The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

Lin Nuanxi glanced at the documents inadvertently—they were densely packed, all in English and there were a lot of digital data.

Just looking at these, Lin Nuanxi is one head and two big!

He moved his body in displeasure, and being held in his arms like this felt particularly awkward: "Mr. Di Shao, Jiang Mi'er is not here now, so you don't have to do this."

Beitang Yaori paused slightly——

First, he presumptuously called Beitang Yaori a bastard, and suddenly became the respected Mr. Di Shao in the past.

Second, this woman actually regarded his doting as acting.

Thirdly, she seemed to have completely forgotten how crazy and presumptuous she had been on him for the past three days and three nights!

Beitang Yaori did not speak, and continued to focus on the cumbersome documents, drawing circles with a pen.

"Young Master, I want to go home."

"..." Beitang Yaori remained silent, continuing to browse the documents in front of him.

"Young Master Di, my brothers and the others are very worried about me now, I want to go home!" With a heavy tone, Lin Nuanxi moved restlessly in his arms and wanted to leave, but was held back by these strong arms.

The way Beitang Yaori focused on the document at hand without saying a word made Lin Nuanxi a little annoyed.She is not his pet, why should he break into her world again and again and disturb her life.

"Beitang Yaori, I'm not Murong Qiangwei!" As she spoke, Lin Nuanxi stretched out her arm and snatched the document from his hand.

Her nonsense finally diverted Beitang Yaori's attention from the documents to her.

"I want to act like a baby, I'll give you time later." Beitang Yaori spoke lightly, and opened the closed file.

"Snapped!"

The little hand patted the document again, and closed it for him again in a nonchalant manner.

"Help me get rid of drug addiction, and let Rarity take good care of me. This island is expensive to buy, and it is decorated in Rococo style."

"..."

Lin Nuanxi raised her head and looked at him squarely: "All of this is Murong Qiangwei's favorite style! To put it bluntly, you only saved me because this heart belongs to Murong Qiangwei, right?"

Lin Nuanxi knew how much she had, and it was her heart that allowed Di Shao to spend so much on planes, warships, and maritime search and rescue teams to track her down, help her detoxify, and take care of her.

No, she didn't want to accept such a pitiful and pathetic reward and pity!

The beautiful amber eyes were clear and stubborn after returning to a mental state.

It seems that she doesn't intend to let him work hard again.

Beitang Yaori bowed her head and raised her chin with her hands: "Who am I?"

"Beitang Yaori!" The words blurted out one second, and a flash of shame and anger flashed across Lin Nuanxi's face the next!

For three days and three nights, what Lin Nuanxi remembered most was this conversation that was repeated no less than a hundred times.

The corners of her lips curled up in a satisfied arc: "It seems that you still remember these three days and three nights."

"It's the 21st century, so what if you do it, besides, isn't this what you have always wanted? Since I have already given it to you, can you let me go!"

Beitang Yaori's handsome face showed a helpless smile: "Why do you always want to run away from me?"

"Why do you always have trouble with me?"

Beitang Yaori raised her hand and pushed her chin higher: "Why do you always disobey me?"

Lin Nuanxi's sharp mouth instantly became stiff, speechless.