Personal Security Of The Beautiful President

At the same time, in the top floor room of Shuiyuntai, the only Haizhong Hotel in Ninghai City.

Between the sky full of white curtains.

Dressed in white and dressed like a fairy, Murong Anne was sitting in front of an old xylophone, gently wagging the strings of the xylophone with her hands.

Dingdingdongdongdong's voice was elegant and tactful, and it became interesting to echo the sea breeze on his face.

The sea breeze played with the white curtain and gently wrapped Murong Annie's body.

During the period, Murong Annie's prosperous beauty like a peerless enchantress was dotted with red lips.

It is simply a beautiful picture.

Suddenly, the door opened, one of Murong Anne's maid walked in: "Miss, the master just called."

"My father?" Murong Annie turned to look at the servant: "What did he say?"

"Master said, if you have enough fun, go back to the provincial capital soon." The maid said respectfully: "It would be no good if he sent someone to find you."

"Return to the provincial city?" Murong Anne's scarlet lips overflowed with a miserable smile: "What do you do when you return to the provincial city? Marry Ou Shiming?"

"Miss." The maid glanced at Murong Anni: "This is a fate set by the elderly of the two families, and you can't get rid of it."

"Yes, how can I resist the marriage contract made by the two big families in the provincial capital, the Ou family and the Murong family, as a little girl of mine."

As she said, Murong Annie stretched out her slender jade hand and shook it gently on the ancient yaqin. She chanted softly in her mouth: "The wind is living in the dust, the fragrance and the flowers are exhausted, and I comb my hair every day and night. Things are nothing. Hugh, cry first if you want to talk..."

After speaking, a line of tears flowed from the corner of her eyes.

And then, Murong Anni crawled on top of Yaoqin and cried: "Brother Zhe, why are you so cruel?"

"Miss." The maid said tragically, "I think it was the right choice for him not to see you?"

"Do you even think so? Xiaoqin?"

Murong Annie turned and looked at Xiaoqin.

"Miss, what do you think, the Oushi family, that is one of the top families in Jiang Nan Province, with family assets of 100 billion yuan, and it is said that there is a backstage in the imperial capital."

"And your brother Zhe, what is he, in my opinion, he is just a martial artist, his arms can't be stretched out of his thighs?"

"Yeah. He is just a martial artist, how can he be worthy of the Ou family, so it is the right choice to retreat in the face of difficulties."

Murong Annie smiled helplessly: "Just, Xiaoqin, what should I do if I just can't let go of him?"

"If you can't put it down, I'll see you." Xiaoqin nodded: "It just so happens that he and his fiancee are also included in the invitation letter tonight."

"You can see him, but, this should be the last time. You know, in a few months, you will be Mrs. Ou. If you can't forget him, you will have harmed him."

"Yeah, if you can't forget him, you just hurt him." Murong Annie shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"Moreover, I heard that the Ou family has sent someone to Ninghai, saying that it is to protect you, but you should know what the purpose is." said the servant named Xiaoqin.

"Haha, protect? I seem to be watching." Murong Annie got up and walked to the front of the terrace, looking at the vast sea below.

The sea wind howled, blowing her long hair.

She looked at the sea with piercing eyes, always in a trance.

"Miss, the sea breeze here is strong, your body is not good, don't be affected by the wind." Xiaoqin hurriedly walked over with a huge cloak.

And Murong Annie just stood there, watching, like a wood-carved clay sculpture.

...

At the same time, in the top floor room of a hotel not far from Shuiyuntai.

A man wearing a short-sleeved shirt with broad shoulders, a burly figure, and a ponytail was standing on the balcony with a telescope in his hand.

The direction that the telescope is aimed at is the room of Murong Annie on the opposite Shuiyuntai.

At this moment, the ponytail was holding a straw stick in his mouth, and he was smiling evilly while holding a telescope.

Beside him, a short and fat guy was sitting beside a small round table.

The muscles on the body of this short, fat guy are even stronger.

Temples slightly drum.

Two fists are as big as two small dustpans.

It feels like a compressed muscular man.

At this moment, the muscular man was holding a beer glass in his hand and was sipping beer while smiling: "How about Jiang Ke, did you find Miss Murong?"

"I found it. She is on the balcony of the Shuiyuntai opposite." The man named Jiang Ke put down the telescope and walked over and sat on a wicker chair on the other side of the small round table.

At the same time, he reached for another beer mug and took a sip.

"What is Miss Murong doing?" the muscular compression man asked.

"What else can I do, the arty of the rich lady, groaning without illness." The ponytail is Jiang Ke shook his head with a helpless expression.

"If you want me to say that Young Master Ou is really true." Jiang Ke smiled dismissively: "Little Ninghai, there are a few capable people, and the so-called families in Ninghai are actually even Europeans. The kind that the retainers of the young and old are not worthy of, and need the two of us to protect, Ou Dashao gave an order, and Ning Hai dare not refuse."

"Well, Jiang Ke, if you are not afraid of ten thousand, we will be on vacation." The short fat man shook his head: "What's more, you also know that a few months ago, Miss Murong wandered into the Taoist capital, accidentally. I met a poor dick and almost had an affair with that poor dick."

"Fortunately, at the last minute, the poor dick retreated in desperation, otherwise the two of us would have become him."

"After the young master Ou learned about this, he was very angry."

"But there is no way. After all, the marriage contract between the two people is still a few months away. Before the wedding date, Miss Murong is free."

"In order to prevent things like the imperial capital from happening, the two of us were sent to continue to protect."

"The task of the two of us is also very simple. Just follow Miss Murong. If no one approaches her, we will be on vacation."

"Someone dared to get close to Miss Murong."

Speaking, the flesh on the face of Humpty Dumpty trembled, revealing a grinning smile.

At the same time stretched out both hands, gently breaking the fingers, the joints made a quack.

"Oh." Jiang Ke couldn't help but laughed when he saw it: "It's been a long time since I saw the king of soldiers who had fought the invincible player in Jiang Nan war zone, the bone dismantling hand Wei Jiang shot. I don't know if I have any good fortune in Ninghai this time. "

"Hahaha, old Jiang, don't brag about me. You are also the champion of underground free fighting in the provincial capital for three consecutive years. You punched 300 kilograms of strength and sent a nickname to a thousand people, so your strength is not weaker than me." Will look at Jiang Ke flatly.

Immediately, the two looked at each other and laughed triumphantly at the same time.

The laughter spread far on the empty balcony.

At this moment, Jiang Ke suddenly picked up the binoculars and looked at the opposite side. At the same time, he said, "Miss Murong is gone. I'm going to attend a rich dinner party hosted by Ninghai's industrial and commercial circles. Let's go and see too."

"And I heard that Mr. Murong has already sent an ultimatum to Miss Murong, so I guess she will leave for the provincial capital tonight, and our task will be completed."

"It's great. I've stayed enough in Ninghai, a place where birds don't shit. The air is humid and sultry."

Speaking, Wei Jiang got up.

The two turned around and walked into the room, each took out their own clothes, changed them, and walked out of the hotel.

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