ah Lang nodded, and Ah Shi immediately released his hand.

"Pa!" Suddenly, five red finger prints appeared on Ah Shi's face.

"Impudent!" Were you the one who grabbed my hair? " She rubbed her head in exasperation and glared at him.

If looks could kill, then Ah Shi would have died a hundred times over.

Since she was young, she had been in the mouth of his father Su Yang and held within his palm, unwilling to hit him and unwilling to scold him. She never thought that today, she would be treated so rudely by these two bodyguards, how could she not be angry?

"I'm sorry, Miss. I have no choice but to be presumptuous to you today! After we go back, we'll be dealt with by you. But today, our mission is to bring you back! " A Lang coldly smiled and took a step forward, completely sealing off her path of retreat with Ah Min.

She had run out of anti-wolf spray, and in her experience, she had no way of beating them with her two-handed, three-legged skill.

He could not help but sigh. He wisely chose not to be ugly. I wonder why dad is so determined to force her back to the United States?

Forget it! Let's go back first! I'll sneak out and hide at my best friend's place for a while, and then we'll talk!

Sigh! It's just a pity about her graduation thesis! She had spent a whole month without eating or eating and had only written it out!

She was fully confident that the Professor would not hesitate to keep her here as his assistant and study with him!

But from the looks of it, it had all gone down the drain!

There was no way out in front or behind him. It seemed like his father was serious this time! Rather than being beaten senseless and carrying him back, it was better to obediently follow them. At any rate, he had to maintain a little face.

She stamped her feet and stared at them unhappily. "Then let's go!"

"Young mistress, please!" A'Lang extended his hand slightly and carried her out, one on the left and one on the right.

As soon as they left, they saw a black car parked outside the house. Someone hurriedly opened the car door when they saw them coming out.

She glared at them in annoyance, then ducked in, annoyed.

It was as if she were a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Other than waiting for death, she had no right to protest.

After being escorted onto the plane, she frowned as she looked at the godly figure sitting in front of and behind her. She impatiently stood up and walked towards the lounge.