Passionate Devotion

Chapter 39 Turning Danger to the End 1

Leng Ye sent the phone number out. What Ji Yiming thought of, he quickly added: "Don't mention my name. Being entangled by a woman will affect my experimental research. You know that I have always regarded researching you as my first life. aims."

If you mention it, maybe don’t think about her taking care of the illness. For the peace and friendship between the two countries, you must sacrifice the ego. He has always been a patriotic youth~~~

Leng Yejin glanced at him and left, thinking of Tong Lu, frowning secretly, how could it cause trouble?

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Imprisonment lounge.

Tong Lu bit her lip and faced a room of foreigners, each coldly as if to kill her with one shot. Her heart was somewhat unfounded. What is the current situation of the British Prime Minister?

The door opened with a creak, and Leng Yejin's tall body walked in. There were also people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the country who came in. Tong Lu immediately stood up excitedly.

Leng Ye walked to her in front of her, like a stalwart mountain peak standing still, instantly covering her in a shadow.

Tong Lu was a little excited, he really didn't die?

"Uncle."

Leng Ye could hear the excitement in her voice, and her eyes deepened a little: "Are you okay?"

Tong Lu nodded vigorously. With him, her restless and anxious heart seemed to find a solid point.

Leng Ye pulls away the chair and takes a seat right next to her.

"It's ok? Not afraid? The British Prime Minister is dying. You may become a sinner of the country. If that happens, I won't protect you."

Tong Lu clenched the corners of her clothes tightly, her face pale: "But...I didn't do anything wrong." After thinking about it, she cheered herself up, and said with her head upright: "I'm not afraid. I believe in the country and I will be innocent."

Leng Ye took a look at her, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, obviously afraid, but she kept holding on.

"Miss Tong, don't worry, as long as the circumstances you explain are all true, the country will definitely not abandon you."

People from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs sat opposite Tong Lu, knowing that she was not an ordinary volunteer, but the president’s nephew and sister-in-law. When she spoke, she unconsciously spoke with respect, but it was also because of her nepotism. , To make matters more subtle.

Even if it's just a small matter, once a head of state is involved, a little carelessness will cause the two countries to fall into the worst relationship. After the meeting, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs decided to clean up Tong Lu no matter what. Only then will the two countries fall into a state of war.

The British Foreign Office also took the seat, and the two sides were talking on the table, with swords drawn and undercurrents raging.

Tong Lu has never experienced such a tabletop negotiation before, and she has no bottom in her heart.

The slender eyelashes trembled inadvertently.

Did she really cause big trouble for the country?

I want to come, but nothing will help. In that situation, even if she was given another opportunity to choose, she could only take the necessary first aid measures against the Prime Minister.

Tong Lu lowered her eyes, her nose was a little bit sore.

Suddenly, under the tabletop, Tong Lu's sweaty hand was wrapped in a warm palm.

She tilted her head, Leng Ye supported her chin, leaned on the seat calmly, listening to the diplomatic negotiations between the two countries, without giving her a glimmer of eyes, Tong Lu bowed her head, but his hand held her firmly, even squeezed , She wants to break free and dream!

A warm current is passed from the palm of the hand and flows into the heart.

Tong Lu pursed her lips, pretending that nothing happened, her sour nose overflowed a little warm.

(End of this chapter)