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Passing through the splendid corridors, through the majestic halls, through the areas where some decorations are placed in the outside rooms, and through the outdoor corridors with a particularly open feeling,

From the overall style layout to certain items, I am amazed at the design of such a huge palace that integrates luxury, magnificence, sophistication, high-class taste and various details.

The beauty of the golden and red style has reached its peak, and it seems that it has reached the center of this private area.

"We are here, the master is waiting for you inside."

Listening to the silver-haired woman's words, Fangran raised his eyes from his trance.

Is that person inside now...

In the silence of midnight, the huge and flashy window was dark, and the figure of the young man finally opened the door in front of him.

Unlike the bright lights outside that drive away the darkness of the night, it seems that in consideration of not affecting a while of sleep, there are only a few light sources in the room behind the door to ensure visibility.

A room as big as a basketball court, maybe a living room, a reception room, a study, or something else?

No matter what the answer is, as the imperial manor where Master Fiseld is located, it has the ultimate luxury that is unmatched by anything I just saw.

But even so, the first thing that struck me was the figure sitting in the master's seat.

Her long silver-gray hair was spread out, and she was as silky as a nightgown that would slip off in an instant without straps. Her smooth and flawless pure white legs were crossed, her expression was indifferent, and her eyes were hanging on the book in her hand.

She was sitting there, her sense of dignity was incomparable,

Even though I have seen many powerful figures at the top of the world fighting at night, this special temperament,

Fangran had only seen it in Veronica O'Brien.

Seeing her again, seeing this figure who invited me to come to North America, I was so shocked by the imperial manor that I was numb, and coupled with the fatigue of more than ten hours of traveling,

Fangran spoke straight to the point, softly and helplessly walked to sit on the sofa opposite her.

"So, to call me here in such a hurry, what kind of trouble have you encountered related to the association?"

"In total, this should be our third meeting,"

"I'm so happy to see you, Fangran."

Closing the book with one hand, Veronica put on that elegant and charming smile, her silver-gray pupils stared at the young man in front of her who could look at her calmly,

There was a flash of light as if something had been confirmed.

"You agreed to my invitation so easily. It seems that you have 'grown up' a lot since we last met."

"Don't tell me I'm like a child..."

Regarding her tone of voice like this every time, Fangran looked at her and said helplessly.

"Then do you know...the definition of adult?"

The overlapping slender legs exchanged positions, the hands passed twelve o'clock, the woman's low smile and the soft halo, mixed into something meaningful,

Fangran was choked by his direct words, but seeing his appearance in front of him,

Veronica held up one cheek with an inexplicable smile.

"Ah,

It seems that some things have remained the same. "

Gritting her teeth slightly and rolling her eyes inwardly, Fangran felt from the bottom of her heart that Veronica might have the ability to say that hint no matter how normal her words were.

Her brows were twitching, and even if she got straight to the point, she would still drag the topic away.

"You stayed up all night just to wait and tell me this..."

Fangran pressed his forehead helplessly, and then looked at the silver-gray figure who lived in this imperial manor and was at the pinnacle of luxury in reality, and this time he rolled his eyes directly.

"If everything's okay, I'll book a flight back."

She laughed happily, and Veronica leaned casually on the seat, with a smile on her noble and exquisite face.

"It's rare that you come to North America, and I can't bear to let you go back like this. Don't you think it's too impatient to get down to business just after we've just finished a ten-hour journey, isn't it?"

Can you speak nicely...

I deeply feel that it is superfluous for her to learn Chinese to this extent, but I know that if I point this out, she will definitely be teased and ridiculed by her pretending to be innocent and surprised.

Fangran resisted the desire to complain and decided not to speak until she would speak.

"Fiseld has indeed encountered some troubles regarding association. Otherwise, I would have planned to wait until some time before you take the initiative to come to North America to fulfill my invitation to you."

Seeing how the young man had learned how to cope in the past few times in high school, Veronica chuckled and pushed the topic forward, mentioning the invitation to that night in Paris by the way.

"But it's too late to talk about the truth."

Speaking of this, her eyes indicated the time on the clock on Fangran's wall.

Because he was usually active at night at this time, Fangran noticed that the time on the clock had already passed one o'clock.

"Insufficient rest is the natural enemy of a woman's beauty. I can't sit here and talk to you all the time."

As if to emphasize that she did not have the physical strength of the participants, Veronica pretended to be helpless and sighed softly, spreading her hands, and then her smooth arms and shoulders with only the silk strings of her nightgown supported a sexy and perfect balance.

In the dimly lit luxurious room, her silver-gray eyes stared, wandering on the edge of some unspoken ambiguity...

"Of course, if you want me to make it clear tonight anyway, there is no way to have the best of both worlds."

Because of a certain guy's secret mischief, he experienced the physiological reaction of dry throat, and the figure's tricks in front of him were more lethal than before.

After activating the forced calm in his mind, Fangran took a deep breath to calm down, then chose to refuse with raised eyebrows and a speechless expression.

"No, forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Yeah, it's really a pity..."

Veronica looked at him and said with a charming smile.

Realizing that coming to see her tonight was completely useless, Fangran pressed his eyes with a headache, knowing that he would not talk about business, and sighed in a broken tone:

"In that case, why don't you just arrange to meet tomorrow."

"As the host of the inviting party, that's too rude,"

Smilingly telling her the reason for "greeting" like this, Veronica held her snow-white chin with her bony palm and watched him tell her reason with an unchanging smile.

"And I want to see you as soon as possible. "

The moment he heard these words, Fangran's heart skipped a beat, but Fangran quickly came back to his senses and kept warning himself silently in his mind with reason,

Don't be fooled, don't be fooled, Fangran, this is a trap this guy wants to seduce you into falling into.

And women will only affect the speed at which you draw your sword....

"You must be thinking of something interesting, right? Well, well, I'll leave the troublesome things until after the sun rises,"

Speaking suddenly, as if she had seen through Fangran's thoughts, Veronica smiled, and then ordered in a accustomed and natural tone:

"Adeline, take him to the ready room."

"Okay, Master."

Adeline, the silver-haired woman who had been standing behind Fangran's sofa from the beginning, nodded with a calm expression and signaled the way for Fangran, who was standing up.

"Good night, Fangran."

Before following her out, Fangran heard the voice behind him, and in the end he didn't think clearly about Veronica's intention of greeting him like this.

Thinking about this figure at the top of reality, it turns out that he is still a figure that he cannot see through at all.

Before opening the door and walking out, Fangran turned to look at the noble and perfect silver-gray woman.

"Good night, Veronica."

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