Rhode Island Park Project

Seeing this guy so self-conscious, Chen Huijie snorted coldly and finally turned his gaze away from the figure disappearing behind the bathroom door.

Then, she suddenly remembered something that seemed very bad.

Luo Hang's voice came from the bathroom.

"Hui Jie! I put your underwear in the washing machine for you! It's so wet and you put it with your clothes!"

"…………"

Chen Huijie stood quietly there, slowly turning her neck to look at Tallulah on the bed. Tallulah also pulled the corner of her mouth towards her, revealing a smile that was awkward but also carried the comfort of an older sister and a hint of understanding.

She suddenly felt as if all the nerves in her head were cut off.

——Shouldn’t this world just be destroyed?

Where's my sword?!

……

after breakfast.

Lin Yuxia and Luo Hang arrived at the detention room again as scheduled.

Lin Yuxia looked weird.

"Did you get a haircut last night?"

"Ah? Ah, Huijie said she would help me clean it up, and now it has become like this.

He touched his hair and replied calmly.

"..."

Lin Yuxia retracted her gaze, "It seems her skills need to be improved."

"really."

The two of them came to Mandela's prison.

Yesterday's Sleeping Beauty had changed into clean clothes, and the stains and blood on her body had been cleaned up. She stared at everyone in her sight with a stern expression, just like a wounded wild cat.

The prepared breakfast and water were placed on the table at one side of the room, seemingly untouched.

Lin Yuxia didn't say anything, but just glanced at Luo Hang beside her with a look that said 'watch your show'. He also raised the corner of his mouth easily, and then looked at the kitten in the cell.

"Miss Mandela."

He stood at the door with his hands behind his back, smiling a standard business smile, as if completely unaware of Mandela's unkindness and refusal to communicate, and directly brought up his first topic:

"Your leader, Her Highness Abrana, has been captured by us. It seems you don't know this news yet."

Mandela's expression changed instantly, and his original refusal to communicate was torn apart by anger in an instant.

"You bastard! What are you talking about /*Victoria swears*/, the leader, the leader won't let a guy like you touch her! Don't think you can fool me!!"

Lin Yuxia outside the door shook her head helplessly in her heart.

It's really just a simple little cat, and its emotions were aroused like this. However, Luo Hang's entry point was indeed very accurate.

Luo Hang smiled slightly.

"Your reaction means you haven't considered this possibility, right?

After all, your mission this time is deep within the territory of a Grand Duke, and the evacuation plan isn't going smoothly."

Mandela's face, which was full of anger, turned gloomy, and the flames of anger were condensed in his pupils. He just stared at the man who was separated by a door.

"No matter what you say, I won't believe you."

This is quite something.

Lin Yuxia glanced at Luo Hang, ready to see how he would solve the problem.

According to what she knew, although Luo Hang did capture the princess, he should have handed her back yesterday, and there was no way to prove it now.

But in fact, if he wanted proof, Luo Hang actually had it. After all, Abbrana's underwear was still in his hands. The color was purple, with white and light yellow in the middle, like the pistil of a violet. The style was elegant and exquisite, small, and there were lace and beautiful lace crocheting.

Because he had used it to wipe the blood, he took it away with the excuse that it was "not suitable for wearing again anyway", and Abbrana originally had leggings under her dress.

The only problem is,

I just don't know if Mandela can tell the difference.

"Her Highness Abbrana has indeed been sent back to the Duke of Wellington as a trading partner. If nothing unexpected happens, she should be not far from the border now."

Luo Hang stated this fact slowly and calmly, and a hint of mockery suddenly appeared on Mandela's face, as if "you continue to bluff" was written on her face.

But when Mandela saw Luo Hang taking out the terminal from his pocket and looking through it, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"However, before leaving, Her Highness Abrana did have some friendly exchanges with us."

As Luo Hang spoke, he raised his head and turned the terminal in his hand towards Mandela behind the door with a smile.

The electronic screen at the far end of the window was emitting a clear light. In the photo, the two people were intimately hugging each other's shoulders, with their faces touching, and the image of them became deeper and deeper in Mandela's gradually dilating pupils.

and,

Although it is a large headshot, aren’t the shoulders and collarbones of these two people a bit too exposed?

Before Mandela, whose brain was a little overwhelmed by the current situation, could continue to think absentmindedly, the man in front of her continued to flip through the screen casually with a smile.

Hugging each other from front to back, facing each other, and even kissing... Even though Abrana in the photo always looked extremely cold compared to the smiling man, she never showed any intention of resisting from beginning to end.

Is that really the case, Leader…?

Mandela stared at the familiar face in the constantly flipping photos in a trance, but she could not find any trace that could overturn her idea.

On the constantly flipping headshots, a full-body photo of two people suddenly appeared.

Mandela's pupils suddenly shrank, and the photo in front of her was quickly turned back to the previous one, only flashing past her vision.

The man seemed to have noticed his mistake and retracted his terminal, giving her an embarrassed, almost shy smile.

"I'm sorry, I found photos of myself and other people. Miss Mandela, please keep it a secret for me."

"you--"

Mandela pursed her lips, but found her throat was extremely dry and she didn't know what to say.

How could she possibly mistake her leader?! Even if it was just a fleeting image, even just a profile, there was no way she could mistake her leader's many unforgeable qualities.

It’s just because of this... How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible. This must be fake!

"I plan to send Miss Mandela back to Her Highness Abbrana."

Just as Mandela was about to open her mouth and angrily declare her firm determination, Luo Hang's voice sounded first, and directly blocked her subsequent words back into her throat.

"what?"

She looked at the smiling man in front of her in disbelief, wondering if she was hallucinating because she was too angry and immersed in her own anger.

"I'm going to send you back, Miss Mandela."

Luo Hang smiled and repeated it again, while continuing in a friendly manner,

"Her Highness Abbrana has been returned to the Dukedom of Wellington alone. I admire your loyalty and tenacity, Miss Mandela. I believe that Miss Mandela is also a very important helper to Her Highness Abbrana. I can't bear to bury Miss Mandela in such a small room.

There are no eternal enemies in this world. If Miss Mandela can return to Her Highness Aburana, it will also represent my friendship."

Mandela slowly opened her eyes.

"Of course I am the leader's right-hand man! Are you really willing to send me back?"

Mandela's tone suddenly became cautious, and she was asking for Luo Hang's opinion.

Lin Yuxia on the side almost wanted to sigh.

This little cat is indeed no match for Luo Hang.

From the information she had learned, whether in the eyes of the Duke of Wellington or Her Highness Abrana, the other officer's status and weight were definitely much higher than Mandela's. Otherwise, this poor kitten would not have been left behind to cover their retreat without even a purposeful evacuation route.

But Mandela obviously didn't think so.

"Yes, the fast ship bound for the Duke of Wellington will be ready before noon today, but in my personal opinion, Miss Mandela would be better off having a good breakfast.

Otherwise, I think it would be difficult for you to reach the Duke of Wellington. Moreover, if the envoy is in such a bad state, he can no longer represent my friendship, right?"

Luo Hang smiled gently.

“I’ll eat it now!”

Mandela jumped up from the bed, ran to the plate on the table, grabbed the spoon and stuffed the porridge into her mouth, looking at Luo Hang: "You can't lie to me!"

The smile on his face became brighter.

"of course."

Lin Yuxia: "..."

Ugh.

Chapter 4: Mandela: You are a good person! (k)

"Are you really going to let her go back?"

After leaving the detention room, Lin Yuxia asked Luo Hang this question.

“Although I’m not so rigid as to consider my promises more important than my life, I will still try my best to fulfill the things I promised.”

"..."

Lin Yuxia was willing to admit this, after all, Luo Hang had helped them fulfill many difficult promises.

But just putting Mandela back like this is not Luo Hang's style.

Lin Yuxia looked back in the direction of the prison cell.

"You want to sow discord?"

"That's half right."

Luo Hang curled his lips, "When it comes to sincerity, the best weapon is sincerity.

Since you also know that the leader of Mandela is a powerful person who can be calm and even cruel enough to sacrifice everything when necessary, then as long as the fight between us, Abrana and the Duke of Wellington continues, something like this will happen again and again sooner or later.

The active alienation is too obvious. The kitten is a good child and she won't like this feeling.

In this case, it is better to treat the blade with sincerity.

——Repaying kindness with hatred——

It’s a word that good kids also dislike.

Guess how many times I have to catch this kitten and let her go before she can no longer raise her staff against me or anyone in Rhodes Island?"

Soon after the morning, a ray of light golden sunlight fell on Luo Hang's face, making his smile look exceptionally dazzling.

"Three times, four times? Six times, seven times? Haha... Capturing and releasing Mandela seven times, that sounds quite interesting."

He chuckled and said, "Yuxia, you think very highly of Mandela, and I like this kitten very much too.

No matter how many times I catch her, I am willing to let her go. This sincerity cannot be faked."

Although Luo Hang's words were extremely touching, Lin Yuxia felt the hairs on her back stand on end.

This guy, has he already killed that innocent little cat?

And the most terrifying thing is,

Judging from her judgment of Mandela, the feasibility of this plan in the end is probably quite high.

"If you become a devil who controls people's hearts, you will definitely be a big boss who can dominate hell."

She couldn't help but say.

"Haha, thank you for the compliment."

"Isn't it too early for you to be happy?"