The first car behind him crunched to a stop!

The car door opened and several subordinates came out. There was a lot of noise.

"Miss Liang seems to have fainted?" Kaibugatti's confidant was surprised and looked at someone in the back seat whose face was overcast all the way.

Si Yuheng's depressed heart contracted quickly, and his forehead burst: "don't get people up yet!"

Two subordinates quickly get out of the car and lift Liang Anya onto Bugatti: "hall leader, it's OK. It seems that he just drinks too much."

He took a look at the woman on the soft high-grade car mat. Her eyelashes were tightly closed, her lips were wriggling, her breath was even, and she even snored and turned over lazily.

His face turned from red to purple. He thought she was too sad to faint!

Drink too much!

"Get up!" He raised her low and growled at her.

Even if the lion roars, it's useless. I can't wake up a woman who has been drinking a few bottles of mixed liquor and walking all night. She's already exhausted.

The drunken sweetheart felt much more comfortable than just now. Gulu slipped into his arms, stretched out her slender arms, and clamped his narrow waist tightly.

He coagulated.

Outside the car, the subordinates saw it and said, "Lord, let's help Miss Liang to another car."

But he put out the anger on Jun's face, picked her up, adjusted a comfortable posture for her in his arms, slammed the door, as if he didn't want others to see her soft at the moment.

Then the voice of the command roared out of the window: "drive."

The subordinates went back to their cars.

The car continued to drive along the private road.

Because Liang Anya got on the bus, the speed increased a little.

The night wind poured into the window, blowing a wisp of her hair on his elbow, itching.

He calm eyes, bent down face, holding her eyes closed face: "ambition is very big, even want me to drive other women away, a person to occupy me."

Of course, the person on the leg didn't respond.

"But why, I don't hate your ambition." He frowned.

Just now, she was playing the truth adventure in the box of the restaurant. When she asked him that kind of question, he didn't realize it. It was what she wanted to ask herself.

It wasn't until the first time that he could express his feelings in Beitang.

To be honest, he was shocked.

Because no woman ever said that to him.

But after the shock, he came back. It was a good feeling.

She wanted to be with him.

The person on the leg still did not respond, just slightly turned over.

"If you want to get married, you need to take such a big turn." His tone is still so arrogant, pulling up her fingers, one by one casually breaking, her fingers are as white as onions, very beautiful, until holding her ring finger, and then on the thin lips, gently kissing: "since you came to China, I have never touched those women. Even that time Casey came, I didn't do much. Don't worry, those women won't come back to the castle. As you wish, you are the only hostess here. "

*

it's night.

In the bedroom of the castle, Si Yuheng leans on the sofa.

The door creaked, and a confidant came in: "the housekeeper and Beth have sent Miss Liang back to her room. They have arranged to sleep."

He gave a hum, but his brow was inexplicable. A pain from his leg to his heart made him tense and his back sweaty.

Seeing his expression, my confidant came forward and took a breath. There was a faint bloodstain on his trouser legs.

The old wounds that haven't been healed are broken!

Today, I went to Miss Liang's classmate's party. It was a huge amount of activity.

After leaving the restaurant, Miss Liang walked for a long time because she was angry, and the hall leader followed her for a long time.

Later, the hall leader took Miss Liang back all the way. How could the wound not break open.

Without saying a word, he called the private doctor.

The doctor rushed upstairs to clean and bandage the wound again.

After half a night's work, it was finally done.

The doctor knew that he went out again tonight, but he told him: "before the wound is healed, the hall master can't get out of bed often, otherwise the wound will be OK all the time, in case of suppurative inflammation, it will be bad."

Si Yuheng was impatient and waved: "I'm so wordy. All of you go out. I'm going to sleep."

Two people just went out less than a minute, the bedroom door was knocked, someone came in.

"Didn't I tell you to get out of here and not disturb my rest?"

Si Yuheng raised his head impatiently, but his eyes were frozen, and his eyes full of fierce color gradually cooled.

It's Ryan.

Ryan stood at the door with a serious face: "I heard that the injury on the hall leader's leg is bleeding again, so come and have a look.""Are you through now? When you're done, go back. " Si Yuheng's voice was cold.

Ryan's face moved, and he was always polite and respectful to himself.

Even if you know that Winnie has made such a big mistake, you can stop in your face.

But today, he didn't give face. Obviously, he was in a bad mood.

And let him this once egotistical, in the heart only his own man mood fluctuation so big, who can have?

It's the Asian woman.

Ryan said calmly, "there's another thing I want to discuss with the hall leader."

Si Yuheng had a premonition that he didn't come so easily in the middle of the night. His eyes were even colder. He propped up his tall body and looked at Ryan. It seemed that he had guessed his intention: "say."

Ryan is also straight to the point, not much circuitous: "please let Miss Liang return."

Si Yuheng laughed, but his smile was colder than that of ice: "you have managed a lot of things in the Hall these years, but my private affairs are not managed by you."

"It's not a private matter. It's related to the Beiming hall. That woman has injured the hall leader several times. It's so in China, and it's still so after returning home. It's even more funny today Going out to a classmate party can also cause the old injury of the hall leader to recur. Besides, Miss Liang didn't want to stay at all. She always wanted to go back to China. I believe that the hall leader knows this better than I do. In that case, it's better to help her. "

Every word of Lane's words revolves in the spacious bedroom.

"Will you please her or your daughter?" The private words of Stephen revealed his heart.

Ryan's face was slightly blue, and he was more determined not to let Liang Anya stay.

Before that, the hall leader had never spoken to him in such a tone, and he always regarded him as his uncle.

"In any case, I have discussed with several other principals that it is imperative to let Liang Anya return home." Lane's teeth were biting, accentuated.

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