Cross the net king: tennis princess

[Dear Princess Jingshan, I am the young master of An Yu's family. Miss Mo Liang who is beside you is now in my hands. If you want to save someone, see you at the gate of Qing School at 6 o'clock this afternoon.Bring your own weapons. ——Ayu Hisamitsu on. 】

Misha read the letter again, then crumpled the letter up angrily, but thought of something, and unfolded the letter again.

"Go to the Japanese government, I'm afraid His Highness's identity will not be maintained." Misha gave orders to the cronies in front of her coldly.

"Yes." Responding to Misha's professional indifference.

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"Stop! Please show your ID." A firm and clear voice shouted at Misha.

Misha raised her eyebrows slightly, clenched her fists in displeasure, and suppressed the anger in her heart, "No. 3, do you think the security here should be replaced, and they don't even know me?"

Called no. The man in 3 coldly handed a certificate to the security guard, and nodded slightly.

"Cut, rubbish!" Misha had a very bad temper, kicked him away before the security guard checked his ID, and rushed into the prime minister's work place.

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With a loud bang, the door of the prime minister's office was sacrificed heroically, and the prime minister in the room was not in the slightest panic, but looked at the angry Misha kindly and gracefully.

"What... I thought it was a terrorist attack. You are as rude as ever..." The middle-aged man smiled lightly at Misha and closed the folder beside him, "It's only with the second princess." Together we can cure your rough temper."

"Stop talking, I'm here to discuss business with you, I don't have the time to play games with you, an old fox." Misha's forehead suddenly showed veins, and she looked at the prime minister very unhappy.

But the prime minister was not displeased at all, and smiled at no. 3 beckons, no. 3 immediately retreated knowingly and closed the door.

"How is your Highness?" the Prime Minister immediately changed his expression when he saw the door closed, and asked a little seriously.

"The identities have been exposed. The members of An Yu's family know about it. I'm sure they were responsible for the previous two attacks. They also kidnapped Mo Liang this time." Mi Sha took out the letter and handed it to the prime minister.

He looked at the crumpled letter paper, raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't care, "That little girl was arrested."

"Yes, Mo Liang must have not paid attention." Mi Sha thought about the situation and came to a conclusion with certainty.

"I suggest that you go abroad and don't stay in Japan." The Prime Minister calmly read the letter, crumpled it up, and threw it into the wastebasket.

"What! The princess of Japan fled abroad for asylum! What does the Japanese government do!" Misa slammed the table and yelled at the Prime Minister viciously.

"This is a commercial dispute, and when Lord Bo Ji (mother Jingshan) married the young master of the Yinlin family (father Jingshan), His Majesty the Emperor objected very much, just because he was worried that such a thing would happen. Our government is not good at interfering in commercial disputes , and An Yu is not an ordinary company." The prime minister responded lightly to Misha's words, and gracefully knocked on the table.

Misha's arrogance dissipated instantly. She respected Lord Bo Ji very much, so she would never refute her decision.

"I suggest you to participate in this battle invitation." The Prime Minister smiled and gave the order firmly.

"I see." Misha nodded slightly, got up and left the prime minister's office silently, but did not notice a trace of helplessness in the eyes of the prime minister behind him.

And in the folder that was closed, there was a very important application post...

Asking for a kiss...

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