Chapter 68 The Little Rose from the East
Since I have decided to go back to my country to study.
Mingzhu had no intention of going to school today.
She leaned against Jiang Zhi and stroked the tablet with her fingertips a few times.
We immediately arranged for someone to handle the withdrawal procedures.
Given her status, the school wouldn't ask any more questions.
Mingzhu raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Zhi who was standing beside her.
"Jiang Zhi." She suddenly called him.
"Miss." He looked up, his dark eyes falling on her.
"Bored?" She tilted her head, her eyes shining. "This is your first time going abroad. Let me take you out to play."
Mingzhu was wearing a beige long dress, and her delicate and pretty face was revealed under the wide-brimmed straw hat.
It concealed some of her arrogance, but it couldn't hide her innate nobility.
"How is it? Do you like it here?" She turned her head to look at Jiang Zhi with a smile in her eyes.
The sun shines on the cobblestone streets.
On both sides are European-style buildings full of exotic style.
Green vines climbed up the red brick walls.
The spire of the church in the distance stands out against the blue sky.
A street performer plays the violin.
The air is filled with the aroma of coffee and fresh bread.
It was Jiang Zhi's first time going abroad, and everything in front of him felt unfamiliar to him.
Jiang Zhi nodded slightly, his voice hoarse: "Yeah, very different."
A few steps behind him, two bodyguards kept a perfect distance.
It won't disturb them, but they can still pay attention to the movements around them at any time.
"This is the old town of Baiguo, it has the most flavor."
Mingzhu pointed to a stone bridge not far away.
The river water sparkled under the bridge, and a few white geese swam slowly on the water.
Jiang Zhi nodded, but his eyes fell on Mingzhu.
The sunlight outlined her profile.
It gave her a soft glow.
He cared more about her than the scenery.
An old lady on the street was selling hand-woven wreaths.
Mingzhu picked one with great interest and turned to hand it to Jiang Zhi.
"Help me put it on." She took off her straw hat and raised her face slightly.
Jiang Zhi took it and gently placed the wreath on the top of her head.
The pink and white petals made her skin look even whiter.
It almost has a jade-like luster.
"Does it look good?" Mingzhu blinked and looked at Jiang Zhi.
"...It looks good." Jiang Zhi's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice became slightly hoarse.
Mingzhu smiled with satisfaction and continued walking forward with him.
Pedestrians pass by each other.
Many people cast kind and surprised glances at him.
I generally think they are a very suitable couple.
"Jiang Zhi." Mingzhu suddenly spoke.
"Hmm?" Jiang Zhi leaned over and looked at her.
"We can go to more places together in the future." Mingzhu looked at the blue sky in the distance and said cheerfully, "I can take you wherever you want to go."
Jiang Zhi's eyes fell on her smile, his throat tightened, and he whispered, "As long as you follow the young lady, you can go anywhere."
Mingzhu looked at him sideways, her smile deepening.
The sun is shining and the wind is gentle.
"Click"
There was a sudden shutter sound.
Before Mingzhu turned her head.
The bodyguard quickly stepped forward.
Stopped a young white man carrying a drawing board.
The man had a camera hanging around his neck and slowly lowered the lens towards Mingzhu.
He is an extremely handsome white man.
He has a tall and slender figure and short light blonde hair.
When his eyes fell on Mingzhu.
Those green eyes were very bright, as if they had discovered some rare treasure.
The pupils behind the gold-rimmed glasses dilated slightly.
Revealing unconcealed amazement and obsession.
It adds a touch of gloomy beauty to the angular face.
Jiang Zhi took a step forward and moved sideways to block the man's sight.
"Sir, please delete the photos." The bodyguard said in English, his tone polite but firm.
The man finally came back to his senses, his thin lips raised slightly, revealing a charming smile.
His voice was low and pleasant, with a true British accent: "I'm sorry, but this lady is breathtakingly beautiful... Can I keep this photo?"
"Sorry sir, I'm afraid that's not possible," the bodyguard said firmly.
The man and the bodyguard exchanged glances.
Finally, he compromised and deleted the photos in front of his bodyguard.
The bodyguard took the camera again and carefully checked the recycling bin.
After confirming that it was completely deleted, he nodded in thanks.
Wait until they are far away.
The man pulled his cell phone from his pocket.
Looking at the photos that have been automatically uploaded to the cloud.
Those emerald eyes narrowed slightly, and a strange joy filled their depths.
It looks very much like some kind of cat.
Mingzhu and his group had not gone far.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard behind him: "Please wait a moment!"
Mingzhu and Jiang Zhi looked back together.
The blond man was stopped by the bodyguards a few steps away again.
A faint blush appeared on his fair cheeks.
Those green eyes are crystal clear.
Looking at Mingzhu expectantly.
He raised the red rose he had gotten from somewhere in his hand, and said with genuine enthusiasm in his voice: "This is for you."
Because of cultural differences, Westerners always express their affection in such a direct and enthusiastic way.
The bodyguard looked at Mingzhu, waiting for her decision.
Mingzhu nodded slightly into those pure green eyes.
She took the rose handed to her by the bodyguard and said, "Thank you."
A smile suddenly appeared on the man's face.
He placed his right hand on his chest and bowed gracefully: "May every day in the White Country be as bright as a rose, beautiful oriental girl."
The man gave Mingzhu one last deep look, then turned and left.
In the studio, Noah was carefully outlining the outline of the girl on the canvas.
Suddenly, a bony hand reached out from beside his face.
The fingertips were almost touching the cheek of the person in the painting.
Noah suddenly grabbed the restless wrist, his narrow green eyes narrowed dangerously.
The force was so strong that the person groaned.
He raised his eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Thorne, don't you want your hand anymore?"
He slowly turned his head and met a handsome face that looked exactly like his own.
It's just that Thorne's slightly curly golden short hair is more eye-catching.
There was still a look of wonder in those same green eyes.
Thorne chuckled and licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, revealing a silver tongue stud.
He paid no attention to Noah's threats, his eyes greedily scanning the girl on the canvas.
"The little rose from the East?" Thorne withdrew his hand, picked up the photo that had just been developed on the table and looked at it carefully.
A girl wearing a wreath stands in the sun.
"Oh, my dear brother." Thorne's hoarse voice stretched out, the tone intimate and joyful. "Are you in love for the first time?"
Unfortunately, Noah still had that cold expression on his face, as if he didn't care.
The phone suddenly vibrated.
Thorne turned on the screen and his subordinates had sent him the investigation results.
Although Mingzhu's information is difficult to find.
But in the White Country controlled by the Will family, checking the basics is not too difficult.
"Mingzhu..." Thorne uttered these two Chinese syllables awkwardly, and the tongue stud in his mouth was faintly visible.
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