Second marriage husband is not reserved

Huo yunqi finally agreed.

At the moment he nodded, Huo Yunzheng called his subordinate to get a human skin mask.

Although Huo Yunzheng and Huo yunqi look quite similar, they are somewhat different. If necessary, a human skin mask can definitely solve many things.

…………

A small farm in Chicago.

One dark night, it was raining outside. Marilyn and her father George welcomed a heavyweight guest.

When I saw the guest.

Marilyn and George were stunned.

In particular, George's beard turned up in surprise. Anyone who saw the man who was talking on TV the day before would show such an expression when he appeared in his house.

A tall man with dark skin shook the drops of water on his body, then took off his coat and hat.

His not so handsome face showed a gentle smile and nodded to Marilyn and George: "Hello, I'm Ferdinand."

"Well, Hello, I'm George and this is my daughter Marilyn."

Ferdinand spoke as if he had awakened George.

He quickly straightened up and pulled Marilyn to his side. After introducing himself, he looked at Ferdinand excitedly.

"I watched your previous speech on TV. Oh, I have to say, you are really an attractive man. My vote will be for you. Of course, my daughter's vote will also be for you. All the votes in our town will be for you."

Ferdinand was slightly stunned.

Then he smiled more happily: "thank you for your support. In the future, I will always bring you good service."

"Hehe, Mr. George, how is our Mason these two days?"

Chen Yun, who came in after him, was a lot more comfortable.

He took off his coat and gave it to Sophia.

Sophia silently held Chen Yun's coat and hung it on the hook on the wall.

"Mason is fine."

Marilyn answered in front of George, naturally remembering Mason's tenderness to her these two days.

His cheeks flushed slightly: "his legs recovered well. I looked at the wound and estimated that I would be able to stand up and walk soon."

"That's really good news, isn't it?"

Chen Yun swept Marilyn's body with a smile.

Obviously, when I came here last week, I was still a girl. Now, I have taken a bit of charm with me.

Obviously, she has left the ranks of girls.

Moreover, the obsession in those eyes is so obvious.

Good, Lin Zhaoyang.

I can't take care of my lower body here. It seems that when my wife comes back, I'll have to complain to her and let her teach him what self-cultivation is.

Lin Zhaoyang, who was reading in the cellar, didn't know why. Suddenly his back cooled and the whole person was a little confused.

"Yes, sir."

Marilyn gracefully saluted, looking incomparably charming.

Ferdinand was still smiling: "if you can, can we meet Mr. Mason?"

Marilyn was stunned.

Then he smiled and nodded, "of course."

Ferdinand nodded slightly, "thank you, miss."

Marilyn's face turned red.

Took a flashlight and took them down the cellar.

George could not help but frown. Originally, he only thought that Mr. Mason was a gangster. However, after seeing Ferdinand, he felt that Mr. Mason's identity might be more complicated.

He clearly felt the attention of his daughter Marilyn to Mr. Mason in recent days.

There is always a bad feeling.

On the other side, Marilyn took them down the cellar with a flashlight.

Lin Zhaoyang is sitting on the bed looking at the book in his hand.

It's the complete works of Harry Potter just picked up by Marilyn from the bookstore. It's just a small town. There aren't many books. For Lin Zhaoyang, it's better than nothing.

Marilyn took the lead in, and she came to Lin Zhaoyang.

He kissed him on the lip: "Mason."

"Huh?"

Lin Zhaoyang didn't lift his head and enjoyed the kiss very comfortably

The faces of the people who came in behind were wonderful.

Especially Chen Yun.

The eyes behind the lens are full of ridicule.

Marilyn smiled and said, "a guest has come to you."

Lin Zhaoyang raised his head in an instant.

Surprised to see several people standing at the door.

In particular, the man with chocolate skin standing in front was surprised at first, and then caught a trace of surprise: "Mr. Ferdinand?"

"Yes, Mr. Mason, I didn't seem to come at the right time for the first time."

Ferdinand shrugged his shoulders.

Her eyes wandered on Marilyn for a moment.

Lin Zhaoyang smiled. There was no embarrassment in the dark pupil. He looked at Marilyn: "Marilyn, can you go out first?"

"Mason, don't you need me to stay and take care of you?"

Marilyn said softly.

"No, I'll take care of sir."

Sophia took a step forward and said faintly.

She went to the bedside, reached out to hold Lin Zhaoyang's arm and took out a small box from her arms: "do you need to have a look at the things that madam sent a few days ago, sir?"

madam?

Lin Zhaoyang stared.

The voice trembled involuntarily: "you mean, Xiaoman?"

"Yes, madam, it's mailed back from Italy."

Sophia's voice was full of helplessness: "I don't know how my wife contacted me, and I can contact me directly in Italy. However, she said it was a gift for you, so I brought it directly."

Lin Zhaoyang's face turned red in an instant.

What flickered badly was infinite joy. He trembled and took over the small box.

Gently opened, I saw a small key chain lying quietly inside.

It's Schwarzkopf's keychain.

It looks very beautiful and concise. Lin Zhaoyang was moved in an instant

"My little man, it's my little man. Has your wife recovered her memory?"

"... I don't know, but now my wife has gone to Italy and our people have forgotten to go to Italy."

Lin Zhaoyang frowned: "you mean Charles took her to Italy?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I think I can answer this question."

Chen Yun took a step forward and reached out to take the key chain from Lin Zhaoyang's hand, but Lin Zhaoyang seemed to be robbed and quickly clenched his fingers.

"No, this is what Xiaoman gave me."

Chen Yun smiled helplessly: "I know it's what my wife gave you, but now, I think I need to check it."

Lin Zhaoyang listened to him.

Then he locked his eyes on the key chain.

Soon, I found the key of the key chain. The totem on it can be separated.

Lin Zhaoyang quickly opened the totem.

I saw a small note lying quietly inside.

It says——

Charles brought me to Italy to see my parents' grave. Lin, I've begun to doubt whether what you said is true or false

Lin Zhaoyang's face turned to one side in an instant.

Then he clenched his fist and smashed out of bed.

"Damn Charles."

Chen Yun bent down and picked up the note from the ground.

After looking at the content, he frowned slightly: "I'm not surprised. Charles always does things perfectly."

He folded the note again and handed it to Lin Zhaoyang

"Since he forged a new identity for his wife, he will improve it. Moreover, they seem to have started looking for you recently. Mason, you are very dangerous now."

"Danger? They kidnapped Xiaoman and dared to come to me?"

Lin Zhaoyang was obviously very angry and gnashed his teeth.

Marilyn had never seen Lin Zhaoyang angry.

But listening to Lin Zhaoyang's angry appearance, he was afraid. Just, who are they talking about?

madam?

Is it Mason's wife?

Is Mason married?

Marilyn's face turned white.

If she only wanted to go to Los Angeles and Hollywood in the past, now she has a close relationship with Mason, she mostly wants to have a good result with Mason, especially after she knows that Mason seems to be a rich man.

She wants to marry Mason, and then be Mason's wife and a rich lady.

But now they seem to be saying.

Mason already has someone who wants to get married.

"Where are Horace and Millicent?"

"The young master and the young lady are in the manor now. There is nothing wrong."

"Well, that's good."

When Lin Zhaoyang heard that his niece was all right, he relaxed a little.

"I know Cosimo has his own industry. Maybe you can go in from this line."

"What?"

"You probably don't know what Charles is in charge of."

Chen Yun frowned, and a dark light flickered in his dark pupils.

He pressed his finger: "OK, we'll talk about it later. Let's talk to Mr. Ferdinand first."

Lin Zhaoyang looked at Chen Yun, then at Ferdinand standing next to him, and said again, "Marilyn, go out, do you hear me?"

Marilyn's body trembled violently.

Subconsciously turned and trotted out.

I didn't feel that palpitation until I got on the ground. It was much better.

She stood there pale.

"Hey, Marilyn, what are you doing? You look like a ghost."

When George went out to deliver tea, he saw his daughter chasing after a ghost.

"Nothing, Dad, I think we... Um... It's better not to bother for the time being."

Marilyn looked at the tea in George's hand and quickly persuaded him.

"Marilyn, what are you talking about?"

"Well... I mean, they're talking about some very important things below. Dad, let's not bother."

"Marilyn, you've become very strange recently."

Marilyn was shocked, and then awkwardly raised her lips: "yes... Is it?"

"Yes, Marilyn, I hope you can see your identity. Mason is not something we can provoke, so you'd better have less contact with Mason in the future."

"Dad, i... didn't say anything to Mason."

"Better so."

George took the teacup, accepted Marilyn's words, turned and walked again to the main house, not to the cellar.

The dark night and the pattering rain covered Marilyn's pale face.

Naturally, George did not see the flash of sadness on Marilyn's face.

It seems to be telling - it's too late, she's provoked.

That night, Ferdinand said something to Lin Zhaoyang. There were several people present who didn't know.

In short, from the next day, some actions in Chicago became more smooth.

I have to say that Lin Zhaoyang played a great role in it.

No, perhaps it should be said that Lin Zhaoyang's former adoptive father played a great role in it.