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"I can't remember having such a hidden friend." The Moose City mocked coldly.

The man didn't answer his question. He just said in Chinese with a trace of a foreign accent, "To put it in Chinese, the enemy of the enemy is a friend. Why would Prince Mu care about this?"

"You're the one from GK International?" Moose City's mind was spinning extremely fast. He suddenly thought of something and frowned in shock.

"I always like to make friends." The man on the phone was like a character that came down from a high place. "Is Crown Prince Mu willing to cooperate with me?"

Moose City's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Prince Mu wants An Xia." The man said, "And I want Lu Bai to divorce and marry his fiancee. We will take what we need from each other. I don't think that the Crown Prince has any reason to refuse."

Moose City clenched his fists tightly.

The man on the other end of the phone said, "Don't worry, I've already arranged everything else. Prince Mu can just cooperate during crucial moments …"

Moose City took another drag of his cigarette and remained silent for a while, "If you have anything to say, tell me face to face. Send a trash message to me, I think Elder Nan Gong doesn't have any sincerity, right?"

On the other side, Da Ronghao's face darkened even more.

"It's like this?" The man laughed, "I originally thought that Da Rong Hao and Prince Mu would be the sons of the Wealthy Class in S City. Perhaps I wanted him to pass on a message that the two of you will get closer to each other.

"That still depends on who it is. Whether it's enough for him to send me a message." Moose City stood up, "Since Mister Nan Gong does not have that kind of sincerity, then I will leave first."

"…"

The person on the phone didn't know what to say.

When Moose City was about to hang up, he said, "Wait."

"…" Moose City squinted his eyes.

"I just happen to want to hold a small ball here. Since that's the case, let's invite Prince Mu over …" The man's voice sounded very cultured. He raised his voice and said to Da Ronghao, "Then, Young Master Da, please bring Prince Mu here. You must treat our friends with respect. Don't be negligent."

After Da Ronghao responded, he stood up and said, "Prince Mu, please."

In a red-walled castle atop a mountain in China, a man with the back of a European aristocrat was standing in front of a retro window. His black trousers were tucked into his black boots, and his white gentleman's neckerchief was turned up around his neck.

It was just a single side, but no one dared to look directly at it …

He put down the phone with his gloved hand, and said to a foreign looking butler behind him, "That Da Rong Hao will bring Moose City over, let someone go outside to welcome him."

"Is it that Prince Mu?"

"In this country, the only people who can give the Lu family face is the Mu family."

He had an unreadable smile on his face, a mixture of exotic emotions, but his eyes were Asian, handsome and mysterious.

But as a Chinese aristocrat in Italy, he was not as gentle as he looked.

Only the people from the Nangong family knew how scary and treacherous he was.

"Understood, I will arrange someone to meet them." "Yes," the foreign butler replied, but his body did not rise from his kneeling position. "There's one more thing, Miss …" "He went out."

"I'll give you guys a day. If you can't find it, then cut off one of your arms."

"..." "Yes."

The butler replied, trembling uncontrollably.

Nangong Yan Lie looked at the steward who did not dare to raise his head and strolled in, "You should all be aware that I am never lacking in servants. Up until now, the steward has already changed a dozen or so people.

"..." "Understood."

Nangong Yan Lie's face suddenly changed, "Then why aren't you bringing people to look for him!"

The sudden roar made people's heart tremble. It resounded through the sky, scaring the butler and the servants in the room to the point of almost kneeling down. This man's sudden evil and terrifying roar was the fear of everyone in the Nangong family.

He would never know when he would suddenly get angry …

— —

An Xia and Lu Bai moved back to the shallow water bay. In order to let everything return to how it was before, Lu Bai even ignored the past grudges and called Manager Wei back from Di Cheng Castle …

In the afternoon, after Lu Bai returned to the shallow water corner from the company, Steward Wei's attitude was ten times more respectful than before — —

"Welcome back, Eldest Young Master. Thank you for your hard work."

As Lu Bai walked into the villa, he swept a glance at him with the corner of his eyes. "Do you think that's the end of what happened last time?"

"I don't dare." Butler Wei lowered his head, "In the future, if Eldest Young Master doesn't like it, I will not say it again."

As much as he could, the feeling of being expelled was still not good. Furthermore, he had to make Manager Lu happy.

"It's good that you understand."

"Yes."

"Where's An Xia?" Lu Bai looked inside the villa. "What is she busy with today?"

"Eldest Young Master, after the Young Mistress got up for lunch, she used her computer to browse the internet in the studio for news of today's' Meeting of Plenipotentiaries', and made a call to the person in charge of 'Wei Li' to ask about the marketing situation of perfume. In the afternoon, she chatted with her friend, Zhan Qian, over the phone for a long time … " Steward Wei, who was behind Lu Bai, reported An Xia's situation today.

"There's more?"

Lu Bai wanted to find out as much as he could about the time he was gone and what An Xia was busy with.

"And …" Steward Wei thought to himself, there's no more to it, but it's not good to not answer, "Also, Supervisor Lu went back to Di Cheng Castle, so he was neither willing nor happy …"

"Does An Xia look unwell?" Lu Bai asked in concern.

Steward Wei realized that he was asking An Xia'er, so he immediately lowered his head and said, "Young Madam is doing very well. Eldest Young Master, please don't worry. She seems to be full of energy …"

Full of vigor?

The smile on CEO Lu's face deepened.

It seemed like his restraint from last night had worked.

An Xia'er was scrolling through Weibo on her computer. On her Weibo, there was a picture of Lu Bai kissing her hand on the wharf. His eyes were filled with love and doting.

[Ah, too romantic...]

[That's right, I really want to be Lu Bai's eyelashes and sob at the place closest to my eyes!]

With a smile, Anchor quietly downloaded the photo onto his mobile phone, setting it up as a screen saver and background.

"Knock."

The studio's door was knocked twice. Lu Bai leaned against it.

An Xia'er immediately turned off her Weibo and looked up. "…" "You're back?"

Lu Bai walked over. "What are you laughing about?"

"Smile?" An Xia'er immediately covered her face with her hands. "Really?" Did I laugh? Absolutely not! "

"Little fool."

"…"

An Xia'er turned her face away, a little afraid to look at him.

Thinking of their eager and sweet love from last night … No matter how long she watched this handsome man being her husband in front of her eyes, she would always feel a dream.

Although it had only been three days … However, this sudden union made her feel as though she hadn't been in a close relationship for half a year. She would still feel a little embarrassed to look at him the next day.

Lu Bai walked in front of her bookshelf and pulled out a book, "I heard from Old Master Luo that he told you about the Marquis of Xia?"

"Yes, I did."

Anthea came up behind him and hugged him from behind, clinging to him.

She was going to be a little Cora.

It would be fine if he could hang on to Lu Bai forever ~

"You have the information you want?" Lu Bai looked at the little girl sticking close to him behind him, "Although I feel that this kind of news isn't necessary."

"No, I just want to know something about my father." Anxia blinked. "But last night, old mister Luo only said that he met my father. He also said that I don't have my parents' surname, so maybe …"

"You don't have to know, right?" Lu Bai raised his brows, "I won't let you listen."

"…"

Anshel's cheeks puffed up again.

"But that's not important." Lu Bai said, "The one I'm looking for is that little girl who saved me all those years ago, as long as you're her." Regardless of her background, regardless of whether she was the direct daughter of the Duke of China or not.

"Really?"

"What do you think?" Lu Bai scratched the tip of her nose, "I already said that you don't need to investigate anything. Sometimes, if you dig deeper, you won't necessarily be able to obtain what you want."

"Well, you're right."

"Then listen to me."

An Xia'er lightly nodded her head. "However, what are you flipping through? I have already torn up the picture of Moose City long ago. Just throw it away."

Did she hide any photos of her ex-boyfriend? Did she have a few ex-boyfriends?

Lu Bai put the book back on the shelf and paused, "Then let's check if there are any other photos."

"Lu Bai!" "What do you think I'm doing, hiding his pictures all over the place? I told you that I didn't hide that photo on purpose... "

"What a joke, why are you in such a hurry?" Lu Bai poked her furrowed brow, "I can always pay attention to what my wife is reading recently. What is she thinking?" Otherwise, if she gets angry, how can I coax her? "

"…" An Xia'er's heart melted like sugar once more. She smiled and nodded, a little shy. "That's more or less right. Actually, I haven't really read any books. I've only been reading a few books on refining perfume recently."

His cell phone rang on the workbench.

An Xia went to hang up.

"Who is it?"

Lu Bai asked as he sat down.

An Xia sighed. "It's my foster father."

"An Xiong wants to plead with you?"

"I suppose so." An Xia'er sighed, "After all, if the marriage between Angel and Moose City were to end, the An family would not be in a hurry."

"Then you should answer it."

"What?" An Xia'er's eyes immediately widened. "Don't tell me you want me to agree to your An clan's request?"

"Listen to how the An clan is begging you now." Lu Bai was more sinister and callous than she had imagined. "Listen to their request before hanging up and take back your anger from the An clan bit by bit, right?"

"…" An Xia'er's eyebrows twitched. "That's right, that's right!"

"Of course." Lu Bai looked at her with a smile as his lips curled up. "For example, aren't you happy when you see the An Family or the Mu Family panicking?"

Anshel was a black man.

Her face froze for a moment, as if someone saw through her, and then she slowly smiled sweetly. "Of course …" I'm so happy. "