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His father was fine, but Murong Aotian's situation in Australia was not yet settled, so he quickly went back.

Three days later, all the investigations had come to an end.

Just as Murong Aotian was about to head back to S City, he received a call from a friend.

His name was Yang Qianran, and he had grown up together with Murong Aotian. They had not seen each other since they were ten years old. Yang Qianran followed his parents and emigrated to Sydney. Although the two of them would occasionally chat on MSN, it was only to greet each other. After Murong Aotian became the CEO of Murong Group, the two of them had even less contact, who would have thought that this person was truly well-informed, to actually know his whereabouts.

At eight o'clock in the evening, at the top floor of the Menil Entertainment Club on the outskirts of Sydney.

Murong Aotian and Yang Qianran sat in the most luxurious private room, surrounded by seven to eight hot bodied girls. Yang Qianran seemed to enjoy it a lot. He would kiss this woman for a while, then turn around and swallow the fruits that the other woman handed to him. However, even though Murong Aotian was trapped inside, his body was emitting a ruthless aura that did not allow anyone to get close to him.

"Young Master Mu Rong, what happened to you?" You want me to do it for you? " Yang Qianran had a teasing expression.

Murong Aotian laughed coldly, and did not say a word.

At this moment, a woman dared to touch his lower body. A cold look flashed past Murong Aotian's eyes. He grabbed the woman's wrist, and with just a light swing, the girl was sent flying far away, falling heavily onto the ground. The rest of the women turned pale as they scrambled for the door, scattering like birds.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Qianran walked out from the pile of women and sat beside Murong Aotian.

"You called me here for this?" Murong Aotian pouted his lips at the remaining girls, his face was so cold that it looked like ice was about to fall.

"Knowing that your Murong Group is coming here to open a market, my father asked me to find you for help so that we could discuss cooperation. We Chinese people are talking about cooperation. If we don't do it on this occasion, are we going to a McDonald's or coffee shop? " Yang Qianran had a carefree and uninhibited expression on his face that any popinjay would have.

"I'll think about it!" Murong Aotian's patience had already reached its limit, he stood up and was about to leave.

"Look at you. Ai, I'll go with you." Yang Qianran turned around and blew a kiss to those women, then followed Murong Aotian out of Murnier.

The night wind blew, and the vast starry sky was like a huge curtain, deep and distant. The melody of the accordion, the laughter of the children, came from the square not far away. It was peaceful and warm. Murong Aotian's irritable mood calmed down a little, and he wished he had Su Wanbai by his side. Thinking about his extremely cool and moving face, the corner of Murong Aotian's mouth unconsciously curled up into a rare smile.

"Do you have a woman you love very much?" Yang Qianran was stunned when he saw Murong Aotian. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes a few times.

When the bodyguards behind heard this, they couldn't help but hold their breaths and prick their ears. He had been by the Young Master's side for so long, but he had never seen him mention a single woman. At one point, they even suspected that there was something wrong with his orientation. Although they were all men, almost everyone had the heart to gossip. Naturally, they also wanted to know the answer.

"Love? I don't have that word in my dictionary. " Murong Aotian said coldly as the warmth in his eyes faded.

"But it's written all over your face." Yang Qianran said with a mischievous smile.

Murong Aotian sped up his footsteps, leaving Yang Qianran far behind. So many years had passed, and this Yang Qianran had actually become so gossipy, why was he acting like a woman?

Murong Aotian's face became colder and colder, he truly regretted coming here.

Just as he opened the car door and was about to get on, Yang Qianran pulled him back.

"There's a girl over by the square who's drawing a picture. I had his draw one for me yesterday, so I left before she finished because I was in a hurry. She said he wanted me to go and get it today. The temperament of that girl, how should I describe his? He is very pretty, but his temperament is very cold. His appearance is quite similar to yours. Why don't I introduce you to each other? I believe you all have something in common. " Yang Qianran was so excited that he looked like a child.

"There's something wrong with the car. I've already found someone to fix it. It should be ready soon. "Why don't you go with Young Master Yang and take a walk?" Housekeeper Li interrupted.

Murong Aotian did not say anything and turned to walk in the direction of the plaza.

As Yang Qianran and Murong Aotian walked in the plaza, they would occasionally attract the attention of passersby. What kind of big shot was this, to have so many bodyguards following him. It was truly spectacular!

At a corner not far away, the back of a long white dress came into view. She was painting a picture of a little boy, probably too absorbed to notice the clutter of footsteps behind her.

"Miss Su!" Yang Qianran called out softly.

The girl turned her head abruptly, and her calm smile froze on Murong Aotian's face the moment she saw him.

Murong Aotian was also shocked. He felt a numbing pain all over, as if his body was electrocuted. Was it really her? His eyes widened as he stared at her, afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye. Many complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

Su Wanbai seemed to have forgotten about the drawing for Yang Qianran. She hurriedly packed her own drawing equipment, causing a brush and paint to fall out of her bag.

She must have seen wrongly! He was clearly dead, Andy had told her personally.

This person was only somewhat similar to Murong Aotian, there were many people who looked similar in the world. She continued to hypnotize herself, not daring to look at Murong Aotian's eyes.

A pair of large hands reached over and held her tightly in their embrace. Before she could recover, an overbearing kiss suddenly covered her trembling lips. It was a familiar yet unfamiliar smell, it was clearly Murong Aotian! Su Wanbai struggled with all she had, but the more she struggled, the tighter he held her. She was extremely hypoxic, almost to the point of collapse. At this moment, her mind was completely blank. She had no way to resist and could only allow him to madly kiss her …

Yang Qianran and the bodyguards were so shocked that their jaws dropped. If it's love at first sight, then our Young Master Murong is too fierce, regardless if the lady is willing to do it or not!

A long and deep kiss practically took half of Su Wanbai's life away.

Murong Aotian finally let go of his wrench like arms. Right at this moment, Su Wanbai pushed him away and ran.

"Catch her!" Murong Aotian said harshly as he wiped his lower lip with his index finger.

The bodyguards reacted, they all rushed forward and in the blink of an eye, dragged Su Wanbai in front of the young master. Su Wanbai glared at Murong Aotian angrily. This devilish man, why was he always so haunting? She had fled to Australia, yet he had come chasing her so eagerly.

Yang Qianran finally realised something as he asked, "Do you two know each other?"

Murong Aotian's long fingers slid across Su Wanbai's delicate face, causing his to turn his head in disgust.

"She is my woman!" Murong Aotian held Su Wanbai's waist and walked towards his luxurious car.

"If you scream for help, I will let the bodyguards shoot at the crowd! You know what the consequences will be. " Murong Aotian sneered.

Su Wanbai, who had just opened his mouth, had no choice but to shut it again.

As he watched their figures recede into the distance, Yang Qianran sighed dejectedly and muttered to himself, "If you want to know the result, it would be better to not let you follow me. I was going to chase after this girl! "

Housekeeper Li was stunned when he saw Su Wanbai. He was just worrying that the Young Master had instructed her to search for Su Wanbai around the world. Global? This was even less likely than finding a needle in a haystack. There was no telling what might happen if it happened to Year Monkey Ma Yue. She never expected to find it so effortlessly after walking on broken iron shoes everywhere. Young Master had only walked with Yang Qianran to the plaza, and actually found Su Wanbai!

Su Wanbai was forced into the car, and the door was quickly locked.

Through the glass, she could see the bodyguards she had sent to buy drinks and dinner coming back to the spot and looking around anxiously. She stretched out her hands and slapped the window hard. The pain was so real that she began to cry. She could see them, but they couldn't see her, it was too late, too late!

Murong Aotian wanted to hug her tightly, she started to beat on his chest with all her might.

He held still, letting her long nails scratch his cheeks and neck. It wasn't enough, she was so angry, she took his arm and bit it hard. Murong Aotian groaned, gritted his teeth, and from time to time, beads of perspiration trickled down his forehead.

Housekeeper Li sat in the front passenger seat and observed their strange interaction through the rearview mirror.

Murong Aotian was neither in a hurry nor impatient. The corners of his mouth held a faintly discernible smile from beginning to end, and his eyes were filled with a doting expression.

Along the way, Su Wanbai had probably used up all of her strength. When she got out of the car, she didn't even have the strength to walk. As soon as her feet touched the ground, her body tilted and she fell to the ground. Murong Aotian was already prepared for this. He reached out and hugged Su Wanbai across his chest in a domineering manner.

"Put me down, you damned pervert! "A sadist!" Su Wanbai kept twisting and turning her body, her face ashen.

This reckless woman had openly seduced him in public. In the blink of an eye, Murong Aotian had reacted.

He endured it so hard that his face turned dark red.

"It's best not to talk about our bed matters in front of outsiders!" Murong Aotian said coldly.

Housekeeper Li and the bodyguard behind them looked embarrassed, Murong Aotian also knew how to speak like a scoundrel. Although it was a bit tactful, everyone could understand the meaning behind his words. It looks like all of Murong Aotian's guidelines didn't count in front of this woman, she was really an accident. There was one thing after another, what kind of magic did Su Wanbai have that made the Young Master be so devoted to her?

Su Wanbai glanced at Li Chang Zai, her face flushed red as she lowered her head.