My 26-year-old Pretty CEO

"If you don't hear from him, naturally I don't either. He's your boss. If he comes back, you'll know for sure." Nalan Ruofei said with a smile that Nalan was in great trouble at this time, with a dignified look and a twinkle and smile, showing his sister-in-law's identity.

"That's true. If Nang comes back, we will know first. We are his brothers of life and death." Scorpion touched his head and said with a smile, "let's go, sister-in-law. I'll drive."

Two people take a special car directly to the city of wolf teeth. Where you pass, surrounded by rivers and green mountains and rivers, you can see many modern commercial buildings from time to time. Even in China, the name of the world's first-class enterprise, which is rare, is constantly flashing. Nalan poetry is also surprised by the beauty and richness of the local customs.

"Sister, that's the city built by my brother-in-law." Nalan Ruofei pointed to the high wall in the distance.

Looking at the words "wolf tooth city" on the top of the city, Nalan's poetry is also surprised. It's hard to imagine that there should be such a beautiful castle with the combination of ancient and modern on the modern earth.

"What kind of person is that man? How can he build a city here and be supported by so many people, even the army? " Nalan murmured in his heart.

In her memory, there is nothing about Chen Nan. Only after investigation did she know that he was the rogue little public relations man of her company. He used to be the boss of a car washing shop. He was late and left early, which was useless. But such a person unexpectedly got her marriage certificate, which was hard for her to accept. But all of them were hearsay. Now Chen Nan is in her The image of the mind is quietly changing.

Luxury vehicles can be seen everywhere along the way, seemingly congested, but completely orderly. The special bus went all the way to the majestic palace in the center of the city.

"Sister, this is the big house our brother-in-law built for us." She said, pointing to the magnificent palace.

"Our big house?" Nalan is dumb. She can't imagine that the little publicist built a palace for them. Of course, she already knows that chennan is a mercenary, but it's because of this that she can't accept the fact that she once fell in love with a mercenary. I'm kidding. Would a gorgeous and unrivalled CEO like a fierce and savage mercenary? The pride from her heart was hard for her to accept, but everything that caught her eyes overturned his cognition. He built a palace for himself. Did he really love him? Is there really an unforgettable past? Nalan Shiyu looked at all this in a daze.

"Come on, sister, let's go in and have a look." Princess nalanruo is familiar with this place, because each of them has a house in the palace. Liu Meiyan, Bingmei, Qin Wanrou and even Yang Li often come here to live. Strictly speaking, this is their real home.

On both sides of the palace stood rows of fully armed soldiers, yellow, black and white, who looked valiant, spirited and heroic.

In the middle of the entrance to the palace stands a handsome, blonde, hot Samba girl. It's Caroline. She is still dressed in military uniform, tall and straight, and her handsome, hot and sexy figure and handsome appearance will make a woman jealous even at a glance.

Here, scorpion and others did not go in again, Nalan Ruofei was just like the identity of the palace hostess, accompanied her sister to the entrance of the palace.

"Brush!" Seeing the two men coming, the soldiers saluted them. Caroline looked at Nalan's poem with no expression on her face.

Caroline was also a very proud woman. She had a conversation with Nalan Shiyu and even nearly killed her. Finally, Caroline left Shanghai and went to the Middle East. She was not very happy. Knowing that Nalan lost her memory, she didn't have chennan in her heart. Caroline didn't pick up the plane at all. Now that she's here, she won't rush to talk to her.

Nalan Shiyu comes straight to Caroline. The two girls' eyes are facing each other in the air. It's a feeling of deja vu that makes Nalan Shiyu not give in. The electric spark flickers. After looking at each other for a moment, Nalan Shiyu turns away and goes straight into the palace accompanied by Princess Ruo.

"Caroline, it's like someone owes you money." Among several women, Ruofei and Caroline are the most right. They tease her and accompany her sister into the golden palace. Caroline just smiles and doesn't respond.

Hairy said with a smile: "Nange's women are all pretty. I thought Liu Dong was his wife. After a long time, these beautiful twins are the real brand."

"Pa!" Black bear slapped him, "get out of the way, Nange's woman is also what you can see?"

"How? My elder brother's wife, I don't think so. "

"Bang!" Not to be outdone, the hairdresser beat him again. The time was not long, and they were fighting together in the square in front of the palace.

"Cut! It's not going to be elegant. " Scorpion, winter several people a burst of disdain. Only Feng Yan didn't say a word, standing there as cold as a piece of wood.

The Palace used to be the residence of King Rushi. At the suggestion of Ruofei and a few women, it was transformed according to their wishes. Some women have their own rooms here, and they often come here to live for a few days.In the corridor on both sides of the guard are blonde women soldiers, through the magnificent straight corridor, two people straight to the center of a bedroom.

When you enter the bedroom, everything becomes different. Compared with the resplendence and luxury on the outside, there are jade steps on the inside. The style is elegant and the fragrance of books reverberates. The plain curtain on the white jade steps in the middle is gently divided on both sides, revealing a comfortable and soft super luxury bed.

Although it is a bedroom, it gives Nalan a familiar feeling. The layout of the room is simple and elegant, which she likes, and fashionable and lively, which her sister likes. The combination of two different styles not only doesn't make Nalan feel disgusted, but also has a fresh and romantic comfort.

"Is this the room that the man prepared for me? This is the big house he built for me? " Nalan Shiyu gently stroked the familiar dresser and bookshelf, muttering: "do we really have an unforgettable past, but how can I like a mercenary, a little PR?"

Although Ruofei told her a lot about the past of two people, from the loss of soul in looking for a necklace and ring in the garbage, to Chen Nan chasing a thousand miles to save her, to playing in the virgin forest and making up with each other again, all these things made her fascinated, but because of amnesia, she always felt that these things had nothing to do with her, as far as she was concerned, since amnesia was not there How can the concept of personal experience resonate without personal experience?