Chapter 5695： who are you

Before he could stand firm, Qiao Nian stepped forward again and punched him hard in the face. Blood instantly burst out from his mouth and nose.

"Fuck you!"

The second guard had just regained his composure and attempted to sneak attack from behind.

As if there were eyes in the back of her head, she turned around suddenly and struck back with her elbow like a heavy hammer, hitting him right on the bridge of the nose. The bodyguard screamed and fell to the ground.

The first bodyguard curled up on the ground and struggled to say: "You, who are you?" They were ordered to follow the woman Count Reims had a tryst with, but this woman's strength was not ordinary at all.

"Your dad." Qiao Nian clapped her hands with a stern expression, as if the fierce fight just now was just a trivial warm-up for her.

"What?"

"I said I am your father." Qiao Nianfeng Qingyundan picked up the bag thrown on the ground.

"..." A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! The two bodyguards had angry faces on their faces, and they immediately gritted their teeth and wanted to get up and tear her into pieces.

"Go back and tell the people who asked you to follow me that I just happened to pass by there." After Qiao Nian said that, he left the alley without looking back, leaving only the two bodyguards who fell to the ground groaning in pain.

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Three minutes later.

A woman sitting in a hotel drinking coffee received a phone call. After listening to it, she did not shy away from the girl sitting opposite her and spoke calmly with her eyes.

"She said she was just passing through?"

I don’t know what to say on the other end.

Sai Lan raised the corners of his mouth and showed an elegant smile: "Tsk, that's interesting."

"Since you have been discovered, come back. Before you come back, go find the surveillance cameras along the way. I want to see what kind of ordinary 'passerby' can beat two of them one by one and beat my people until they can't get up!" "Lillian could feel that Aunt Lan was not as calm as the smile on her face. She picked up her coffee to cover her uneasy expression, and tried her best to shrink her shoulders to reduce her presence.

Just then.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps not far away.

Lilian raised her eyes vaguely, and saw that the man she saw was tall and tall, with long legs and steady steps. His figure was smooth and full of lines, and his muscles were looming under the clothes, exuding a restrained and powerful aura.

Behind him were a dozen bodyguards from the Theron family.

Lillian quickly guessed the identity of this person and sat up nervously until the long legs stood beside her table.

A man's low-pitched voice came from above his head.

"Sorry, I'm late because something happened."

"Count Reims? Hey, sit down."

Then there was the sound of the chair rubbing against the marble floor.

Lilian dared to take this opportunity to look at the man sitting down curiously. The man was tall and stood out among the crowd. His broad shoulders and tight waist showed perfect proportions, and his suit vest outlined a solid waist and abdomen line.

Lillian looked up along his neck and touched the delicate mask with a cold luster and a pair of deep eyes.

She admitted that she was surprised and curious for a moment, but compared to these, she more instinctively sensed the danger and immediately avoided sight.

From the beginning to the end, she never thought about getting close to the Earl of Lance according to Aunt Lan's wishes. She did not want to get involved in the power struggle in the Sixth Continent.

Her parents had told her since she was a child that her aunt died in these complicated family battles. They did not want her to be powerful, wealthy and dazzling, and they only wanted her to be safe throughout her life. (End of chapter)