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I can finally sleep in my own bed at home, with my wife. I feel so safe and secure.
Boss Nie closed his eyes and remained silent, but after a long while he suddenly said, "So next week, you're planning to go and deliver the banner?"
Chen Rou said with a smile, "A gun worth five million is in the hands of the police's top detective. Look forward to it, it should be quite a show."
Nie Zhao remained silent for a long time, then gently pried open his wife's lips with his tongue, licking and savoring between her lips and teeth. He couldn't help but think about what it would be like if they were strangers, and she appeared in front of him with a cigarette in her mouth, asking for a light and exhaling smoke. That would be so romantic. Damn Hong Kong police, they just had to go against him, didn't they? They deserved it!
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In the servants' quarters and the bodyguard captain's room in the three-story building next to the main building, Song Yuanchao sat at his desk, stroking his temples, reading a letter his father had asked his nephew to write to him.
In the letter, which was less than 200 words long, Yu Shao used more than a dozen pinyin characters and even wrote "donkey" as "horse household," indicating that he was not a good student. His father, on the other hand, only conveyed three messages throughout the letter: urging him to get married, urging him to get married, and urging him to get married again.
Song Yuanchao closed the letter and looked at the schedule on the table. There was a pre-booked event in October: Miss Bao Yuyan's wedding. The boss and his wife would be attending, and of course, Miss Ahan would also definitely be there.
After dinner tonight, when the old man came out for a walk, he asked Uncle Ming what he thought of Sir Ding's eldest grandson. If he thought he was good, he wanted to arrange for him to meet Nie Han privately.
My granddaughter is getting on in years and it's time for her to get married.
As for Sir Ding's eldest grandson, Song Yuanchao had met him and remembered him as a nice person, but he had a celebrity girlfriend.
But it seems that Sir Ding once publicly criticized the girl, saying she was a pheasant and would never become a phoenix.
But Song Yuanchao felt that it takes two to tango. If Young Master Ding hadn't provoked her, the girl wouldn't have had that kind of ambition. Young Master Ding was in a relationship but didn't take responsibility. What if he came to marry the young lady?
His eldest daughter is a strong woman. Just a few days ago, she sold a property that was originally worth 100 million for 200 million. Even Nie Rong praised her, saying that Nie Han's style was very much like her grandmother's. She married someone like that.
Bodyguards don't lock the door when they sleep at night, so they can rush out at any time. But if the boss suddenly appeared at the door in his pajamas, how scared would Song Yuanchao be? It was terrifying. He jumped up on the spot.
The boss just got back from a business trip; he looks tired, walking with a limp gait.
Upon entering, he sat on the edge of Song Yuanchao's bed, handing him a dagger without saying a word.
Song Yuanchao only had the table lamp on, and it was dark in the distance, so he couldn't see clearly. But when he took the knife, he tried to pull it out but couldn't. After thinking for a moment, he flicked it lightly and tried to pull it out again. Well, it was another one that was exactly what he expected.
He drew the knife and took it downstairs to examine it closely: "Phoenix, Phoenix Military Knife."
Boss Nie had just been too passionate in bed, and his legs were as weak as the Hong Kong media had described. He was exhausted and said, "Teach me how to open it."
This is too much! His wife can do it, his son can do it, his son's godfather can do it, but Nie Zhao can't.
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