Chapter 147 The Fake Daughter of a Wealthy Family 13
Su Youran let out a short scream and rolled uncontrollably.
Yan Zhen almost instinctively rushed down with a few big steps, grabbed her wrist, pulled and lifted her, slowing down her falling trend.
However, the ground shook again, and the slope Yan Zhen was on was too steep, so one of them lost his balance... and both of them rolled into the bottom of the pit.
Li Qiwei stood at the edge of the pit, looking at the two people rolling around in the mud, his eyes widened in shock.
Oh my goodness, my iron-man boss can actually be so embarrassed?
Several people in military uniforms winked at each other. This was a hero saving a beauty, but instead of saving the beauty, the hero was sacrificed.
Yan Zhen released his arm from around Su Youran and asked, "How's it going?"
“It’s okay.” Su Youran half-knelt and shook her head. She couldn’t help but laugh, “It’s just that my head feels a little heavy.”
There was mud all over my hair and clothes...
Yan Zhen looked at her, then at the people who seemed to be watching the fun above. He sighed helplessly and suddenly picked up Su Youran and said:
"I'll take you up first."
For Yan Zhen, who often does extreme training, this deep pit is not difficult at all and he can stand on the ground in just a few steps.
The people who were originally gathered around immediately dispersed and went about their own business. It was only at this moment when the aftershock occurred that they had time to catch their breath.
Yan Zhen ignored the others and put Su Youran down. He couldn't help but frown. She was too light. She weighed less than 90 kilograms?
"It's not safe here. You should go back first. We will take care of the rest."
He should have turned around immediately, but for some reason, Yan Zhen stood there without moving, but looked up and down at the girl in front of him who was pulling her hair.
She was… probably over 1.65 meters tall, thin, but well-proportioned. The mask covered most of her face, so I couldn’t see her features clearly, but from the exposed eyes and forehead, she was definitely a beauty. But…
"Are you of age?"
The voice is still a little tender, is it natural like that, or?
"certainly."
Su Youran paused for a moment, and said in a nonsensical but confident tone, “How could you come here if you’re not even an adult?”
Yan Zhen's searchlight-like eyes lingered on her hand for a few seconds, with some meaningful words:
"I hope so. Otherwise you'll be sent back right away."
"I……"
"Michaela!" Madge rushed over anxiously: "What happened? How did it become like this?"
Michaela? Yan Zhen pondered, this name seems a little familiar?
However, due to Su Youran's influence in recent years, there are more and more people named Michaela, both in Country M and other countries.
Even in China, many people use this as their foreign name.
Yan Zhen couldn't remember where he had heard it for a moment. It was not until the end of a busy day that he walked to the other party's resting tent under the teasing gaze of others for some reason and accidentally heard the conversation inside. Only then did he realize the special meaning of this name.
Inside the tent, Madge was applying medicine to Su Youran with a distressed look on her face. The hard work of the past two days and the fall today had left her with not only broken wounds but also multiple bruises, some of which had turned purple.
Her skin was delicate to begin with, and would turn red if touched accidentally. Moreover, she was constantly moving things, so it was shocking at first glance.
"Why do you have to come here and suffer this? We have donated so much money and supplies, and sent a rescue team. We have done our best. Why do you have to come here by yourself?"
Su Youran sat on a simple camp bed, looking down at the book in her hands. Even a genius needs to work hard constantly in order to avoid becoming a "Zhongyong".
"I came when I wanted to. Why? My heart told me that I wanted to come, so I came. And if everything has to be so clearly divided, then who would be willing to do good things?"
Madge was annoyed: "You did a good deed. If I go back, I will probably lose my job! It would be strange if the two Mr. Rockefellers didn't ask me to pack up and leave!"
She was also confused. How could she be bewitched by her and agree to cover for her and even follow her here?
"It must have been discovered by now..."
In fact, Madge was right. Albert was furious at the moment. God knows, he hadn't been so angry for many years!
"What do you mean you don't know where Michaela went? How could so many of you let her disappear right under your noses?!"
If he hadn't just returned from abroad, he would have asked Larry to pick her up from school and take her home for dinner, and he wouldn't have discovered that such a big person had disappeared inexplicably!
Freyr sat aside with a sullen face:
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have believed her without a doubt when she said she wanted to do research in seclusion."
At least he should have gone to the school to confirm her condition with his own eyes, instead of just calling her every day to ask about her condition. He didn't even realize that the audio on the other end was recorded in advance.
I can only say that Michaela knows him so well that she can even guess what he will say.
Lancelot and Darrick looked at each other and lowered their voices involuntarily:
"Michaela told us to go to Italy..."
They thought it was Albert or Freir who disagreed and helped cover it up in front of them.
After all, everyone knows that there are two guys in Italy who are eyeing the country covetously. Both Albert and Freire don't like them very much and think their backgrounds are too complicated.
Lilith looked at her newly done nails leisurely, not really understanding why they were so angry:
"Michaela is not a child anymore. She knows what she is doing. There is no need to watch over her like a baby, right?"
Maybe she went out to play with some little boy?
Owen hurried over:
"I checked it out. The entry and exit information shows that she did go to Italy."
Lancelot breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he didn't lie to him. Unexpectedly, the other party immediately said:
“But I contacted Joshua and Daniel, and they both said they didn’t go looking for them.”
Darrick looked up in shock. Could it be that he had someone else behind their backs?
He secretly exchanged a glance with Lancelot, who was also surprised. If he searched like this, Michaela would not be capsized...
Lilith was quite excited:
"Who are you looking for? Is there any man better than Joshua and Daniel?"
"Lilith!"
Albert and Freyr glared at her at the same time and said, "It's fine if you change your boyfriends one after another, but don't lead the well-behaved Michaela astray!"
Lilith curled her lips. Michaela was a rebellious person at heart, right? I don't know how thick the filter is to think she is well-behaved.
They didn't have to wait long before Joshua called. His voice was deeper than ever before, and he seemed to be struggling to suppress his emotions:
"Michaela did not enter Italy, but changed planes in Rome and flew to China, with the destination being... Sichuan Province."
China? Sichuan Province?!
Everyone stood up. They had just donated $200 million. How could they not know what was happening there?
Freyr's body swayed and he almost fell down. Lancelot and Darrick pinched each other's arms, their faces pale.
Lilith accidentally broke her newly done nails.
Owen pressed his palms tightly and said, "Calm down, calm down! Calm down first!"
Albert slammed the cup to the ground. The sound of glass breaking was mixed with his roar:
"Contact the embassy for me, now, immediately, right now!!"
"I'll contact someone and get you out right away!"
Yan Zhen pulled aside the curtain, his stern face full of anger: "You are too ridiculous..."
The words stopped abruptly. He was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around quickly, his ears turning slightly red.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't know you…"
You are not wearing any clothes!
He could only hear voices outside, but couldn't tell what they were doing. He was so excited that he rushed in without thinking. Who knew that the first thing he would see was a naked back...
It was already late, and there was only a dim light in the tent, so it was hard to see clearly. But Yan Zhen had good night vision!
but……
Yan Zhen's face looked even uglier. How did his back get injured like that? There were large patches of bruises, and the medicine had just been applied on it, which made it look even more terrifying.
"You are not fit to stay here. It is too late today. I will send you out tomorrow."
Not only is her delicate body not suitable for it, but her identity is even worse...
You see, as long as the news of her being here gets out, the whole world's attention will be focused here the next day.
“Michaela” has such magic.
Su Youran slowly put on her clothes and waved to Madge, "Go out, I want to talk to him alone."
After Madge left, the tent became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, with only the occasional rustling sound of clothes rubbing against skin.
Yan Zhen moved his legs uncomfortably and suddenly felt a little disgusted with his own sensitive hearing.
"Do you know who I am?"
Her soft and ethereal voice came from behind, cold yet with a hint of sweetness.
Yan Zhen calmed himself down and emphasized again:
"Ms. Rockefeller, you are not fit to stay here any longer."
"What's the question of whether I'm suitable or not? We're all here to save people. You can't turn me away just because I'm rich, right?"
Do you only have money?
Oh yes, you are not only rich, but also very rich. You just donated 200 million!
"You should have thought about the possible consequences before you came. I don't want your good intentions to turn into an international incident."
Yan Zhen looked straight ahead, constantly telling himself that the girl behind him was not an ordinary girl, and he should be extremely cautious.
"If I remember correctly, you should have quite a few titles."
He had a cousin who was a long-time fan of hers. For a while, she devoted herself to introducing her idol to everyone. Although Yan Zhen didn't pay much attention to it at the time, he still took note of some of it.
With her achievements in various fields, many official and private organizations want to recruit her and lavish all kinds of honors on her.
For example, the "M Presidential Scholar Award" that I just won last year.
This award began in 1964 and was established by executive order of then-President Lyndon Johnson to select and recognize the most outstanding high school graduates in the United States. It is one of the highest honors a high school student can receive.
"None of that matters. I am me first, and then Michaela in the eyes of others."
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