The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

We all know that wine is old, and we also know that no matter what wine is left for a long time, it will evaporate naturally, which means that with the evaporation of water, the alcohol concentration will naturally increase.Just like a bottle of baijiu that has been stored for 30 years has turned into a viscous golden yellow half bottle, after you drink it, you will definitely feel the aroma first, and the second feeling that the wine is surprisingly strong.

The same is true for wine. The red wine that Zhao Ziyang and Stanbo drank was brewed in 1918, which is more than a hundred years old.

After Angel arrived in Rose Town in the carriage, Stanbo was already drunk and fell asleep.Zhao Ziyang was fine, except for some dizziness, he didn't feel much discomfort, which probably has something to do with his current physique.

With a sound of "wow", Angel opened the door of the carriage from the outside, and saw Stanbo sleeping soundly with a wine bottle in his arms, and Zhao Ziyang also dozing there with an empty wine bottle in his arms.

"Oh my god, are you drinking in there?" An Qier glared at Zhao Ziyang.

Opening his eyes, Zhao Ziyang quickly threw away the wine bottle, and explained to An Qier: "I don't blame me for this, it was your grandfather who took out two bottles of wine and invited me to drink, you know, I have to be obedient, this is what you arranged for me."

Angel patted her head hard, looking extremely helpless.

"Miss, is that Miss?" A voice sounded from a distance.

"That's right, it's Miss."

"Miss came back with a man, could it be Miss's boyfriend?"

A group of people in Rose Town whispered at a distance, and then moved closer after confirming Angel's identity.

Seeing the small town residents approaching, Angel's face turned cold, she took Zhao Ziyang's hand and turned around, looking at these residents.

"Miss Angel..." Residents in the town saluted Angel one after another.

"Yeah." Angel hummed casually, and said to one of the residents in a cold voice: "Notify the mayor, and get my grandpa settled."

"Yes!" The residents immediately ran to find the mayor.

An Qier dragged Zhao Ziyang to the bustling center of the town, and left the carriage without asking any further questions.

"Is this appropriate?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

"Okay." Angel explained: "Rose Town is full of people from the Rose family, so when grandpa comes here, someone will take care of everything."

"Well, the nobleman is indeed very powerful." Zhao Ziyang curled his lips.

"I hate nobles." Angel showed disdainful eyes.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the town seemed particularly lively at this time.This place is on the banks of the Rhine, and there are always many people spreading out, or playing happily with the accordion here, enjoying the comfort brought by the music.

"Miss Angel!"

"Miss Angel!"

"Miss Angel!"

"..."

No matter who they met along the way, they would bow down and say hello to Angel respectfully.Angel, on the other hand, had a haughty and cold face, nodding her head at most and uttering a humming sound, and in the end she didn't even look at it, and walked straight to where she wanted to go.

"An Qier, you have become the cold and arrogant Snow White again." Zhao Ziyang joked to An Qier.

"It's nothing, I've always been like this." An Qier took Zhao Ziyang's arm, and said helplessly: "I must maintain my arrogance. When I get here, I represent the power at the top of the Rose family. I hate being cold. face, but it has to be done."

"But you have always kept a cold face."

"Except facing Grandpa and you." An Qier smiled at Zhao Ziyang, and the warmth of spring blossomed instantly.

This smiling face was seen by many occasions, and they were all amazed.

A fat middle-aged man in a suit ran over quickly, followed by several policemen. His face was terrified and anxious, and he immediately smiled when he saw Angel.

"Miss Angel, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were coming, so..."

"I'm hungry and want to eat." Angel interrupted the man coldly.

"Yes, yes." The man wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and immediately opened the way.

Several policemen followed behind, like bodyguards.

This is a very neat little restaurant, furnished in a medieval style: a fireplace, various reliefs, and frescoes hanging on the walls.

Immediately after Angel's arrival, the restaurant was replaced with a long table covered with a milky-white patterned tablecloth, with silver candlesticks placed at intervals on it, which made people feel the style of the Middle Ages.

The table was about ten meters long. Zhao Ziyang sat at one end and An Qier sat at the other end, which made Zhao Ziyang feel very uncomfortable.

"Miss Angel, the content of dinner is: Yulu mushroom soup, sour white cabbage, onion bacon pie, lettuce salad, cheese pork chops, Alberta black pepper steak, Frankfurt sausage, Iranian almas caviar, Louis XVIII pizza, Munich pure Handmade brown bread, Italian white truffle, steamed red trout, and your favorite strawberry ice cream for dessert.” The restaurant owner in a tuxedo introduced the evening food to Angel.

Hearing these things, An Qier frowned, stood up and walked towards Zhao Ziyang on the opposite side of the table, pulling him up and walking outside.

Seeing Angel turn and walk away, the restaurant owner and the middle-aged man guarding the door showed panic on their faces.

"Miss Angel, Miss Angel..." The owner of the restaurant followed behind and called Angel pitifully.

"Feed these things to the dogs." An Qier said coldly, pulling Zhao Ziyang out.

No one dared to stop her, and no one dared to say anything.

"An Qier, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

"Didn't you see the dinner?" Angel frowned and said, "It's so simple, I don't think the Rose family cares about me."

Hearing this, Zhao Ziyang was in a trance for a while. If this is considered crude, I really don't know how extravagant Angel's food was in the past.

"Then what shall we eat?" Zhao Ziyang asked in confusion, wondering how much it would cost to raise such a wife.

"Hey..." An Qier smiled, pulled Zhao Ziyang and said, "Why don't we cook by ourselves? I want to eat your fried hot and sour potato shreds."

"Okay, but you have to find a place to do it." Zhao Ziyang readily agreed, a big stone in his heart fell to the ground, it seems that Angel is not too difficult to raise.

An Qier dragged Zhao Ziyang back to the restaurant, and was in a hurry, not knowing what to do. When the restaurant owner saw An Qier returning, he hurried forward.

"Miss Angel, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll change the dishes for you, please give me a chance." The restaurant owner was terrified.

"Need it?" Angel showed disdainful eyes, hugged Zhao Ziyang's arm and said coldly to the restaurant owner: "Have you not seen my boyfriend? My boyfriend is Chinese."

As soon as these words came out, the owner of the restaurant immediately understood, and Zhao Ziyang also understood what Angel's actions meant just now.This little girl wants to send a message through this incident, to let everyone know how much she cares about the man around her, and to let the family members of the Hilltop Manor know, which can be regarded as an advance greeting.

"Yes, yes, I will arrange it right away." The restaurant owner nodded vigorously.

"No need, prepare the condiments for Chinese food, my boyfriend will cook for me." An Qier strode in and dragged Zhao Ziyang to the operating room.

The owner of the restaurant at the side followed closely, as well as the middle-aged man with the policeman. This guy is the mayor of this place. After making arrangements for Angel's grandfather, he hurried to serve the princess of the Rose family.

The two of them stared blankly at Angel peeling potatoes, washing vegetables, and at Zhao Ziyang's skillful cooking. They felt very strange in their hearts, and that kind of feeling could not be understood by others: How could Miss Angel be like this?

Feeling very weird, the two couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ziyang several times, secretly remembering this Chinese man, Miss Angel's boyfriend.

Hot and sour potato shreds, braised pork ribs, this meal was made by Zhao Ziyang. In fact, he really wanted to eat the dishes prepared by the restaurant owner just now. Unfortunately, he had to follow Angel's wishes. After all, Angel knew her family better.

After dinner, the car from Rose Manor on the top of the mountain drove to the small town to take Angel and Zhao Ziyang to the manor to rest.

The Rose Manor on the top of the mountain is actually an antique building in the form of a medieval castle. There are relatively few such buildings for people to live in, but all of them are old nobles who have been passed down forever.

"Miss Angel, the master asked me to pick you up." A middle-aged man in a black suit with a silk rose on his chest bent down and said to Angel.

"No need, I will go back tomorrow morning." Angel said coldly to the middle-aged man: "Tell father, I will discuss my marriage with him tomorrow."

"Miss……"

An Qier walked forward with Zhao Ziyang on her arm, ignoring the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was very helpless, but his eyes were very sharp. He observed Zhao Ziyang from head to toe, and finally got into the car and returned to the manor.

"Miss Angel, I have already arranged for you the family's hotel in the town. You and this gentleman can rest there." The mayor who has been standing by the side said to Angel.

"Okay." An Qier nodded, and walked towards the hotel with Zhao Ziyang.

The hotel is not big, and the boss and waiters inside have been waiting at the door to welcome them. After seeing An Qier and Zhao Ziyang, they not only showed respect to An Qier, but also showed incomparable enthusiasm for Zhao Ziyang.Probably the incident in the restaurant just now had an effect, making them cautious and aware of the importance of this Chinese man.

"Miss Angel, we have arranged the most comfortable room for you. This gentleman's room is arranged opposite to yours, which is convenient for you..."

"Do we need two rooms?" Angel's pink face sank, and she said coldly, "One big bed, one pillow."

Having said all this, everyone stopped guessing, it was too obvious, they all slept together...

A group of police guarded the vicinity of the hotel in the cold night to protect the safety of Angel and Zhao Ziyang.As for Zhao Ziyang and An Qier, they hugged each other, full of exhaustion.

"An Qier, can you be a little lighter each time?"

"Why should it be lighter? I like it!" An Qier, who was nestled in Zhao Ziyang's arms, opened her eyes and said to Zhao Ziyang, "Don't you like it?"

"I like it..." Zhao Ziyang nodded and admitted that he liked it, even though the flesh on his body was bitten blue and purple by An Qier.

"Hey, shall we do it again?" An Qier enthusiastically proposed this good suggestion.

"Are you sure?" Zhao Ziyang squeezed Angel's chin.

"Why don't we come here for one night?" Angel winked.

Zhao Ziyang was discouraged, and said with a mournful face: "Enough, I am afraid that your big movement just now was heard by others."

"I just want them to hear." Angel smiled and said, "I have to let them pay you enough attention, because you are mine."

Regarding what An Qier did, Zhao Ziyang was noncommittal. He knew that this little girl had been adopting a way of coercion since she entered his family's territory.Tell the people in the manor that she is already Zhao Ziyang's, so don't have any thoughts in your heart.

Angel's way of coercion made Zhao Ziyang feel that this trip would never go smoothly, otherwise Angel would never have adopted this method to let her father know that the relationship between the two had become a fact.

Maybe it wasn't as bad as imagined, Zhao Ziyang faced it with the best hope.