Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!.

the other side.

Inside the villa in Jiangzhou Yipin.

Ms. Jiang was sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching TV while leisurely trimming her nails with nail clippers.

Meanwhile, a girl with black eyeliner could be heard complaining.

"Queen, let me tell you something."

"The accommodation conditions at our school are really bad."

There is only one toilet per floor.

"And the dormitory often loses power."

"Think about it, it's so hot, and you can't even get a fan to blow on you."

"How can we live like this?!"

...

"And more."

"Do you know who the Queen of Pop is?"

There are so many couples at our school.

"When I go for a walk at night, I see people kissing in every nook and cranny."

"The smell of that being in heat is really unpleasant."

...

"And the food in our school cafeteria is really awful."

"This eggplant doesn't taste like an eggplant at all; the flesh is sour."

"I've lost a lot of weight during this year here..."

Seeing that this girl was going on and on and on...

For some reason, the image of a small human-shaped megaphone appeared in Miss Jiang's mind at that moment.

I couldn't help but chuckle softly.

result.

Xiao Mengqing caught a glimpse of it and immediately became angry.

Her little face puffed up with puffs.

"Queen of Pop!!"

"I'm talking to you about something!"

"You're making fun of me?!"

"I'm angry!!"

Hear this.

Miss Jiang immediately straightened her face.

"No no!"

"I just accidentally cut my flesh, it hurts so much."

She's lying through her teeth.

But Xiao Mengqing came over with a worried look on her face.

"Did you cut the flesh?"

"is it serious?"

"show me."

The girl had already come up in front of him, bent over, and looked down at his feet.

Miss Jiang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Waaah, it's right here, look!"

"What a big wound."

...

"where?"

"I think... Ugh! Ptooey! Ptooey!!"

"Queen!"

"Where are you putting your feet?!"

"Angry!"

Watching Xiao Mengqing flee in a panic, her face flushed.

Miss Jiang smiled happily.

He wiped the drool off his toes.

Ready to continue trimming my nails.

But at this time.

Her phone, which was lying next to her, suddenly vibrated.

I turned my head and glanced at it.

It belongs to Qi Xiaowen.

I was thinking that I had just had a long phone conversation with this girl half an hour ago.

Now they're sending another message.

Is it because she misses herself too much?

Ms. Jiang chuckled and opened the text message.

After seeing the text message content...

Someone raised an eyebrow.

He immediately put down the nail clippers and started replying to text messages.

A good while.

She then understood the reason.

He squinted and murmured something under his breath.

"Is this how you play it..."

"Then don't blame me for pulling the rug out from under you..."

------

Mali in July.

It's very hot.

The temperature was 38 degrees Celsius, and there wasn't a breath of wind.

If you stand for just a short while, the sweat will soak through your clothes.

however.

It was under these kinds of weather conditions.

The entrance to the VIP reception area at Barajas Airport.

However, several etiquette personnel from West Asian royal families were standing there.

This scene immediately attracted many passersby.

This included Serena, a top journalist from the Southern Federal Newspaper.

The original her.

I was invited to interview some celebrities at an art exhibition in Spain.

But after landing.

Looking at that row of palace reception staff in military uniforms.

I immediately became interested.

I found the second floor of a coffee shop on the street as a vantage point for observation.

Then he took out his camera from his backpack.

Place it on the table.

So they began to wait quietly.

It's been a long, long time.

No one came out of the passage for a long time.

Selena glanced at the time on his wrist, realizing that his appointment with the people at the art exhibition was approaching.

She had to weigh the pros and cons and choose to put away her camera.

however.

Just at this time.

She sensed movement on the second floor of the coffee shop. Following the gazes around her, she looked in that direction.

To my surprise, it was at the exit of the passage not far away.

Suddenly, several burly bodyguards appeared.

It blocked the view of the surroundings.

Simultaneously.

The palace staff stood at attention.

It is clear.

people come.

See this.

Serena promptly took out her camera again.

Adjust the focus.

only.

next second.

An unexpected scene unfolded before her eyes.

Several young girls wearing sunglasses and hats walked out of the passageway.

His figure was unfamiliar.

And I don't know if it's a problem with his eyes.

Serena always felt that those girls who filed into the palace carriage...

They don't seem to be from the Southern Federation.

It's more like something from the East...

and many more.

Serena suddenly remembered a recent rumor originating from the royal families of the various countries of the Southern Federation.

They say it's a prince from the legitimate royal family of Spain.

He falls for a young merchant girl from the East.

If this rumor is true...

In an instant.

Serena's interest was piqued.

Something unusual flickered in those deep blue eyes.

then.

She just casually took out her phone.

I made a phone call.

"Well, it's me."

"I would like to have the opportunity to tour the Spanish Grand Courtyard..."

.........

Little did Ms. Jiang know that she and her group had been targeted by reporters.

She at this moment.

He was sitting in the back seat of the limousine, one hand around Qi Xiaowen's waist.

With his other hand, he placed the document on the table in front of him.

While watching, he spoke in broken Spanish:

"Dear Mr. Ross."

"Your Highness should be aware of the purpose of my visit."

"So, there's no need to hold this kind of welcome dinner."

result.

The white young man named Ross sitting opposite him smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Jiang."

"The invitation to the dinner was sent out before you even landed."

"It has now been successfully delivered to those distinguished guests in the Southern Federation."

So are you sure you want to cancel?

Distinguished guests from the Southern Federation?

Miss Jiang raised her head, her gaze lingering on the face of the young white man in front of her.

The message conveyed in those deep blue eyes made her raise an eyebrow involuntarily.

next second.

She then understood the purpose of hosting the dinner party at that telephone pole.

Introducing contacts and expanding markets, right?

Think of this.

Ms. Jiang suddenly felt a headache coming on.

After all, these are favors that need to be repaid.

Forget it.

At worst, we can cut some losses and invest in Spain.

And so, Miss Jiang exchanged a few more words with the young man.

After finishing, I gave Wang Jianguo a few more instructions regarding the details of the documents.

While turning my head, I unexpectedly discovered a girl sitting by the window on the other side, her profile showing a hint of melancholy.

See this.

She quickly moved closer and muttered something under her breath.

"Wenwen, be a good girl."

"Thinking to yourself?"

...

"No."

Upon hearing the sound, the girl turned her head and revealed a gentle smile.

But Miss Jiang had met him honestly before, so how could she not know the thoughts behind that smiling face?

He let out a soft breath.

"Wenwen."

"If you're not prepared."

"We can put this matter on hold for a while."

"Later..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Her mouth was covered by a hand.

at the same time…

"Don't worry, Jiang Jiang."

"Since I'm already here, I've made ample mental preparations."

"It's just... I'm still a little worried."

"after all…"

.........

A quarter of an hour later.

The vehicle stopped at the main entrance of the Royal Palace in Mali.

then.

The group, surrounded by bodyguards, avoided being photographed by reporters at the entrance.

He walked straight up to the prince of Spain.

then.

Then the sole heir to the Spanish royal family smiled slightly in a gentlemanly tone.

"Welcome, Ms. Jiang from the East."

"At the same time, congratulations on becoming the richest person in Jiangzhou City, China, with a fortune of 42 billion."

.........

(End of this chapter)