Tianzihao Xiaobailian

When he saw Lan again, Wang Fuxing still felt a huge sense of amazement in his heart. In all fairness, there were quite a few beauties around him, and Huangfu Lingxi was a stunner who could compete with Lan in all aspects, and the latter was obviously It is more in line with the aesthetics of the oriental people, but even so, Wang Fuxing's eyes are still involuntarily attracted when he sees Lan again.

The kind of plot where you can be immune to other beauties in the outside world because there are many beauties around is simply impossible. Even the weakest man will show the aggressiveness of a man in a timely manner in love. This is instinct .

Wang Fuxing's eyes at this time were full of aggression. Although the European goddess came out of the study, she saw Wang Fuxing standing in the hall downstairs. She obviously had no intention of going downstairs, and seemed to be able to show her face , It's like giving enough face, she just stood on the steps on the second floor, smiling slightly at the corner of her mouth, with clear eyes, condescendingly looking down at the young hero downstairs.

The corners of Wang Fuxing's mouth slightly curled up. He didn't feel any humiliation. He took the initiative to look away. From bottom to top, his eyes started at the pair of amazing long legs, moved upwards, and finally found the perfect crossing point in the center of the opponent's legs. Pausing for a while, then the waist, the extraordinarily plump and great chest, and finally the pretty face, and then continued to scan from top to bottom.

Behind the seemingly gentle gaze, there is a male aggressiveness and provocation.

After repeating this for no less than 2 minutes, Lan's face remained unchanged, with a smile on his face, looking down at Wang Fuxing, and remained silent.

Just when Lao Lanka couldn't stand it anymore, Wang Fuxing finally took the initiative to speak, squinting his eyes habitually, and said with a soft smile: "Miss Lan, it's been a long time. Are you still used to life in Huating? If time permits, Excuse me, I don't mind being Miss Lan's tour guide, the western restaurants in Pudong New Area are very authentic, I suggest Miss Lan to try them."

"Do as the Romans do, I think if we have time, we can eat Sichuan cuisine together, but as far as I know, Wang Shao should be very busy these days."

Lan smiled, but the ice blue eyes that were enough to make people daunting were full of tranquility, without any smile.

"Whether you're busy or not is different from person to person. If you can have dinner with Ms. Lan, even if it's a big deal, I will forget about it."

Wang Fuxing said calmly, glanced at Lao Lanka who seemed to be a little displeased since seeing him, with a strange smile.

Lan chuckled lightly, reached out and tapped on the railing in front of her lightly, blinked her eyes, her originally gentle and elegant demeanor suddenly became a little girly and mischievous: "Then Wang Shao came to the door today to take me to Is it for dinner?"

"I'm here to help Miss Lan."

Wang Fuxing said with a smile, squinting his eyes, he looked harmless to humans and animals, and looked very enthusiastic.

The fluctuation in Lan's eyes disappeared for a moment, and then he regained his composure. His smile remained unchanged, and he stretched out his hand to play with a lock of his long hair, and said softly, "Sorry, my friend, I don't need any help right now."

"is it?"

Wang Fuxing raised his eyebrows, walked up the stairs without permission, and said calmly, "I think we can still talk."

Old Lanka's body suddenly tensed up. Although his expression was calm, he had already made an aggressive gesture ready to attack with all his strength at any time.

He knew his place, bodyguard, or rather, servant.

This is an identity that does not have the possibility of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger under any circumstances. He must do his best to deal with any things and people that can threaten his master.

Every time, it's a real lion fighting a rabbit!

After all, he is still a young man, so impatient, and posing this posture in front of his master, is it possible that he is looking for death?

Old Lanka narrowed his eyes with a sneer in his eyes, quietly waiting for Wang Fuxing to go upstairs.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Wang Fuxing kept walking, facing Lao Lanka without any hesitation.

Without hiding the aura exuding, without changing his face, he withstood this extremely dangerous pressure and kept going upwards.

The smile on the corner of the old man's mouth has begun to widen, becoming bloody and sinister. As long as he is within three meters of an heir to the royal family without a sword in his hand, he is absolutely sure to kill him within 3 minutes!

As soon as the two stepped up and down, the killing intent began to condense in the air, becoming stronger and stronger.

Old Lanka was smiling, with a sinister smile.

Wang Fuxing was smiling, with an easy-going smile.

Only the ever-increasing distance indicates a situation that seems to be on the verge of breaking out at any time.

Lan, who always had a smile on his face, slowly retracted his expression, replaced by an extremely calm silence and cold blood.

She raised her hand lightly, shook it, and said slowly, "I need a bottle of fine red wine to entertain my guests, Old Lanka."

The old man who had already taken a step quietly and was about to make a full-strength attack paused, and landed with one foot that hadn't landed yet, bowed slowly, and said softly but respectfully, "Okay."

He raised his head again and looked at Wang Fuxing, showing a kind and kind smile that had nothing to do with the slightest bit of blood and gloom.

Wang Fuxing also expressed his friendliness, nodded, and his smile widened.

One of them went upstairs, the other went downstairs, and they passed each other in peace.

Lan glanced at Wang Fuxing with an indifferent expression, turned around slowly, walked straight to the study next to him without saying a word.

Wang Fuxing followed her tactfully, watching her delicate body sway naturally, focusing his eyes on her perfectly shaped buttocks, and his eyes were presumptuous.

The two entered the study one after the other.

Outside the window, the sun was setting at dusk, and the sky was gloomy.

Lan, who simply wore a pair of jeans and a shirt but was still a goddess, walked behind the desk and sat on the leather swivel chair. The swivel chair was light and firm, and the swivel chair immediately turned around, leaving only Wang Fuxing with a side facing the window.

"Say!"

Lan opened his mouth to speak, his voice was decisive and crisp, radiating coldness, without the slightest touch of emotion.

This is her true face as one of the heirs of the Rothschild family.

"I'm waiting for my red wine."

Sitting on the leather sofa, Wang Fuxing raised his legs and swayed slightly. His whole body was most relaxed. He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and hinted.

Lan didn't seem to care about his small movements, knowing that the other party was hinting that he wanted to talk alone, and he didn't make any noise, so he closed his eyes, and in the slight tremor of the seat, he closed his eyes and rested his mind.

In the slightly dim light, her soft figure and pretty face seem to be a black and white sketch of perfection, static and beautiful, almost eternal.

Five minutes later, Old Lanka walked in with a bottle of red wine without any packaging and two goblets. After pouring half a glass of golden liquid into the glasses for the two of them, he habitually walked into the corner wait.

"Old Lanka, you go out first, if necessary, I will call you in."

Lan said quietly, she didn't seem to have any intention of turning on the light, and let the room gradually darken, without opening her eyes from the beginning to the end.

Old Lanka's complexion changed, he turned his head, took a deep look at Wang Fuxing, said hello respectfully, turned around, and left the study.

The study continued to be silent, Lan didn't speak, and Wang Fuxing also pretended to be stupid. He seldom lost in the competition of patience.

In the dimly lit study room, the only sound was the ticking of the wall clock on the wall.

"Chris was just here."

Lan said calmly, as if he had opened his eyes, but the outside sky was dark, and the vision of the two was also affected, and they looked very blurry to each other.

"Then he must have said something that shouldn't be said. I knew that this ally was not as reliable as I thought."

Wang Fuxing smiled and seemed very happy.

"He said, you want me to have a baby for you, don't you?"

Lan said bluntly, her voice seemed to reveal an unspeakable charm and temptation in the darkness.

"is it not OK?"

Wang Fuxing said with a chuckle, as if thinking of a very wonderful scene, there was a very manly wretch in the laughter.

Lan was silent.

After a long time, he opened his mouth lightly, with an incomparable contempt: "What are you? Are you worthy?"

"Yes, any man with a dick is worthy."

Wang Fuxing said seriously, but no matter how serious he is, this is almost the weirdest conversation he has had since his debut.

For him, this meeting was almost a gamble, and it was a life-and-death gamble!

He holds a condition in his hand that even he is not fully sure of, it can also be said to be a bargaining chip. After all the chips are rolled out, he will wait for the win or loss. If he wins, all the problems of the Wang family in the delta will be solved easily. Get out of this room.

Wang Fuxing suddenly realized that this feeling was really exciting, and he seemed to feel a bit of the mentality of a crazy gambler when he put on his last pair of underwear in a trance.

The Wang family is now on the road to dominate the Delta. The Mafia, the British Round Table Council, the German Chariot Organization, the Overseas Bamboo Federation Gang, and the Yamaguchi-gumi will all be the targets of the Wang family. The pressure is not as good as a Rothschild!

As long as Lan stays in Huating for one day, the Wang family can't be regarded as the uncrowned king of Huating!

When he came this time, he had to test out Lan's final thoughts.

Wang Fuxing gambled on such a woman, who only loved the world and the power in his hands. What he gambled on was the cold-blooded ambition that a successful man must have!

"If you only come to tease me, I can guarantee that in 5 minutes, you will be a corpse."

Lan frowned slightly, her tone instantly became gloomy and cold. In the darkness, she revealed her truest side, and she didn't seem to have any scruples.

"You need my help."

Wang Fuxing looked determined, his posture remained the same, he shook one leg, and smiled casually: "But before you help, you should pay me."

"remuneration?"

In the darkness, Lan's seat turned around, his eyes became more and more cold.

"I'll help you get what you want, but I have two conditions, first, enough money, and second, you give me a child."

Wang Fuxing's calm tone did not fluctuate at all, and Lan couldn't clearly see his expression at this time.

"What can you do for me?"

Lan asked again, speaking very fast, almost questioning. In the study, in the dark, the atmosphere in the room became oppressive and suffocating with the inexplicable conversation between the two.

"Help you do what you want to do most."

Wang Fuxing said calmly, paused for a moment, seemed to smile, and continued: "For example, help you kill Rothschild Jay. Your fiancé, your cousin."

The atmosphere suddenly solidified!

When he said this, Wang Fuxing was even a little suffocated, and Erlang's raised legs were gently put down, leaning against the sofa, motionless.

The chips have been revealed, and next, it depends on whether the other party will be tempted.

Kill Rothschild Jay!

Once he died, Lan would almost become the undisputed number one heir to the Rothschild Empire!

Put rights and feelings on the scale, which side will be tilted heavier?

Wang Fuxing stretched out a finger in the dark and tapped the back of the sofa, the faint light of the diamond ring was shaking slightly.

Lan was dead silent, not even breathing.

Two brothers and sisters, unmarried couples, the battlefields in the south and the north, the bride price for each other.

When Lan proposed this crazy idea and got Jie's consent, the two parties came to Tianchao. No one knew exactly what Lan was thinking.

Do you really regard the Celestial Dynasty as the last battlefield for their competition?

Or are both of them thinking of coming to the Celestial Dynasty to find a partner to kill each other and return to the family alone to control the financial empire?

Wang Fuxing didn't know either, but he dared to bet as he never lacked the crazy factor in his character.

put all one's eggs in one basket!

"it is good."

A word in the darkness, as if it came from nine days away.

Wonderful sounding.

But there is a kind of coldness coming from the bones.

Wang Fuxing's heart tightened suddenly, he took a deep look in Lan's direction, was silent for a while, then smiled lightly, and said softly, "What a surprise."

He paused for a moment, and said mockingly: "Miss Lan, should I remind you that you have violated Rothschild's family training?"

"This is just a means of competition. Jie doesn't necessarily die, and I don't necessarily lose. If you are killed by him, he and I will continue to compete until the end, get married and have children."

In the dark, sinful and cold-blooded study room, Lan seemed to stand up, and said calmly: "I am in love with this world, whoever gives me the world, I will give birth to children, Wang Shao, can you afford it?"

"You love the world, I love beautiful women."

Wang Fuxing said with a smile, his tone was calm, he also stood up, his eyes had adapted to the darkness, he walked towards the door, and said lightly, "Let's go."

Lan didn't make a sound. As for this thrilling cooperation, she didn't make any statement except for the vague good word.

Wang Fuxing opened the door.

The light suddenly shone into the dark study room, reflecting on Lan's fair and tender cheeks.

Wang Fuxing turned his head slightly.

Lan was looking out the window, muttering to himself: "The world."

Black and white, light and dark, heaven and hell.

Wang Fuxing stood in the middle, facing the light, squinting his eyes.

Old Lanka stood not far away, looking at Wang Fuxing with a gloomy expression.

There is a beautiful woman behind her meditating on the world, frantic.

But Wang Fuxing laughed out loud, with a wild smile, strode downstairs, and said loudly and arrogantly: "20 years later, who will lie on the lap of a beauty? Who will hold the power of the world? It's all me! It's all me!"

Passionate, with incomparable arrogance and domineering, confident and detached, looking down on the world!

it's all me!

Old Lanka's eyes were stunned.

In the shadow of the study, Lan sighed, sat back on the chair again, and muttered to himself, "Heroic."

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