Wen Ruyu was distracted for a moment and completely passive in the conversation. She took a sip of wine irritably, and the atmosphere in the living room was a little awkward.
The head maid saw the maid outside the door signaling her to go out quietly. After a moment, she came to Wen Ruyu and lowered her head to speak softly.
"That vine brought them in... Also, Mr. Fang seems to have come. A maid saw it."
The head maid whispered softly, and Wen Ruyu gradually frowned, his expression falling into deep thought.
Lin Ruolan felt a little regretful when he saw this, and said with a smile.
"Mr. Wen, I am no longer the minister of Linhai City. I am now alone and helpless. Please, Mr. Wen, take us in."
Wen Ruyu was quick-witted and understood something in an instant. She looked at the dignified and serious Lin Ruolan in shock and questioned her through gritted teeth.
"Lin Ruolan, what is your relationship with Fang Ming!?"
"Of course... the same as you, Mr. Wen."
Wen Ruyu felt a little hot-headed, "Lin Ruolan, you are a good minister, but you come here to joke with me?!"
"I am also surprised that you, the president of the Wen Group, are serving as his housekeeper here."
Lin Ruolan stood up and bowed slightly to President Wen, "Please take care of me."
The secretary behind him bowed nervously.
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At this time, Fang Ming was standing under the boxing ring with a shocked look on his face, watching the women's boxing competition.
Wow! So violent and passionate!
This is the underground boxing area of the gym in the manor. Since there are no lights on, the view between floors is dim, the air is a bit stuffy, and the muffled groans and boxing sounds are particularly clear in the quiet environment.
Fang Ming looked at the two women on the stage, their wild beauty was fully displayed on them.
The two of them were dressed in the same style, with gray sports vests on the upper body and black sports shorts on the lower body. The sweat made their skin shiny and the sports vests were soaked to a darker color.
The situation in the boxing ring was clearly one-sided.
Cheng Yixia protected his face with his hands and kept dodging and retreating. His short hair was wet as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his posture was a little embarrassed.
In fact, although Cheng Yixia looks like a fierce little gangster and has many years of experience in beating up hooligans, she still looks amateur in front of professional mercenaries.
The Russian drunk woman whose name was too long to remember swung her boxing gloves and hit Cheng Yixia in the face.
Relying on his physical advantage of being a head shorter, Cheng Yixia tried his best to avoid the fist, and when he saw the opportunity, he gritted his teeth and punched the opponent in the chest.
Bang~Duang~
Cheng Yixia felt like a wave was pushing towards him and he staggered back two steps.
The tall mercenary said nothing, but threw a punch at Cheng Yixia, not wanting to be outdone.
Bang~ding!
Cheng Yixia felt a sense of suffocation and was hit by the force into the safety ropes of the boxing ring. He swung twice before he could stand firm.
"Oh~ Xia, you're not happy?!"
The female mercenary came over with some concern and rubbed the place where Cheng Yixia had just hit her, but she didn't feel anything.
"Well, I thought you had a buffer like me, sorry."
Cheng Yixia felt the pain in his heart even more. "Go away! Do you know how to comfort others, you bastard!"
Fang Ming quietly approached behind Cheng Yixia, his eyes moving from her shoulders to her long legs, trying hard not to laugh.
How can your A-level armor compete with others' D-level armor, silly girl!
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