Dozo America

The $500,000 bail is almost gone.

De Niro has all his savings, but he still has to be placed under residential surveillance, cannot leave Los Angeles, and is wearing an anklet, and he has to pay a lot of lawyer fees. All in all, the savings he defrauded for more than ten years are here.

All the time was squandered, and in the end he couldn't escape jail.

Punished the Sith﹒

De Niro and Zhen Fan vented their anger on Christine's behalf. The group returned to the villa, and the two women returned to the room early. Only Lance and Zhen Fan were left, lying on the deck chairs on the terrace.

Holding the beer bottle, you drank it one mouthful at a time.

"Enjoy this last night in the villa, I hate going back to the vineyard!" Lance complained a little, then looked at Zhen Fan and smiled, "I also want to find a girlfriend, do you think Helena or

How is Olivia?"

Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders and said it didn't matter: "You should ask them, I always feel that you can be so emotional only if they like you. Let's talk about Helena first, can you break up with that Philip Carell this time?

Another question, and Olivia, this girl graduated from Harvard University. Being a secretary here is not a long-term thing after all. Are you sure you are just looking for a sexual partner or do you want to find a woman to get married to? "

"Okay, except for the two of them?" Lance said, picking up the bottle, taking a sip, and muttered, "Only a fool would think of getting married. I've already been married once, and it's not a pleasant feeling, Zhen,

Listen to me, there is nothing good about getting married, you can still have children without getting married!"

"But, I hate children!" Lance added at the end, making Zhen Fan dumbfounded.

"Are you trying to persuade me not to marry Kristine?" Zhen Fan smiled, lying down comfortably, grabbing the beer glass from the bench next to him and taking a sip. "Actually... marriage means a lot to me.

…”

"Wait, wait!" Lance suddenly shouted, and then his upper body stood up, "What I'm thinking about now is, which one are you going to marry? Christine? Then... what should Zoe do? Let me see.

Come out, that girl likes you very much!" Apparently Lance still remembered that Zoe from Duke University.

"I know this is not a multiple-choice question, but... I can always marry just one. If I wanted to, I would really like to stay in the South Pacific and not come back, because the chiefs there can marry many wives." Zhen Fan is still comfortable.

He lay down and closed his eyes, "So I always feel that I am a little greedy!"

"African chiefs can do it too!" Lance chuckled, "That's what I think, so... if you make a movie this time, can you take me with you? I might be able to do it on the islands in the South Pacific.

Maybe we can kill the old chief and become the new chief."

"And then there are many indigenous women surrounding you?" Zhen Fan looked at Lance.

"Yes, I like indigenous women. They are simple, kind, and beautiful. What's more important is that they will not get their heads broken because of jealousy. In their hearts, there will only be one husband, and there will be no red apricots.

Wall. Have you ever seen such a woman in the United States? No, not now and not in the future!"

This guy was confused by his first marriage. As for what he said about indigenous women being beautiful and not jealous, are there such women among the indigenous people? Zhen Fan laughed dumbly.

"Well, I wish you success in your adventure in the South Pacific!" Zhen Fan raised his glass and clinked it with Lance.

"I also hope you won't break every woman's heart. This is the most important thing. Once I think of you getting together with many women, a picture of a group of women doing that with you will always flash in my mind. This

It will keep me awake!" Lance chuckled, with a mouth watering on his face.

"Guess what I'm thinking about?" Zhen Fan also chuckled, "I'm thinking about you doing that with a group of indigenous women, and it's still on a tree. God knows, it will be very exciting, right?

"

"Of course, I'm starting to imagine that scene!" Lance chuckled, then raised his glass, "Zhen, we have to drink to this."

"Of course, a toast to the Chief!"

"Let's drink to Playboy too!" Lance said loudly.

"I'm not a playboy!" Zhen Fan argued.

"No, no, no, you are just a playboy, the playboy I have always dreamed of being!" Lance's strange laughter came from the terrace again.

The two men were chatting about women, and there was nothing to talk about. It was past twelve o'clock in the night, and snoring could be heard on the terrace. Lance had fallen asleep, and Zhen Fan had also closed his eyes. The entire terrace

Quietly.

The next day, after Lance had a big bowl of Chinese noodle soup made by Olivia, he left. He returned to the vineyard in Temecula and continued to work as his security guard. Now he is the deputy director of the security company.

, it really gave Lance some sense of accomplishment, so the idea of ​​going to the South Pacific to become a chief can only be a beautiful wish.

Mia continued to go to the clinic to work. She hadn't been there for several days. She was really worried because Mia regarded this as her career after becoming a real person, so she was very attentive. Basically, it could be said that her whole body

The investment of heart will give her a sense of reality after becoming a human being.

As for Olivia, after eating breakfast, she hid in the study room. I don't know what she was doing. In short, she didn't show up. Zhen Fan didn't bother to care about her, counting on his fingers when his yacht would arrive.

Logically speaking, three days is enough time. As for the arrangement of the crew after arrival, it is naturally up to Nixon to worry about it.

Maguire﹒

Nickerson was indeed worried enough. On the day Zhen Fan left, he contacted the shipping company and temporarily hired a group of crew members. Then he took his wife and children on the yacht, including purchasing supplies.

I did it myself, and I was the captain myself, and started sailing to Los Angeles.

Just in Maguire﹒

When Nickerson went to Los Angeles, Helena, whom Zhen Fan and Lance talked about, drove towards the town where she once lived. The journey was smooth, and she kept walking on the same path as she had with Zhen Fan and Lan.

She took the same road that Si had walked and then arrived at the town. It only took two days, and she drove much faster.

Because she had something on her mind, she couldn't do it no matter how much she tried to calm down and have fun. So when she drove the car into the small town and returned to her home, as soon as she got out of the car, she met her neighbor who was talking to her.

She said hello.

"Hi, Helena, you're finally back. It's great to see you!" The old man waved to Helena from a distance. He was mowing the lawn in his front garden.

"Hey, Zacher, mow your lawn carefully and don't cut your fingers." Helena smiled heartily, waved to the old man, then opened her door and went in.

The furniture in the room was still covered with cloth. She didn't touch it. Instead, she went upstairs and cleaned her clothes in the closet. Then she took off the white cloth on the bed and replaced it with a new sheet. She felt very comfortable.

Lying down, Helena had already made up her mind.

"Tuk tuk tuk" someone is knocking on the door.

Helena lazily didn't want to get up from the bed, but the knock on the door seemed a little urgent, so she reluctantly got up, walked to the living room, opened the door, and it was Rachel.

Gwyneth stood at the door with an unhappy look on her face.

"I've been knocking on the door for a long time!"

"I know, so the door is open, do you want to come in?" Helena stood at the door, blocking the door, but did not let Rachel at all.

Gwyneth's plan to come in.

"Of course, I want to come in!" Rachel.

Gwyneth squeezed through the door and walked into the living room.

"I'm not going to take these away!" Helena pointed to the cloth covering the furniture, "So... now you can only stand, what's the matter? Rachel!"

"Yes, I want to ask you, why did you come back before the agreed time? What are you going to do?" Rachel.

Gwyneth looked at Helena and directly asked the question in her heart.

"Why can't I go home? This was my home!" Helena looked at Rachel.

Gwyneth, "There is no law in any state that stipulates that you cannot return to your own home. Well, if you want to say anything, just say it as soon as possible! I have been traveling for two days and I am already a little sleepy!"

Rachel didn't expect that Helena, who had always been very peaceful to her, would now speak so aggressively. She frowned and said, "I want to ask you what to do with my father? I need your decision!"

"My decision?" Helena nodded, then sighed. Finally she put down her aggressive tone and said in the gentlest language, "I know you don't like me because of my relationship with your father.

, so...I have already made a decision these days. When I came here, I already entrusted a real estate agent. This place will be sold after I leave, and I...will go to Los Angeles!"

"Los Angeles?" Rachel suddenly remembered something and looked at her in surprise, "Go to Los Angeles? Are you going to Zhen's place? Be with Zhen? Or maybe you two have become lovers while you were together?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Helena said unhappily, "I don't need to explain clearly to you what kind of relationship I have with Zhen Hui. Haven't you always wanted me to leave your father? Now you got your wish, you got your

The answer I want, then...can you please leave?"

"Of course, I will leave, but you have to tell me, what is your current relationship with Zhen?" Rachel looked reluctant, her eyes still waiting for Helena, who had no intention of leaving.

"You want to know? Or are you obsessed with Zhen?" Helena shook her head, "Don't forget your boyfriend Kirk Sanders, you will make him sad!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I just want to know... how long it will take a woman to forget a man she once loved deeply. I can't believe... it can be done easily in less than half a year!" Rachel sneered.

With a cry, he turned around and left without even looking at Helena. (To be continued...)