Crossing Worlds Provocation

Afterwards, Ruan Zhenghua came slowly: "Go back."

He has a heart attack. He traveled to the Philippines temporarily because of some things. When the first class tickets were all sold out, he was in economy class.

It was just a few hours anyway, and he thought he would spend it safely.

Unexpectedly, heart discomfort appeared on the plane.

Fortunately, the crew successfully discovered that there was something wrong with him, but at that time, he also needed a more spacious space, and the person who agreed to change his first-class position was a woman.

And that woman...is exactly her.

The man whose son almost died.

Hearing the words, his assistant looked at the two people not far away with a bit of astonishment.

"However, Mr. Ruan, your son..."

Ruan Zhengdong was silent for a long time, and finally came slowly: "He is responsible for what he does himself. What's more, the things behind this are not that simple."

Even if he wanted to trouble the two of them again, it would not help. He had already received a lot of gossip in private.

The person his son provokes is not only the young couple in front of him, but also the people behind the young couple, the elders of their family. They are the one and the same, and they doomed his son's unchangeable destiny.

...

At the end of June, the prairie was green, and the waves of grass in the distance were faintly visible. Against the blue sky, it was beautiful.

The window of the car came down, Wen Xian lay on the window, leaned out her upper body, horned her hands on her lips and couldn't help shouting: "Ah...!"

The shepherds and sheep on the grassland in the distance looked over, Wen Xian smiled brightly at them and waved.

But without waiting for two more swipes, she was dragged back.

The man in the car sighed helplessly: "You still drive because you can't stick out, don't you know?"

Wen Xian groaned, touched the tip of her little nose, and said, "There is no car behind, I'll take a closer look."

"This is not a matter of having a car but no car behind. There are many accidents. You must follow the rules at all times..."

Wen Xian listened to his thoughts honestly and did not dare to refute it.

After all, she did the wrong thing first.

Lu Xiao took her from Hulunbuir all the way to the Ergun River, where there is a Russian town Olochi.

When I first arrived here, I was stunned when I got off the car.

He held his breath slightly, his eyes rounded.

There are cows, sheep, and shiny horses by the river, and some residential houses in the distance are next to each other.

In the afternoon, two people rushed here to rest. After Wen Xian got out of the car and stood by the river embankment, he suddenly felt indescribable.

fantastic.

It seems that she has become another person, living a different kind of life, a... carefree, free grazing life.

The car drove all the way, and both of them were hungry. They plan to live in a local resident's house tonight. They often provide some tourists with accommodation for a fee.

But the environment is indeed okay, not to say how luxurious, clean is for sure.

They ate some local specialty snacks, milk tofu, which is called "Huruda" in Mongolian. It is a dairy food that is often used in their homes.

There are also Mongolian cakes made of yellow rice, Mongolian cheese, milk skin, and hand-picked meat.

When the grandmother here came to deliver the food, she was kind and gentle, and Wen Xian also smiled at them.

In fact, she feels unspeakable. Although it is strange here, she quickly fell in love with it.

But at this moment, a young girl came, and she took a wine bag in her hand.