After the divorce, Feng Ye begged for reconciliation every day.

Chapter 235 Still Thinking About That Woman
"Master Anglo praised it, this is what Ivanov should do."

Ivanov bent slightly flattered. It was the first time for him to be praised by Anglo. Of course, he also understood that Anglo was not really praising him for completing the task well this time.

Angelo's real intention was actually on Miss Qi Jiu, and his praise was just that he gave Miss Qi Jiu to him.

"Well, then you go down first."

Anglo waved his hand casually.

"Yes, Lord Anglo."

Nodding his head, Ivanov walked out of the villa with Hidel contentedly. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the villa behind him.

The corners of his mouth curled up sinisterly, Lord Angore was in such a hurry to drive them away, but outsiders like them are naturally not suitable to be on the scene if they want to do business with Miss Qi Jiu.

"Boss, will that woman do something to hurt Lord Anglo?"

Hidel also followed Ivanov's line of sight, and he felt a little uneasy. He wouldn't be worried if it was someone under their hands.

But this Miss Qi Jiu, they have only been together for a short two days, and they have no way of knowing her bottom line.

If she resists or something, it will only bring them disaster.

Let their plans be ruined.

"She won't."

Ivanov retracted his gaze and replied confidently.

Qi Jiu, she won't, after all, she loves money, since she is a person who loves money, how can she have trouble with money.

Seeing Ivanov's affirmation, Hidel didn't have any doubts, and after looking away, he followed in Ivanov's footsteps and headed towards the small bungalow.

"Qijiu?"

After waiting for Ivanov and the others to leave, Angelo looked at the woman in front of him again. Her red lips were flaming, but her eyes were extremely clean, like clear lake water.

They are obviously two different extremes, but combined on one face, it makes people feel so harmonious and appropriate.

"Yes."

Shi Moran nodded obediently.

Ivanov's attitude towards him has always been extremely respectful and fearful. It seems that this person should be the one above Ivanov.

In addition to his handsome appearance, with a heroic air and a bit of a milky air, this man also has an aristocratic air that ordinary people don't have, as if he is a duke.

"People from country C?"

Angore leaned casually on the sofa, and then put his legs on the table in front of him, showing a bit of laziness.

"Ah."

Shi Moran nodded again.

"How did you meet Ivanov?"

Anglo continued to ask.

How could he not understand who Ivanov is? If he just tried to curry favor with him, it would be fine, because he might have ulterior motives!
"I met him when I was out looking for a store to eat, and then he picked me up to live at his place for two days, and then brought me here."

After Shi Moran finished speaking, she lowered her head slightly. She didn't lie to Anglo because there were traces of these things.

Once she lied, the man in front of her didn't need to do much research to tell the difference.

Now that the painting is in his hands, she definitely can't startle the snake!

Raising his eyebrows, Angore didn't say anything, but straightened up and stood up from the sofa.

"You wait here!"

After saying this, he walked out of the living room, and then disappeared at the door of the living room.

Standing aside, Shi Moran looked at the picture scroll on the table that was not taken away by Angru. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

But she knew better in her heart that even if she took away the scroll, she would not be able to leave this place safe and sound by herself.

After pondering for half a second, she walked to the sofa and sat down, reaching out to take off the pair of high-heeled shoes with a height of fifteen centimeters on the soles of her feet.

Hey, she is too competitive.

Knowing that her height would look extraordinarily petite under the height of a group of foreigners, it was because of this that she endured the pain to wear such high heels.

I just don't want to be compared by anyone!

Seeing the red and swollen toe, Shi Moran smacked his mouth, damn competitive!

Anglo, who came from the second floor, walked to the door of a room, and he knocked on the door.

"Enter."

A melodious and deep voice full of magnetism came from the room.

Stretching out his hand, Angore opened the door, and what caught his eyelids was the man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, his back turned to him and his head slightly raised, looking at the night.

"Brother Feng, the painting, Ivanov has already sent it."

Angore raised his foot and walked towards the man.

"Ah."

The man just responded lightly, without any change in his figure.

"Brother Feng, you are still thinking about her."

Walking to the man's side, Angelo realized that the man was holding the pen left by the woman in his hand.

"It's nothing, you go to entertain the guests."

The man didn't even look at him, he walked to the desk beside him, picked up an extremely exquisite black gift box, and carefully put that pen into the box.

"Brother Feng, how can you say that? Of course I came to you because of something. Would you like to go downstairs and have a look?"

Angru curled his lips unhappily, then walked to the desk, sat lazily on the table, tilted his head sideways and stared at the man who didn't look at him with a wicked smile on his face.

"Not interested in."

The man paused, then raised his head and stared at Anglo in front of him with burning eyes.

A ray of impatience flashed across that beautiful face.

Even if Anglo didn't say anything, he knew what trick he was playing.

During this year, Anglo would prepare oriental women for him every now and then. Even though he had strongly stated that he didn't need it, Anglo still did it as usual.

What he didn't expect was that during such a busy time today, Anglo would still be as usual, rain or shine!
"Oh, brother Feng, don't be so ruthless. Anyway, go and have a look. I can guarantee that you will be surprised."

Seeing that the other party really had no idea at all, Angelo had no choice but to turn on the swear mode, and said to the man solemnly.

The man lowered his head, picked up the book on the side and read it, treating him as a transparent person.

Anglo waited for several minutes: "..."

From the looks of it, no matter how well he tried to persuade him, Brother Feng was indifferent.

So in this case, he had to think of a way again.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Anglo's leaving back, and the man said calmly, "Close the door."

Anglo: "..."

Really, incomprehensible style! ! !
After waiting for Angelo to leave, the man put down the book unhurriedly, and his eyes once again fell on the black gift box beside him.

Complicated emotions shone in those unbelievably beautiful peach eyes.

(End of this chapter)