True Love Lasts

This kind of media information can only be seen at leisure. The guiding role of the media is not in their hands? Ben is doing well in Provence. Controlling the media there is no problem at all!

Turning page by page, Chad was surprised to see the information behind. From those objective descriptions, he finally learned the truth. I know Ben's on purpose!

He knows that since what happened three years ago. Ben began to become stronger and stronger, seeking rivals, but he didn't expect to. He won the attention of his opponent in this way! He used to have a lovely brother, who turned out to be such a cold-blooded man today!

"Master Ben is calling." The Secretary's respectful voice came from the inside line, "Mr. Chad, do you want to answer it?"

"Get in." With a frown, Chad picked up the receiver and growled angrily. "I'm just looking for you, too!"

"Well, hum!" Ben on the other side snorted indifferently, "I happen to have something Dear brother, why is your mobile phone off? Originally, I just wanted to talk to you alone. It's not convenient for your secretary to hear the inside call. "

"If she was a secretary like that, she would not be employed at all." Coldly throwing down an explanation, Chad didn't have time to chat with Ben, so he went straight to the topic, "what's the matter?"

"It's really you." Ben laughs, in sharp contrast to Chad's anger. He says, "I found that someone has invaded my information database. I want to ask you, but I didn't expect you to admit it first! My dear brother, what do you want to know? Just ask me directly? "

When he said this, he was also wondering what kind of person could invade his database? It is really powerful to a state! He built a database. No hacker has ever been able to break in successfully!

"Can you tell the truth?" Chad hums displeasantly, slams his data on the desk, and then yells at the person on the other side of the microphone, "what do you say about this human life now? This is your man's hand

"Didn't the media make it very clear?" Ben explained slowly, still keeping a calm appearance, "now all people care about is whether the holly is the enemy, not how she died in the end!"

Let the media do some wrong propaganda, but can achieve unexpected results.

"You Chad was angry. "Do you know who you've offended? Phoenix South analysis! You want to fight him? You don't want to live, do you? You are all so... "

"Brother. You are still too timid Ben interrupted and sighed helplessly, "what's the point of touching him without a challenging opponent?"

"You..." Chad wants to hang up, but he interrupts.

"One more thing, I need your help." Ben took the lead and said, "I made an arms trade with fengnanxi. It's completely illegal!"

"You are crazy!"

"It sounds crazy, so. I need your help... " Ben paused, even nodded at the other end of the phone, and then faintly threw out such a sentence, "he promised so readily that I always felt that he would put me together."

"I know he'll come with you. Are you still so crazy In a hurry, Chad yelled on the phone, "aren't you afraid of being killed?"

"Brother!" Ben called him impatiently on the phone, but Chad didn't give up.

"Get the weapons back, or I won't do anything for you!" Chad's tone is very insistent. After a pause, he slowly added, "you'd better not provoke Fengnan."

Fengnan's reputation in the political arena is not very great. But my father had studied his achievements in C City, and he was amazed at his ability! Even the father has fear of men, or do not go to provoke better!

"Did you really decide?" Ben sighed in disappointment. "If I beat Feng Nanxi, what would you say?"

"Wait until you beat him." Ben was in a hurry to finish. It's directly on the phone.

His brother's obstinacy, he is from childhood in the eyes, know that he can not persuade, can only so ruthlessly hang up his phone. Don't let him suffer, he will never know how to be himself!

He took a deep breath, stopped and thought, and finally dialed his father's phone.

My younger brother really provoked Fengnan. In case something happened, I had to ask my father to come forward. It would be better to have a prophet

The next morning.

When sang Qingxia woke up, Feng Nanxi was no longer in the room.

Open eyes did not see him, sang Qingxia can not help but breathe out a breath. Just tight nerves instantly relaxed. Frowned, sang Qingxia stood up, picked up his clothes and put them on.

She was just still nervous, for fear that Fengnan would still be in the room, and she said something about remarriage.After yesterday's reminder from Sydney, she really didn't know how to answer him.

Fortunately. He didn't mention anything.

However, he didn't say anything, but sang Qingxia also felt uncomfortable, and a faint loneliness poured into his heart Did he forget? Do you forget such an important thing?

"Alas With a heavy sigh, sang Qingxia knocked his head hard and said, "Sang Qingxia, what are you hypocritical about! They don't mention that you should be enjoying yourself

"Knock knock" two knock on the door sound at the right time, sang Qingxia has not opened his mouth to say please come in, the hands of the tray of the two maids have come in by themselves. They wear the kind of service of European court style, and they also have the taste of classical maids.

"You..." Sangqing Xia Leng Leng, looking at the expressionless two people, can't help feeling a little strange, "who are you looking for?"

You're not coming in here to stand guard, are you?

And what's on their hands? Why are they all covered with red cloth? Is it still Bai Ling's three feet to kill her?

"This is for you, Miss sang." A woman in her early 40s suddenly came in from the door and spoke respectfully to her, but her face was as expressionless as the two maids. "Hale told us to take good care of you before going out."

“Hale？” Sang Qingxia was stunned, and then came back to the English name of fengnanxi. She could not help but feel relieved that they were sent by fengnanxi.

"Thank you." Sang Qingxia nodded to them with a smile and wanted to go up and take down the tray, but the two maids still kept a motionless posture, and there was no expression on their faces.

Sang Qingxia's hand was frozen in the air, and her face was slightly stiff: they didn't come to play with her, did they?