CEO, Let's Get Married

"What about that?" Misha said to the tall thin man at the other end. "Why is he carrying a hamster on his shoulder?"

"Poof..." Yu Yi said with a smile, "that's a hamster. That's a poison dart frog! Sister Sha, don't underestimate that little thing. It secretes neurotoxins. It's no problem to kill several people!"

It seemed that I felt the man's eyes sweeping. Yu Yi immediately put away his teasing, stood up, bowed respectfully to the man, and the man's faint jaw head was a salute, and continued to chat with his friends.

Yu Yi was relieved and sat down.

Misha looked at his strange reaction and asked with a smile, "Hey, what are you doing? You don't have to flatter so obviously? Don't forget, you're the son of an."

Yu Yi shook his head. "He's a famous frog. He specializes in antique smuggling. He has a strange temper and hates others for not giving him face. If he hears us talking about him behind his back, he doesn't care who we are. He will definitely put that poison dart frog to bite us."

When Misha heard what he said, her hair stood up and rubbed her arms from time to time. "Who are these people? Why do they seem to come to a masquerade ball? Is there such a evil door?"

"Yes!" Yu Yi nodded. "It's hard to call out any one here!"

"So, your commander's face is very big?"

"Of course!" Yu Yi said proudly. "Moreover, the commander loves our young master most. In the future, his seat will be less!"

Seeing that he spoke so firmly, Misha turned back and looked at Anrong at the other end.

The look on his face was much lighter, but the fold between his eyebrows was slowly deepening.

As Yu Yi said, the engagement banquet was really grand. The commander spared no effort to introduce an Rong to every dignified figure on the road, which was tantamount to announcing that he was his successor.

With such a beautiful scene, Anrong seems to be worried about what he is worried about.

Finally, after seeing the elders, an Rong said a few words to bi Xiaoran and came over, "are you full?"

Misha shook her head honestly. He smiled. "After the meeting, let's go to grandma's side to eat noodles."

Misha's eyes brightened, "mm-hmm!"

Yu Yi kept complaining, "don't take others every time... Let's be eccentric..."

When an Rong couldn't hear it, he sat next to Misha and glanced at him. Yu Yi was very knowledgeable and immediately disappeared

Looking at all kinds of big people in front of them, Misha asked, "did they come to this engagement banquet to represent that they have made clear their position and want to be the enemy of our Hunter alliance?"

An Rong smiled and shook his head. "They are not so stupid. The current Hunter alliance has just been established. They will not offend rashly. They will only wait and see. As long as they don't rob their business, there will be no problem."

Misha's brain responded quickly, "so, the commander invited these people just to pretend. It's expected that the hunter alliance doesn't want to offend them, and won't do it at this time? It can also strengthen your momentum by the way."

Anrong nodded, Misha spat and scolded herself, "shit, this old fox! He killed all his wishful thinking!"

"Don't think too much, I'll find a way to get you out as soon as possible," he said.

Misha turned her head and stared at him. "What can you do? Besides, how could the commander get away with staring so hard?" she turned to face him and asked suspiciously, "does he have anything else to do? Why does he stare at you every day!"

An Rong's eyes were covered with a dark fog, "because now is the time for me to repay my kindness."

Misha paused, and it was not hard to hear from his tone that he was preparing something.

"Anrong, is it... What's the matter?" she asked cautiously.

An Rong smiled and glanced at her. "Why, do you want to collect information again?"

Misha stared at him, "yes, yes, collect intelligence and want to catch all your annoying mercenaries! Are you afraid?" look at him, but she didn't smile. Misha's heart was a little uneasy. She always felt that there was something wrong with him.

Ann Rong saw her show eyebrows locked, her eyes half narrowed, and said with a smile, "why do you care so much about my affairs?"

"Cut, who will care about you when you're full?" Misha looked disdainful. Don't start. She inadvertently saw Bi Xiaoran's eyes sweep away, so cold.

She raised her eyebrows, turned around and approached Anrong again.

Her sudden intimacy stunned Anrong. Misha whispered, "in order to solve unnecessary problems, you can't think more!"

An Rong raised his eyes and saw the commander not far away. He pondered, took Misha's hand, stood up and walked towards the center of the banquet hall.

Misha was surprised. "Hey, what do you want?"

Anrong went straight to the front and stood in the middle. Misha had to stand aside.

Bi Xiaoran looked at his every move, picked up his glass and took a sip. The people scattered around also gathered here and stared at the pair with interest.

An Rong smiled politely, said quietly and methodically, "thank you for coming to my engagement banquet with Misha. At the same time, I also hope that everyone here may also attend our wedding."

Misha's heart throbbed, raised her eyes and glared at him.

He's not serious?!

As he said that, he took over Misha and still smiled, "I'll officially introduce her. She is my fiancee Misha and a member of the hunter alliance."

As soon as the words were spoken, there was a faint sound of discussion around.

We all know that the hunter alliance is incompatible with the mercenary Corps. This engagement banquet clearly wants to embarrass the hunter alliance.

Bi Xiaoran raised his lips and looked at it with satisfaction.

It seems that Anrong still understands his mind.

At this time, Ann Rong looked at Misha and saw the confusion in her eyes. He smiled and said, "I want to ask you to make a witness..." after a meal, he said, "since I decided to marry this woman, I will bear all the responsibilities of a man... So unless I recover, I will never hold a wedding." looking at her, he said word by word, "Here, I swear."

The voice fell to the ground and the surrounding area became quiet.

Everyone knows that young master an of the mercenary Corps is a sick child. He has been in poor health since childhood. He looks sick and looks like God at any time. If he says so, doesn't it prove that his body

Bi Xiaoran's face sank in an instant.

Misha stared at him and wanted to say something. She couldn't say it. She just felt that her chest was blocked.

He is making conditions with his body to find a good way out for her

Instead of feeling happy or relieved, she was sad.