Lin Qingxi's body was filled with chills and her eyes were cold.
He glanced at Catherine, who was calling people to complain but was being ignored every day, and the richest daughter of Washington being kneeled and licked by representatives from various countries.
The American military was stopped.
The group of old foxes inside the wall who were originally restless also received reassurance.
Washington seems to have suddenly lost contact.
Catherine had a rude awakening.
The woman standing in front of me is the aunt of Beimang legend Zhang Xiangbei. She definitely has a great background!
Otherwise, even if Washington does not express its position, will these Chinese representatives who are surrounding them allow Lin Qingxi to run wild?
Create a conflict that is likely to affect relations between the two countries?
The only reason can only be that Lin Qingxi's relationship is stronger than his own, and his face is greater than his own!
"Bai, you can't play with me."
Lin Qingxi walked closer to Catherine, who was full of anger and unwillingness: "Black, you can't even play with me."
"The gray between black and white." Lin Qingxi's beautiful dark eyes shone with a soul-stirring cold light. "I've been living in a gray area."
After Lin Qingxi finished speaking, she raised her hand and opened Catherine's bruised and swollen mixed-race face, which was neither mysterious nor beautiful: "A good dog doesn't stand in the way."
Then, he instantly lost his coldness, showed gentleness in his eyes, and walked towards Zhang Ruoyu and his wife.
Catherine froze in place.
Looking confusedly at the complex eyes of the representatives from various countries, she wished she could find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
However, the representatives from various countries obviously did not want to enjoy the acrobatic performance of dogs digging holes, and they all left drunkenly.
Catherine was also helped out of the hotel by several subordinates.
They knew that no matter how unwilling the young lady was, she would encounter a ruthless character this time in Yanjing City.
"Miss, green hills remain unchanged, green waters will always flow." A subordinate reassured Catherine.
"As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood." Another subordinate who was full of knowledge said. "Sun Tzu said, if the enemy is strong and we are weak, we should temporarily avoid the sharp edge and pull out."
If Catherine was even remotely sane, she would tear the two grandsons' mouths to pieces on the spot.
"Why did you come here in person?" Lin Qingxi glanced at Zhang Ruoyu gently, her eyes gentle. "Can't you trust my aunt?"
Zhang Ruoyu was a little embarrassed.
After a moment of concentration, she repeated her old trick: "Mei Yuan just sent me a WeChat message asking for help, saying that she was surrounded by more than a hundred strong men. I couldn't bear it, so..."
"Grass."
Yuan Bu showed his teeth and cursed, turned around and left.
As he walked, he kicked off his high heels.
When I was protecting Xuebao just now, I almost sprained my feet that came out of the blood pool.
"Sister Yuan, that's the bathroom over there! You ran in the wrong direction!"
Xuebao gave a thumbs up to his domineering aunt and chased after her.
Before leaving, I made an appointment with my aunt for a supper.
But after dragging the frustrated Yuan Mei to the parking lot, Xuebao walked towards the hotel again on the grounds of urgent urination.
Han Jiangxue looked around, but did not enter the hotel. Instead, he came to a dark corner, shook his hand, and snapped his fingers in a rogue manner: "Come out."
In an instant, a dark shadow appeared beside her.
"You finally remembered to use me?"
The woman has her back to the light, and a cold air spreads.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Han Jiangxue glanced sideways at the woman, mouth full of Brother Zhang's taste. "Whenever I want to use you, you can come out. You, a little girl, still have emotions?"
This person, Han Jiangxue, was not familiar either.
It was a gift given to him by his father after he was kidnapped last time.
He also introduced the function of this aunt in detail: no matter what, you can find her, she is reliable.
"Is this person of a high level?"
The woman didn't talk back and asked calmly: "Can't you handle your beautiful bodyguard? Usually when you have any big or small problems, you always come to her. You didn't even call me when you entered the wall..."
"Can you stop being so sour?"
Han Jiangxue frowned and glanced at the woman. This woman, who was more than ten years younger than her father, was simply a jealous person, just like Han Laomo.
"Okay." The man stood with his hands behind his back, as quiet as a virgin. "Tell me, how to deal with her?"
Han Jiangxue's eyes turned cold and she said indifferently: "She made me very unhappy tonight."
"clear."
The woman turned around and left.
"What do you understand?" Han Jiangxue called to her.
"I won't let her see the sun tomorrow." The woman was determined and filled with murderous intent.
"I didn't let you kill her." Han Jiangxue said displeased. "It would be very troublesome if she died."
"Then you said you were unhappy tonight?" The woman stopped and turned to look at Han Jiangxue, the only person she needed to obey for the rest of her life. "You're not happy anymore, she deserves to die."
"I am a member of a general's family, how could I care so little about human life?" Han Jiangxue said confidently. "Just teach her a lesson."
"Understood." The woman turned around again and said calmly. "I will cut off her hands and feet and turn her into a stick."
Han Jiangxue frowned and said, "What's the difference between that and death?"
"I am a professional with a bachelor's degree. I will not kill her." The woman's tone was exaggerated, but there was a coldness that penetrated the heart and mind.
"Don't be so cruel." Han Jiangxue said calmly. "You think of a way to give her some breathing space without causing any blood."
When the professional woman heard this, she couldn't help but frown and asked an unprofessional question: "How can there be such a way? Could it be that I tell her a ghost story all night to scare her?"
"If you can tell the story in an emotional voice and full of horror," Han Jiangxue curled her lips and said. "It's not impossible."
The woman was a little speechless: "Okay, I'll try."
The ghost story she told must not be exciting enough.
But she will find a way to put Catherine at the heart of the horror story tonight, and she doesn't have the aura of a heroine yet, so she might get upset at any time.
Before leaving, the woman asked again: "Do you want to reveal your identity? Or are you unaware of it?"
"What age are you in? Who does good deeds without leaving a name?"
Han Jiangxue walked forward and glanced at the woman condescendingly: "The next time she sees me again, I hope she will sincerely wish that Brother Zhang and I will be together forever and grow old together. I can't think of anything else. think."
The woman's heart suddenly sank as she looked at Han Jiangxue's beautiful, blurry eyes.
This little boss doesn't kill people, but he kills people's hearts.
She suddenly remembered what Han Laomo had said to her sincerely before leaving: "My daughter is easy to get along with, but don't really get along with her."
