Golden Greenery

, Zhuoyang remained calm upstairs, and he was not worried about Beverly because he had seen this white man. It was last year at the train station in Hannover. Zhuo Yang came across Beverly giving someone away, and the person she was giving away was the man who was holding her now, her ex-boyfriend.

Downstairs, Beverly suddenly turned around and had a fierce argument with the man. It was not clear what was being said, but her rejection and disgust towards the man were completely expressed through body language.

The man was in his thirties, but he wore a short-sleeved floral shirt early in the spring and autumn, revealing two colorful arms covered with tattoos. The man pointed at Beverly's nose, seeming to threaten her. Zhuo Yang planned to go out and intervene. After all, Beverly was his woman now.

Before he could take off his bathrobe and change clothes, the man downstairs said something viciously to Beverly, then turned and left. Zhuo Yang also breathed a sigh of relief. It definitely didn't look like there was any personal relationship between the two of them, and he didn't have any green hair on his head.

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After a passionate and deep kiss, Beverly hugged Zhuo Yang's waist and put her head on his shoulder to calm her breathing. She closed her eyes and enjoyed this tender moment. From the moment Zhuoyang agreed to stay with her for a day in Milan, he and she knew that after falling in love for a long time, some things that should and can be done will become a matter of course today.

Immersed in the blurred air, Beverly suddenly heard Zhuo Yang ask her softly: "What just happened?"

Beverly was a little stunned. She raised her head: "What? What happened?"

Zhuo Yang pointed to the large floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

Looking along the fingers, Beverly understood instantly, and her expression became tense and extremely uneasy.

"... Zhuo Yang, what did you see?... No, I mean... nothing happened... there was some misunderstanding, I... I have solved it." Beverly was incoherent.

"Beverly, you can tell me if there is anything. That man...your ex-boyfriend, why is he still pestering you?" Zhuoyang simply pointed out the words.

"...It's really nothing...Zhuoyang...you believe me,...money...borrow money...he wants to ask me to borrow money."

"He said that his business failed and he owed some debts, and he wanted to borrow some money from me. Haha, you gave me all my money, how could I lend it to him? You think so, my dear." Although Fuli is now quite famous, she has not yet entered the stage of getting rich with a large amount of income. Her daily expenses are mainly the money given by Zhuo Yang, and Zhuo Yang has always been very generous to his women.

"Is he really just asking you to borrow money? I think he is quite fierce. He is so good at borrowing money?"

"……real,

I kid you not, his character is just like that…. Zhuoyang, I haven't done anything to apologize to you. Just believe me, okay? "

Zhuo Yang knew what Beverly was referring to, and of course he believed her, because Beverly had no reason to betray him, but any woman who was not stupid would know what to do between Zhuo Yang and such a man. choose.

"Of course I believe you, Beverly, I just don't want you to get into trouble." Zhuo Yang said to her very gently.

Beverly burst into tears instantly: "Thank you, Zhuo Yang, I love you, I love you..." How lucky it is to have you in this life.

The soft words of comfort and tender kisses finally stopped the woman's tears. After the two hugged each other in silence for a while, Beverly explained the whole story in a little more detail.

According to Beverly's account, after the business failed, the man kept calling her to pester her, hoping to get financial help from Beverly. In the eyes of men, Beverly is now a star, so she must not be short of money, and her boyfriend Zhuo Yang is extremely rich, and just a little vomit can help him get through the difficulties at hand.

After being rejected by Beverly, the man chased her from Paris to Milan, shamelessly and threateningly, just for the word 'money'.

"Do you need me to help you solve it?" Zhuo Yang asked Beverly.

"No, no," Beverly said hurriedly, "There's no need for you to come forward. People like him are not worth your time. I will solve it, trust me."

"Well..., why don't you just tell him that money is not a problem, you can borrow as much as you want, but he has to come to me to talk." Zhuo Yangxin said: Give your grandson ten courages, look at what a turtle he looks like , if you dare to stand in front of me, you are considered a person.

Indeed, Beverly's ex-boyfriend was not as tall as she was, and he looked a bit vulgar. Zhuo Yang saw him twice, but his clothes were not very decent and looked a little sloppy. There is always a tired look on her face, and she has no temperament. She is not very popular on the stage. I don't know if Beverly was blind in those years, so she can get along well with such a thing.

"Haha, I know." Beverly bowed slightly, buried her head in Zhuo Yang's chest, and took a deep breath of his male breath.

"Are you hungry? Let's go eat first?" Zhuo Yang and Fatty had just eaten fried steak two hours ago, but Beverly must still have an empty stomach.

"I...want to eat you first."

With just these words, the atmosphere in the entire room changed. Beautiful and magnificent emotions instantly filled the space. Zhuo Yang was immediately aroused under the bathrobe.

"I still don't know who ate whom." The man chuckled and started to move.

The woman never showed any signs of weakness. She walked through the forest and across the snowfield with her green and tender jade hands, accurately grasping his anger and stubbornness. "Zhuoyang, you are so strong..."

It's like two village women fighting, tearing each other's clothes off.

Not long after, the general's shirt fell off, and the horse took off its armor and belt. She couldn't help but be dazzled by the physical fitness achieved through years of exercise.

"Zhuoyang, you are so strong... They all said... you can fight... more than a dozen... is it... true..."

"Of course...it's true...I'm very good at fighting..." The two of them were running around in a hurry, talking out of breath.

"...Then you will...protect me...right...how powerful are you..." Maybe, when Beverly said "powerful" at this moment, she didn't mean fighting.

"...My...Chinese Kung Fu...I will protect you...forever,...I am better than the eldest sister..." At this time, the general wanted to ride the equestrian horse on the couch.

"...Sister's...Chinese Kung Fu...you have seen..., Scar and Wasiba's wedding...the eldest sister beats the gangster first,...the elder sister can beat three..."

Suddenly, Zhuo Yang stopped all his movements and stood there as if frozen. Beverly looked at him with a horrified expression on her face, not daring to express her anger.

After a while, Zhuo Yang stood up without saying a word, picked up the shirt on the hook next to the bed and put it on without unbuttoning it, leaving it open. He slowly walked to the table in front of the sofa, poured a full glass of the bottle of red wine from before, picked it up and sipped slowly.

During the whole process, Beverly didn't dare to move at all. She lay half-lying and looked at Zhuo Yang, her face full of panic and despair.

Zhuo Yang drank the remaining red wine in his hand, and then slowly spoke, his voice was terrifyingly low.

"I want to know everything."

"...What...I don't understand..." Beverly knew that what she was most worried about had finally happened.

Zhuo Yang poured another glass of wine and held it in his hand without drinking it.

"I want to know why your ex-boyfriend showed up in Paris that night and tried to rob my sister."

The temperature inside has reached freezing point, and the air has become solid.

"Now, Beverly Deng, please tell me."