After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

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Sangzhi left the dance hall.

She called Ye Jialan again.

Ye Jialan told her that she was going back to the hotel.

I'm sorry for leaving her alone at Carl's house.

He also said he would call a driver for her.

Ye Jialan was afraid that she would not be safe alone in a foreign country.

He was her ex-husband's bodyguard.

He is also reliable and will deliver her to the hotel safely.

"Okay, Sister Jialan, then I need to talk to Mr. Karl again."

"No, don't worry...just worry about him." Ye Jialan said.

Sangzhi could tell that Ye Jialan's voice was intermittent.

She thought that she should know that Ye Jialan was "busy".

"Sister Jialan, I won't disturb you anymore. I'll go back in a moment. I wish you a wonderful night."

"Zhizhi, I will send you the driver's contact information and license plate number shortly."

"Ok."

Sangzhi hung up the phone.

Soon, Ye Jialan sent the driver's contact information and license plate number.

Sang Zhi put away her phone. Just as she was about to take off her mask and leave, she saw a man standing at the door of the ballroom not far away.

The man's figure was stretched out by the streetlight.

He just stared at her quietly.

Sang Zhi subconsciously clenched her palms.

This elvis...

Sang Zhi pulled her lips, turned around, took off her mask, threw it into the trash can, and left calmly.

But Sangzhi didn't see it.

The moment she turned around and took off her mask, the man also took off the mask on his face.

"Sir, aren't you going to chase her? That is...Miss Sang."

Gu Nan didn't know when he had walked to Elvis.

Elvis kept staring at the direction Sangzhi left.

"Don't worry, we will meet again soon."

He squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes dark.

Gu Nan turned his head, stared at the man's angular profile, and whispered.

"Sir, are your legs... okay now? If you are tired, I will bring you the wheelchair."

"No, I'm not tired."

Elvis's voice was light and his expression was distant and indifferent.

"Let's go, I'll go thank Karl."

Elvis whispered, but just as he was about to leave, his steps stopped.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Gu Nan frowned, a little confused.

"You go first."

Elvis said, walking towards the direction Sangzhi left just now.

Gu Nan looked at him without knowing why, and quickly followed him.

But before he even got closer, Gu Nan saw Elvis stopping in front of the trash can where Sang Zhi had just thrown away his mask.

Gu Nan saw the man bend down and pick out the mask, his eyes were deep and deep.

……

Sangzhi left the Carl family's manor villa.

There were several Bentley cars parked at the door.

The street light at the door is a little dim.

Sangzhi was about to look for the license plate numbers one by one when he suddenly heard the horn of the silver-gray Bentley in the corner honking several times.

She subconsciously looked over.

The high beams were turned on.

"..."

Sangzhi was a little dizzy.

She subconsciously squinted her eyes and raised her hand to block her sight. When she was almost approaching, the high-beam headlights were changed to low-beam headlights.

She looked closer at the license plate number.

It's exactly the same as what Ye Jialan sent.

There were no lights on in the car.

Moreover, the bodyguard should also be wearing black clothes, a tongue depressor, and sunglasses, all of which blended in with the night.

"..."

But she could vaguely see someone in the driver's seat.

The corners of Sangzhi's mouth twitched slightly.

The speaker was pressed twice more.

Sang Zhi thought the bodyguard was impatient to wait. After all, Ye Jialan said the bodyguard had already been here waiting to pick her up.

Sangzhi quickly opened the back seat door and got in.

"Mr. Charles, I am Ye Jialan's friend, you should be Miss Ye...well, Charles, my lover's bodyguard."

"Um……"

There was a very soft response, still a little unclear.

Also Chinese?

Sangzhi subconsciously looked in the rearview mirror.

Peaked cap, sunglasses, mask...

She wouldn't have gotten into a black car, would she?

Why does it feel unreliable?

"Go to Will International Hotel." Sang Zhi said tremblingly, and quickly picked up the phone and pretended to call Ye Jialan.

"Hey, Sister Jialan... I've already gotten in the car, yes, the bodyguard is waiting for me at the door.

I'll be at the hotel in a moment..."

Sangzhi said while secretly looking at the bodyguard in the driver's seat.

Ye Jialan's ex-husband's bodyguard.

It should be safe and reliable...

Sangzhi thought.

It doesn't matter if it's unreliable, she still has pepper spray.

Sangzhi subconsciously touched the bag.

It was quiet all the way.

Sangzhi leaned against the car window and looked at the night view of Italy, but he was a little absent-minded.

That Elvis in the ballroom... gave her an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

Meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend.

And he said.

Will you look forward to meeting me again?

expect?

Ask a stranger you meet for the first time if she looks forward to meeting him again?

So... that man's determined tone... means, will they meet again?

The Chinese man named "elvis"...

Sangzhi rubbed his eyes.

She soon felt a little tired.

The car drove smoothly on a flat road.

Sangzhi fell asleep quickly.

She dreamed about what happened when she was in Chenyang again.

I dreamed about what happened in middle school again.

I dreamed about Ji Yixun at that time again.

"Yixun... don't leave."

Sangzhi groaned.

With a "bang", the car stopped suddenly.

Sangzhi's head hit the driver's seat in front of him, causing him to wake up.

"..."

Sang Zhi was about to ask the bodyguard what happened and why he suddenly stepped on the brakes.

But when she raised her eyes, she saw the splendid Weir International Hotel.

It turned out to be the hotel.

Sangzhi twitched his lips.

"Mr. Charles, thank you."

Sang Zhi thanked the front seat and subconsciously reached for the money from his bag.

"Well... I don't seem to have any money... Sir, please wait for me for a moment and I will get you some money. Do you want RMB or Euros?"

She still understands interpersonal relationships.

Even if he is the bodyguard of Ye Jialan's ex-husband.

They brought her back specially, and she needed to show off.

"..."

The bodyguard obviously didn't want to talk to her and said through the mask, "It doesn't matter."

Sangzhi responded.

"Then wait for me for a while."

Sangzhi ordered the person in the driver's seat.

She has been a prostitute for free these two days and can't go anywhere without money.

She followed Ye Jialan. Mr. Karl took good care of Ye Jialan and didn't need them to spend money on anything.

But on the first day she came, she exchanged RMB for some euros.

I didn't even think about using it.

Don't use it now.

Sang Zhi was afraid that the bodyguard would be impatient, so he quickly took the elevator upstairs.

Now in front of the hotel room, she lowered her head and took out her room card and swiped it.

But she didn't notice the dark figure slowly walking towards her not far away.

With a "ding" sound, the door opened and Sang Zhi entered the room. However, as soon as she walked in, before she could close the door, someone blocked the door.

Sang Zhi stared blankly at the tall black figure in front of him, a little surprised, "Mr. Charles, why are you up here?"

"What...are you going to do? Didn't I tell you to wait for me downstairs?"

Sang Zhi whispered, her eyes falling on the man's long legs against the door.

The man crossed his long legs, clasped her wrists and took her directly into the room, and then kicked the door shut with his feet.

Sang Zhi's face changed suddenly, and she subconsciously wanted to shake off his hand and get the anti-wolf spray from her bag.

But before he could use it, the man snatched it away and threw it on the ground aside.

Sang Zhi's face turned pale and he was about to open the door and run out.

"Help!"

"Help!"

Sangzhi shouted, deliberately speaking in English.

Just as he said it, the man covered his mouth from behind and pressed him against the cold door.