After that day, Song Ci never saw Edward or Arang again.
It's like they just disappeared out of thin air.
But the eyes in the dark are staring at Song Ci all the time, and Song Ci can't escape no matter what.
Edward did not restrict Song Ci's freedom, she could move around the house and do anything.
But she still doesn't have access to the internet.
She was isolated in this house, and she could see the blue sky when she looked up, and the sea when she looked down. Other than that, Song Ci knew nothing about what happened outside.
Edward said that if Song Ci could learn Sicilian within a month, Song Ci must learn it!
If you can’t learn it, please refer to that half mutton and that spy woman for the end.
The threat of death forced Song Ci to pick up his studies again.
She took a serious attitude that she had never done before, and worked hard to learn Sicilian.
Song Ci kept talking to the servants in the house every day. At the beginning, their conversation was like a chicken talking to a duck. You talk about yours, and I talk about mine.
After a few days, Song Ci could understand some daily conversations.
Gradually, Song Ci could understand what the servants said, and she could speak a few words of Sicilian herself. It's just that the pronunciation is not standard enough.
The one-month time limit is coming soon, Song Ci's heart is tense.
She didn't know how many days her head could stay on her neck, so she treated every day as if it was her last.
Every day after dinner, Song Ci would stand in the yard on the first floor and take a walk. The courtyard faces the sea, and the iron fence courtyard wall cannot block the scenery outside.
Song Ci listened to the sound of the waves and smelled the fishy smell brought by the sea breeze in the air. She thought of something, and her eyes gradually became deeper.
Song Ci stared at the opposite island and was dumbfounded.
The scenery on the island is very good. People play on the island every day. Song Ci can see girls in bikinis on the island.
Song Ci asked the servant: "Is that island opposite a tourist area?"
The servant said: "Yes, except for the island where Mr. lives, the trails nearby are all scenic spots."
Sicily is a resort and a source of income for Edward and the others.
The scenery here is good, and the law and order are also very good. The crime phenomenon in this city is actually lower than other cities.
It seems that Edward is very fancy about the tourism industry and manages the security around here very safely.
Today, the sunset is about to fall.
The tall and beautiful maid came out of the house pushing the dining cart, intending to feed the sharks.
Song Ci saw it and hurried out of the room.
"Freya, can I feed the sharks with you?"
The woman named Freya looked at Song Ci warily.
It was Freya's job to feed the sharks. If she failed her duty, she was the food that was fed to the sharks.
Freya can't trust Song Ci.
She was worried that Song Ci would play tricks, so she refused without thinking.
"No need, you are a guest, I will do this kind of rough work." Freya refused Song Ci, and pushed the dining car to the courtyard wall alone.
Song Ci silently followed behind Freya.
Freya opened the iron gate, put on her gloves, stood on the edge of the cliff, lifted half of the mutton on the dining car, and threw them into the sea.
As she leaned forward, Freya's feet suddenly slipped.
"ah!"
The mutton in Freya's hand fell into the sea, and she also slid down the cliff.
"Freya!"
Song Ci rushed forward quickly, holding Freya's hand tightly with both hands.
Freya was held back by Song Ci, and she hung on the edge of the cliff with a pale face.
Song Ci pulled Freya up with all her strength.
"Don't struggle. The more you struggle, the more dangerous you become. Be quiet, and I will save you." Song Ci's voice carried a soothing power.
Freya nodded with a pale face.
The stone on the cliff was very sharp, Freya's body was cut by the sharp stone, and a lot of blood flowed out.
When Song Ci dragged Freya, Freya inevitably suffered some injuries.
The bodyguard heard the movement, ran over quickly, and helped Song Ci drag Freya up.
Freya's legs were weak, so she knelt beside the dining car.
Hearing the sound of splashing water suddenly coming from under the cliff, Freya turned and lowered her head, and glanced at the sea.
The shark Coco came out of the sea, bit the half of the mutton, and left contentedly.
Seeing this, Freya's face was like white wax.
If Song Ci hadn't saved her just now, she might have become Coco's belly.
Freya took a deep look at Song Ci.
Song Ci was turning her wrist. To save Freya just now, Song Ci's wrist was slightly strained.
Freya smiled gratefully at Song Ci, and thanked her: "Thank you, you saved my life."
Song Ci nodded, and said coldly, "Be careful next time."
"good."
Freya stood up slowly, and was taken by bodyguards to treat the wound.
Seeing that Song Ci was still sitting on the ground, the bodyguard asked her, "Song, are you injured?"
Song Ci waved her hand and said, "No, just leave me alone."
The bodyguard thought about it and left.
There is a cliff outside, and there is a sea-suppressing beast coco in the sea, forgive her for not daring to jump into the sea to escape.
Song Ci did not dare to jump into the sea to escape.
First, she has deep-sea phobia, and second, she is timid and cherishes her life.
She would rather stay alive in Edward's house than try to escape by jumping into the sea.
In fact, Song Ci knew the facts very clearly. When he arrived at Edward's territory, Song Ci had no hope of escaping.
She didn't even have the thought of running away.
Song Ci sat on the ground like a salted fish, looking at the sunset at the end of the coastline.
The scene in front of him was breathtakingly beautiful.
Song Ci suddenly missed Han Zhan.
She sat up for a while before getting up, and when she got up, her toes rubbed against the place where Freya fell.
The ground was so smooth that it looked as if it had been smeared with some kind of lubricating oil.
The next day, Freya came to feed Coco on time.
Song Ci was wearing a long sea blue dress, standing by the iron fence, staring at the island in the distance.
Hearing the sound of the wheels of the dining cart rolling, Song Ci turned around.
Seeing Freya, Song Ci asked her, "Is your injury healed?"
Freya smiled shyly, and said, "It's nothing serious."
Song Ci noticed that Freya's walking speed was slower than before.
Freya opened the iron door and was about to put on her gloves when Song Ci suddenly reached out and took the gloves away. "Let me help you."
Freya hesitated.
Song Ci said again: "Don't worry, it's fine."
Freya didn't stop it.
Song Ci put on her gloves, and slowly picked up the half of the mutton. "It's quite heavy." Song Ci said.
Freya smiled and said, "Coco is more edible."
"Obviously."
Song Ci dropped the half mutton leaf.
No one noticed that along with the mutton was thrown into the sea, there was also a small bottle of skin care products.
For the next few days, Song Ci would help Freya feed the sharks.
She seems to have fallen in love with feeding the sharks.
The bodyguard informed Edward of Song Ci's abnormality. Edward didn't realize that Song Ci was playing tricks, and thought that Song Ci simply loved feeding sharks, so he acquiesced to Song Ci's behavior.
In a blink of an eye, a month has passed.
Edward is back.
He came back with Cecilio, who had a double-sided relationship with Song Ci.
When Edward got home, he asked Song Ci to be called.
Song Ci was having lunch at that time.
Hearing that Edward wanted to see her, Song Ci's hands trembled a little.
She calmed down quickly, changed her clothes, and went to the second floor.
second floor.
Edward sat on the sofa and smoked a cigar. He squinted his eyes, stared at the calm Mediterranean Sea, and said, "You can go to the negotiation the day after tomorrow."
Cecilio was a little surprised.
Edward: "You need to start taking over my business."
Cecilio nodded.
"By the way, Orianna, is there any progress now?"
Cecilio said, "No."
"Call her later and ask her to come back."
"good."
While the two were talking, Song Ci came to the second floor.
When Cecilio heard the movement, he raised his head and looked towards the entrance on the second floor.
Seeing Song Ci, Cecilio was slightly taken aback.
Today, Song Ci wore a red backless skirt, the skirt covered the hips and did not reach the knees.
This dress was prepared by Edward's people for her.
In fact, living here, Song Ci had Edward prepare everything from underwear to shoes and jewelry. Song Ci has neither the right to choose nor the right to refuse.
Cecilio quickly lowered his head, picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and suppressed the emotions in his eyes.
Song Ci walked to the sofa and stood there, motionless, like a statue.
Edward bit his cigar and glanced at Song Ci.
This time, his eyes lingered on Song Ci for a long time.
Edward knew that Jiang Shiyu had given birth to the traitor Mosang with two daughters, besides Song Ci, there was also a child named Song Fei.
Edward had seen Song Fei's photos.
Although the two sisters look almost identical, Song Fei has nothing like Jiang Shiyu except for that face.
Song Fei is more like a copy of Mo Sang.
Song porcelain is different.
Song Ci is like a replica of Jiang Shiyu, not only in appearance, but also in temper, eyes, and the way he smiles, which is exactly the same as Jiang Shiyu.
Edward stared at Song Ci's face, in a trance, thinking that time traveled back to more than 30 years ago.
At that time, Jiang Shiyu was also wearing a skirt of the same style as Song Ci's, and sat cross-legged in his arms, biting his neck frantically.
For Jiang Shiyu, Edward is always conniving.
He thought that Jiang Shiyu's enthusiasm and excitement towards him was due to love.
He thought that his infatuation finally touched Jiang Shiyu.
But that woman's heart is like a stone, in order to gain his trust, she even did not hesitate to get pregnant to gain his trust and vigilance.
As she wished, he gave her proper freedom.
He thought that with Cecilio, Jiang Shiyu would obediently stay by his side. But that woman is really rational and calm, she would rather leave her own flesh and blood than leave his side
Edward looked at Song Ci, the light in his eyes flickered on and off.
Song Ci was disturbed by Edward's look.
She was married, and she could read Edward's eyes.
She lowered her head slowly, feeling a little scared in her heart.
With her head down, Song Ci glanced at Cecilio.
Cecilio was wearing an iron gray suit, with blond hair in an unruly style, and a pair of cold blue eyes on his stern and dangerous face.
Cecilio didn't look at Song Ci again, and just drank quietly.
After smoking the cigar, Edward suddenly pointed to Song Ci and said to Cecilio, "Leo, this is Song Ci, the daughter of your mother and the traitor Mosang."
Only then did Cecilio raise his head, and gave Song Ci a cold look.
He nodded and said, "I've seen her."
"Have seen it? Then why didn't you tell me?" Edward was condemning Cecilio's concealment from him.
Cecilio replied with an unchanged expression: "I passed by the cinema some time ago and saw her on the poster."
Cecilio lied. The first time he met Song Ci was clearly last spring.
Song Ci glanced at Cecilio in surprise, clever enough not to expose his lies.
"Ah"
Edward suddenly called Song Ci, "Song Ci."
Song Ci, like a student who was called by the teacher, suddenly stood up and said loudly, "Here!"
Edward froze for a moment, then there was a smile in his eyes.
He asked Song Ci: "Have you learned Sicilian yet?"
Song Ci glanced at Edward, and then said: "Yes." After meeting for a while, it is also meeting.
Edward: "Say a few words and I'll listen."
Song Ci thought for a while, then called Edward's name in Sicilian. "Edward."
Hearing this soft and waxy Edward, Edward was slightly taken aback, thinking of some long-standing memories.
The first Sicilian sentence Jiang Shiyu learned was also his name.
During countless nights and days of passion, Jiang Shiyu would always call his name loudly under his persecution.
How sweet and passionate it used to be, now how painful and angry Edward is.
Edward raised his head, stared at Song Ci, and suddenly said, "Ti-vogghiu, what do you mean?"
Hearing this, Cecilio suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Ci inexplicably.
Song Ci understood the meaning of this sentence, but she didn't understand why Edward mentioned it.
Song Ci also noticed Cecilio's sudden stare. Song Ci hesitated for a moment, but replied honestly in English: "I love you."
Edward's eyes were heavy and he didn't speak. He stared at the box of cigars and suddenly tore off his tie.
Song Ci didn't know what Edward was thinking, but Cecilio, who was sitting opposite him, changed his eyes.
This is what Edward does when he becomes interested in a woman.
But Song Ci is not another woman.
She was the wife of Edward's son, and the mother of his granddaughters!
Edward threw away his tie, glanced at Cecilio with eyes full of coercion, and said, "Leo, you go out first."
This time, Cecilio didn't move.
Seeing this, Edward frowned, his tone became displeased, "Still leaving?"
Cecilio glanced at Song Ci before staring into Edward's eyes, and reminded him in a serious tone: "Father, she is the mother of your granddaughter."
Your grandson's mother can shake Edward's mind more than your son's wife.
Edward woke up with a jerk.
He stood up suddenly, dropped his glass, and left.
After he left, Cecilio looked at Song Ci and said, "Don't tell him I love you, let alone call him by his name in Sicilian."
Song Ci vaguely understood that maybe it was his own performance that reminded Edward of his mother.
Think of Edward's action of pulling his tie just now, and the aggressive and possessive eyes he had when he looked at himself just now.
Song Ci's legs suddenly softened.
That pervert wants to sleep with her!
Is that human being!
Song Ci couldn't understand Edward's abnormality.
Didn't he love his mother madly
How could he touch other women casually
Cecilio stood up. He stared at the enchanting Song Ci, and said to her: "Don't try to restrain Edward with morality and ethics. There has never been such a thing in him."
If there was such a thing, Edward would not have snatched Jiang Shiyu away from Coleman back then, imprisoned her forcibly, and possessed her domineeringly.
Edward loves someone, so he has to bring that person by his side regardless of everything, and watch over him day and night.
But Jiang Shiyu never loved Edward.
Even Cecilio was the child Jiang Shiyu deliberately conceived in order to deceive Edward's trust.
Cecilio lifted his legs and was about to leave.
Song Ci turned around suddenly, facing Cecilio's tall back, she couldn't help saying: "Thank you"
Gritting her teeth, Song Ci blushed and called out awkwardly: "Brother"
Cecilio paused slightly.
He didn't look back, his voice was as cold as ice, and it reached Song Ci's ears: "I'm not your brother."
He is a child abandoned by his mother, he is a child of a single-parent family, and he has no sister.
Not before, and never will be.
Song Ci's expression froze slightly.
She could understand Cecilio's attitude and mood.
Song Ci has been loved by her parents since she was a child, but what about Cecilio
His birth was a deception, a child conceived deliberately by Jiang Shiyu in order to gain Edward's trust.
For Song Ci, Jiang Shiyu is a qualified, kind, perfect and good mother.
But to Cecilio, Jiang Shiyu is a heartless bad woman who abandons her children.
Cecilio is still willing to speak for himself today, which is already kind.
Song Ci clearly realized how difficult his situation was.
Her half-brother chose to turn a blind eye to her situation, and Edward was an unpredictable old pervert, and beside him was A Jean who was always eager to die soon.
Song Ci felt tired, and for a moment, suddenly wanted to die.
But when she thought of Han Zhan, her lovely daughters, and her only sister Song Fei, Song Ci cheered up again.
She can't die!
If she died, Han Zhan would be able to find beautiful girls, if she died, his daughters would be bullied by their stepmother, and if she died, Song Fei would have no relatives.
Song Ciqiang cheered up, bit up all the grievances and fears, and swallowed them into his stomach.
-
The temperature is cooler in the morning, and there are more tourists on the beach than at noon.
A slender little boy was running barefoot on the beach with a basket in his hand. Seeing a shell, the little boy squatted down and picked it up.
After picking up a few more shells, the little boy suddenly said, "Oh! There's a drifting bottle!"
It was a lamer essence bottle, green, with a piece of paper inside.
The little boy unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out the note inside, and spread it out.
The characters were beautifully written, but the little boy couldn't read all the Chinese characters.
"Mum, can you understand what's written on it?" Zhuang Qilin handed the note to the blonde beauty behind him.
Xiao Li took the paper, opened it, and glanced at it, feeling a little confused as well.
"Zhuang Long, look, what is written here?"
Xiaoli handed the note to the man in the black shirt behind him.
Zhuang Long opened the note, let out a yo, and read in a playful tone—
[If someone finds this drifting bottle, please call 1XXX for me and tell a Mr. Han Zhan: Song Ci confessed his love to you in Catania, Sicily.]
Zhuang Long stared at the note and narrowed his eyes.
His wife Xiaoli asked him: "Is it a confession letter? Or a pouring bottle?"
Looking at the boundless sea, Zhuang Long smiled and said, "It's a distress letter."
Ordinary people would really take this letter as a confession letter, but Zhuang Long saw through it at a glance. It was a woman named Song Ci who was asking for help from a man named Han Zhan.
Worried that the drifting bottle would be picked up by bad guys, he concealed his true purpose by confessing.
Xiaoli asked Zhuang Long, "Can you help me?"
Zhuang Long said, "Wait a minute."
He entered the phone number on his mobile phone and found that the phone belonged to Wangdongcheng, China.
Seeing this, Zhuang Long smiled meaningfully. "I heard from Fang Yusheng that a rich man named Han Zhan suddenly appeared in Wangdong City recently, and he is a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered."
"This person can be saved!"
Save someone, then blackmail him severely!
Not only did good deeds, but also cheated money.
Zhuang Long dialed the phone.
The phone was dialed, and it rang for a few seconds before being connected.
"Hello." The man's voice was low and sounded a little tired.
Zhuang Long asked the other party in Chinese: "Han Zhan? CEO of Zeus International?"
Han Zhan glanced at his phone.
It's a US number.
He was sure that he didn't know the other party, so he became vigilant, "Hello, I'm Han Zhan, who are you? What's the matter?"
After getting the answer he wanted, Zhuang Long seemed to see a fat lamb twisting its buttocks in front of him.
Zhuang Long smiled kindly: "Hello, Mr. Han. Song Ci confessed his love to you in Catania, Sicily."
Hearing this, Han Zhan stood up abruptly from his chair.
"What did you say?"
Zhuang Long shrugged, he said: "I found a drift bottle on a nearby holiday island in Catania, and it said: If anyone finds this drift bottle, please call the number 1XXX for me , Tell a gentleman named Han Zhan: Song Ci confessed to you in Catania, Sicily."
Zhuang Long crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the sea water.
"Mr. Han, the words have been brought, please remember my name, my name is Zhuang Long, the director of the New York Ice Dragon Research Institute. If you want to thank me after this is done, please bring money to see me in New York. Goodbye."
Zhuang Long hung up the phone, put on his surfing suit, and said to the little boy beside him, "Qilin, let's go surfing!"
Zhuang Qilin lost his basket and went surfing with Zhuang Long.
"Wait for me!"
Xiao Li tied up her hair and chased after him with the surfboard in her arms.
-
After Han Zhan received the call, he was a little excited.
When Han Zhan was young, Edward lived in Milan.
Later, Han Aoyu took him to his lair, so Edward changed his address. Edward's property spread all over Italy and Europe, and his address has always been a mystery.
There are top hackers around Edward, who can always erase the traces of Edward's existence.
Han Zhan tried to find Edward's whereabouts, but failed.
Zhuang Long's phone call was really just in time.
Han Zhan worried that the call was fraudulent, so he called Song Fei and asked Song Fei to check the monitoring information near Catania.
Two hours later, Song Fei sent a blurry surveillance screenshot.
The surveillance screenshot was taken today. In the screenshot, a group of men in black clothes were getting off a car at the entrance of a club.
Because the monitoring was done today, Edward's people hadn't deleted it in time, so Song Fei was the first to find out.
Song Fei took the phone and told Han Zhan: "The news is correct, Edward lives in Catania."
Han Zhan: "Well, thank you."
Hearing Han Zhan's voice packing up his things, Song Fei asked him, "What are your plans?"
Han Zhan closed the zipper of the suitcase, and said, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get a tiger's cub."
Song Fei said, "I'll go too."
"Don't."
Han Zhan had already prepared for the worst.
Han Zhan told Song Fei: "You stay, Sister Fei, if I never come back, you can help me take care of my two children."
Song Fei and Yan Jiang are barren. Han Miao and Han Jun are Song Ci's biological daughters. Song Fei treats Song Ci so well, and he will definitely treat their daughter well.
He said, "Sister Fei, please."
Song Fei was on the computer side, her eyes were red.
"Must come back."
Han Zhan hung up the phone directly.
He carried his luggage, came to the airport with a fake identity, and bought a plane ticket to Switzerland.
A few hours later, Han Zhan came to Zurich, the capital of Switzerland. He called a car and went straight to Lake Zurich.
Han Zhan pressed the peaked cap on his head and looked up at the shops around Lake Zurich. Finally, Han Zhan found his target and walked towards a sausage restaurant.
Many people here speak German.
Seeing Han Zhan, the clerk raised his head and asked him, "Hello, sir, what would you like to eat?"
Han Zhan walked to the counter, tapped his fingers on the table, and said, "Hi, I want to see Susanna."
The clerk stopped his busy movements.
He took a deep look at Han Zhan, then picked up the landline and made a call.
The clerk explained the situation and got a reply from the other end of the phone, so he said to Han Zhan, "Mr. Han, please go upstairs."
Han Zhan stepped on the solid wooden stairs to the second floor.
On the recliner in the collection room on the second floor, a young woman fell asleep.
It was a very fair-skinned woman with a mole under the corner of her eye, and she was very beautiful. She has long legs wrapped in black jeans.
This is Suzanne, the most mysterious and powerful disguiser in the world. It is said that the mask made by her hands can completely change the face of a person, and no one can see it.
Hearing the movement, the woman sat up, stared at Han Zhan for a moment, and then said, "My things are very expensive."
Han Zhan threw the luggage bag in his hand on the table, full of aura—
"I have money."
Susannah opened the bag and stared at the cash inside with a satisfied look.
"Guest, please sit down."
After Han Zhan sat down, Suzanne reached out and touched his face for a long time. She said she was touching the bones, but Han Zhan suspected that she was taking advantage of him.
After touching it for a while, Suzanne withdrew her hand and asked him, "What do you want?"
Han Zhan took out a photo and handed it to Susanna, "It's like this."
Susannah looked down at the face in the photo.
Han Zhan wanted to change his face and pretend to be another person.
Susannah couldn't help asking: "If you become him, what should he do?"
Han Zhan: "Just like I paid you the money but didn't ask you what you want to use the money for, Miss Suzanne, please don't ask me what I'm going to do with it."
Susannah chuckled. "I was talking too much."
Han Zhan showed his right hand with the broken finger again, and asked Susanna, "Can you find a way to repair my finger, at least not let others see that there is something wrong with my hand."
Susanna stared at Han Zhan's hand and nodded.
-
Inside an underground tavern in Catania.
Cecilio was sitting on the sofa, twisting a cigar-shaped cigarette in his hand, and sniffing it in front of his nose.
His expression remained unchanged throughout.
On the opposite side, a woman in a black leather jacket with a tube top was squinting at Cecilio.
This is Cecilio, the prince of the "Son of God" group, who is only thirty-five years old and has the title of "Mad Shark of Sicily".
Cecilio put down the goods in his hand and said to the people beside him, "Pure."
Hearing this, the men beside him hurriedly put away their things, and moved them from the table behind Cecilio.
Cecilio looked at the woman with a big face and beautiful face opposite him, and there was a businesslike and hypocritical smile on his stern face.
He opened his arms and said with a smile: "Vivian, my friend, welcome to beautiful Catania."
Goods match, they are friends.
The goods are not on the right board, and Vivienne's head can fall to the ground at any time.
Vivian chuckled and picked up the red wine glass on the table.
She raised her wine glass to Cecilio, curling up her pink lips, "As I said, I came here with sincerity."
"I am very sure."
Cecilio clinked glasses with her, took a sip of the wine, and then put down the goblet.
He crossed his hands and hung them on his stomach. The index finger of the right hand moved casually on the back of the left hand, appearing carelessly.
After talking about the business, next, it's time to talk about romantic things.
Vivian moved closer.
As soon as he bent over, he was happy.
"Cecileo." Under the table, the tip of Vivienne's high-heeled shoes rubbed gently back and forth on Cecilio's calf.
Cecilio looked down at the red high-heeled shoe with a cold and indifferent expression.
Vivian didn't believe in evil, and continued to tease Cecilio.
Her pointed leather toe went up Cecilio's calf.
When the toes just touched Cecilio's knee, Cecilio suddenly reached out and grabbed the red high-heeled shoe.
Vivienne threw him a wink, and she said, "Cecileo, do you want to try it with me?"
Women are bold, beautiful, and attractive.
But Cecilio's eyes were always clear.
Cecilio let go of Vivienne's toes and stood up. He looked at Vivienne high above and said, "You may not know that I am not interested in women who throw themselves into my arms."
Wei Wei'an was a little surprised, "Why, don't you like to take things by force?"
Cecilio: "No."
He thought of something, his eyes turned cold, he turned and left.
He doesn't like women who throw themselves into his arms, and he doesn't like scenes of robbery. He likes to destroy, especially a pure and clean flower.
"let's go."
Hearing this, the two tall men standing behind him bent down at the same time, picked up the things on the ground, and walked behind Cecilio.
"Carl, take good care of your things and don't lose them." Cecilio said to his confidant.
Holding the object with one hand, the tall man standing at Cecilio heard Cecilio's order, he responded heavily, and subconsciously hugged the object even tighter.
Moving on, Carl suddenly coughed a few times.
Cecilio frowned and looked at him, "You have a cold?"
Carl nodded and said, "I caught a cold last night."
"No wonder your voice is hoarse today."
At this time, the male colleague next to Carl said: "Carl had a good time with a woman last night, slept on the beach all night, didn't wear clothes, and caught a cold!"
Hearing this, Karl glared at his companion angrily.
Cecilio showed a playful look. He patted Karl's motionless right arm hanging by his side, and told him earnestly: "Don't take the kidneys seriously just because you are young."
Carl glanced at his unconscious right arm and nodded.
Many years ago, Carl was shot in the right shoulder blade in order to save Cecilio. Because he missed the best time for treatment, now Carl's entire right arm is useless.
Although his right arm is still hanging on his body, it can only serve as a decoration.
The car drove all the way to the door of the house.
Cecilio got out of the car and led Carl and another subordinate to the house. At this time, a coupe quickly approached from far to near.
The coupe stopped at the gate.
The door opened, and a tall beauty in a silver fringed skirt came out from inside.
The beauty stepped on high heels, held a bag in her hand, and looked at Cecilio with a cold expression. Nodding to Cecilio, and shouting brother, Orianna walked in.
Cecilio followed suit.
As the siblings walked side by side, Cecilio asked Oriana, "How is the research project going?"
Orianna said, "Failed."
Cecilio paused.
"Orianna."
Orianna stopped, turned around, and stared at Cecilio.
Cecilio said to her: "If you fail again, he will lose his patience, and you will be in danger."
Orianna sneered, "It's just one death."
After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked into the small three-story building. Her tall and stubborn back revealed a cold arrogance that regarded death as home.
At this moment, after Song Ci finished swimming, she walked over from the pool with a bath towel on her shoulders, ready to go back to her room.
In front of the small building, Song Ci stopped when she met Cecilio, and glanced at Cecilio.
Seeing two tall men standing behind Cecilio and noticing that they were holding something in their hands, Song Ci's eyes flickered slightly.
If you shouldn't ask, don't ask. This is the secret to saving your life.
Nodding to Cecilio, Song Ci left.
After walking two steps, Song Ci noticed a fiery gaze on her. She stopped suddenly and glanced back at Carl behind Cecilio.
"What are you looking at, haven't you seen a woman with such a good figure like me?" Song Ci scolded Carl fiercely, and walked away with those fair legs.
Cecilio turned his head and stared at the embarrassed Cal, smiling playfully.
But soon, he darkened his face and warned Carl: "This woman, don't look too much."
Carl quickly lowered his head, not daring to glance around.
"Let's go."
Cecilio led his subordinates into the small building.
As for Song Ci, after returning to the small building where she lived, she took a glass of warm water and drank it.
After drinking the water, Song Ci went upstairs, took a shower, changed her clothes, and got into bed.
She covered herself with the quilt, bit out the pillow with her teeth, and resisted the urge to cry.
Han Zhan, will you come to me
(end of this chapter)