Thief Game: Starting with Obtaining the Kidd Card

Amya's face remained rosy, like a ripe red apple, delicate and luscious.

Chen Feng naturally wouldn't refuse. He put one arm around Amya's thigh and the other around her back, carrying her in a princess carry from the car and heading towards the villa inside the manor.

(I know you won't like the process, so I've kindly skipped it for you.)

An hour later.

In Amya's room.

At this moment, Amya was lying lazily in Chen Feng's arms. Looking at the familiar and handsome face in front of her, Amya's lips unconsciously curled into a smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

"nothing."

Amy snuggled closer to Chen Feng, but didn't answer his question.

Chen Feng didn't ask any further questions. He simply looked at the pale pink ceiling and slowly said, "You seem to be having some trouble lately."

"Hmm... not really, it's just a small problem that I can handle myself."

Amya answered, then seemed to remember something and looked up at Chen Feng:

"By the way, what did you do to Violet? She was personally granted the title of Earl by my father, and she's the only female noblewoman to receive this title in recent years. Many people are paying attention to her!"

"A noblewoman?"

Chen Feng was slightly taken aback: "She's a woman?"

"You do not know?"

Amya was also somewhat surprised.

Chen Feng nodded slightly, not denying it: "That's surprising. I thought you only had male suitors."

"Your suitors aren't just women."

"Ahem, let's not talk about that."

Chen Feng coughed lightly and said, "I just let her take a nap in the private lounge on the second floor of the restaurant. She'll wake up soon."

"Ah."

Amya nodded, her pale blue eyes shifting slightly: "When did you get back?"

"About three and a half hours ago."

"So... what did you do after you came back? Or rather... who did you go to see?"

"Ok?"

Chen Feng looked down at Amya with amusement. He had never noticed before that this princess, who received so much attention outside, actually had a stingy side.

"Fine, don't tell me then."

Amy pouted and gave a soft hum.

Before she could react, Chen Feng suddenly tightened his grip on her arm, pulling her closer to the ground.

He slowly lowered his head, leaned close to Amya's fair and rosy earlobe, and gently kissed it, saying, "I've only seen you since I came back; I haven't looked for anyone else."

"Really?"

"I never lie to women."

Chen Feng smiled as he met Amya's gaze.

"I believe in you."

Amya raised her hand, and a ring appeared between her two jade-like fingers.

Gemstones, resembling stars, are set in a rose gold ring base, exuding luxury.

A long time ago, this was the engagement ring that Amy's father, the king of the Kingdom of Lorqing, chose for her, but Chen Feng "visited" it and took it away.

It then remained with Amya, and to this day, the king is unaware that this priceless treasure has been with his daughter all along.

Earlier at the upscale Italian restaurant, Chen Feng placed this in Amy's hand, and it was in that instant that Amy knew the identity of the person in front of her.

"I think my father will probably have trouble sleeping again tonight."

Amya spoke meaningfully.

Chen Feng had entered Krodburg earlier, only to find her, and left without touching anything. Even so, given her father's temper, he would surely have been furious.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent Sophie with the Royal Police to search for the "mysterious man's" whereabouts.

Chen Feng reached out, took the ring from Amy's fingers, and gently placed it on her ring finger.

"If I have the chance, I think I should sincerely apologize to His Majesty the King, um... twice."

……

PS: If you'd like to see more, I could write a few more side stories, essentially as a separate event, which would likely involve Anna, the Shangguan sisters, and others. Of course, I could also stop here, go back to writing Detective Conan, and come back in volume three.

Say whatever you want, I'll listen to everyone. Also... could you give me some more tips? I'm starving ( ?o ﹏ o? ).

Chapter 363 Anna's Reaction

[Respecting the opinion of the majority, let's write it as a short piece about a small to medium-sized event.]

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at this time.

The backstage area of ​​the San Francisco Opera, which is known as the second largest opera house in North America.

Anna, who had just left the event, was sitting in her private lounge, lost in thought, one hand supporting her chin, staring blankly into the distance, seemingly preoccupied with something.

He held a rose gold fountain pen between the fingers of his right hand, twirling it skillfully.

dong dong dong-

A knock sounded on the door, followed by assistant Mona's voice: "Boss, your coffee is ready."

"Bring it in."

Anna replied casually, took the pen from between her fingers, and gently placed it into an exquisite collector's box.

Mona, who walked in through the door, naturally noticed this scene, but she was already used to it and ignored it. She went to Anna's side and placed the coffee cup in front of Anna.

"boss."

"Ok?"

Anna looked up at Mona: "Is there anything else?"

"The gentleman has arrived."

"gentlemen?"

Anna looked surprised, and her hand holding the coffee cup paused involuntarily.

"He's here? Where is he?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a deep, resonant voice came from outside the door, accompanied by several voices of protest:

"I'm here."

"Sir, you can't come in this way, sir."

"Get out of the way!"

Anna looked helpless. She stood up from her seat, opened the door to the lounge, and looked outside.

Two backstage staff members dressed in uniforms were standing not far away, blocking three burly men.

The leader was a burly man in a black suit. Although he didn't speak, he exuded an aura of authority.

The two men beside them were also burly and dressed as bodyguards, tightly protecting the person in the middle behind them, like a thick human wall, blocking the two staff members from getting closer.

Upon seeing Anna's door open, the two staff members immediately turned around to complain: "Miss Anna, these gentlemen insist on seeing you, and we couldn't stop them!"

"I understand. Thank you for your help. You don't need to worry about this anymore."

Anna's gaze remained fixed on the burly man as she spoke softly.

Upon hearing Anna's words, the two staff members exchanged a glance, both slightly taken aback. But before they could say anything more, Mona, as their assistant, came up and handed them two tips, then let them leave.

"Dad! What brings you here? You didn't even tell me!"

As soon as the staff left, Anna hurriedly went up to the burly man, took his arm, and led him into the lounge.

Ivan, usually so dignified, also showed a rare smile. Without his prompting, two bodyguards immediately stood on either side of the door, blocking the door to the lounge.

Upon entering the lounge, Ivan sat down on the sofa, his gaze towards Anna a mixture of doting affection and reproach:

"Two months ago, I asked you to go back to see your Uncle Sergei's son, but you refused, saying you needed to attend a charity event. A month ago, it was my birthday, and I wanted you to come back to celebrate with me, but you still refused. I had no choice but to come to you in person."

"dad!"

Anna served the coffee to the burly man and sat down on the sofa next to him.

"If I go back, you'll either make me meet this uncle's son or try to get along with that uncle's nephew. How can I dare to go back?"

"What's the big deal!"

Upon hearing this, Ivan immediately bristled and glared, "How old are you! When your mother was your age, your older brother was already two years old! I should never have let you be so willful and become a singer back then!"

Anna felt a headache coming on when she heard her father was about to launch into another long-winded speech.

However, this has always been his temperament. As one of the largest arms dealers in Eastern Europe, few people can make him so anxious, yet he is helpless in the face of such a situation.

"dad!"

Anna called out, which quieted Ivan down a little. He lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I already have someone I like."

"Ok?"

One sentence immediately energized Ivan. He had been wanting to find Anna a suitable husband for a long time, but Anna had always been very resistant to it.

This made him wonder if Anna had a problem with her sexual orientation.

Hearing Anna's words, Ivan immediately became wary and tentatively asked, "Male or female?"

"dad!"