Xu Zhiyuan stood aside, seeing the boss in a good mood, and suggested with a smile: "Young Master Rong, the work here is almost done, do you want to go see the young mistress?"

Hearing this, Mr. Rong glanced at him, then looked at the report again, thinking thoughtfully: "No need. I'm tied up with her. It's better to let her finish her own business, and then I'll go over."

By then it won't be as simple as him going over to see her, and maybe he can bring her back faster.

Counting the days, they haven't seen each other for several days. Although they call every day and can hear her voice, it is not as real as having someone by their side.

Thinking of something, he suddenly asked Xu Zhiyuan to dial the phone number of the bodyguard responsible for protecting Luo Anning in the UK. Although Xu Zhiyuan was suspicious, he did so honestly.[

As soon as the call was connected, Young Master Rong ordered in an orderly manner: "Take a picture of Luo Anning's life without her noticing, and send it to me on the same day. Also, all the men she comes into contact with should give me a message."

Report.”

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Rong rubbed his chin with a rippling smile. Xu Zhiyuan secretly cursed, he really deserves to be Mr. Rong, he is so perverted!

Every episode of life must be filmed! All men who come into contact must report it!

If you are so nervous, you might as well make the young lady smaller and put it in your pocket, so you can take it with you wherever you go.

Of course, Xu Zhiyuan would not dare to say these words even if he had a hundred courages.

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In the evening, An Ning returned to the hotel. She had just taken a shower, and room service brought some newly developed desserts. She sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a laptop and watching a movie.

The mobile phone placed aside rang, and I picked it up without looking at it: "Hello..."

"An Ning." The man's voice was a little aggrieved.

Luo Anning was startled, then chuckled: "What's wrong? Who made our Young Master Rong angry?"

"What do you think?" The voice was gritted.

"I'm telling you..." the last word was drawn out, Luo Anning's beautiful big eyes rolled, and a hint of cunning flashed through: "I don't know."

"Humph!" Mr. Rong snorted heavily, and then there was the sound of closing the door forcefully on the other end of the phone. After a while, his voice rang: "How are you doing? If you continue to hold on, sooner or later I will get internal injuries.

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Luo Anning naturally heard the meaning of his words, and after thinking about it, time flew by so fast, and they were separated for half a month in the blink of an eye.

No wonder he called her dissatisfied with Hui Gu Qiu in the early morning and complained, man, it is easiest in the morning to...ahem...be impulsive.

Because of the time difference, it’s night here in London, but it’s morning in S city.

"It's coming, it's coming. Just be obedient and bear it longer! Anyway, you've endured it for half a month. It's not too late, don't you think?"

MK is dying now. The Marquis of York suffered a heart attack and was hospitalized and has not yet been discharged. The Marquise has no time to care about anything else and takes care of the Marquis in the hospital every day.

Roland, on the other hand, goes to the bank every day. She will run to anyone who can run and has a little friendship and relationship, and she will not hesitate to ask for financing to help MK tide over this difficulty.[

However, the effect seems to be small.

Everyone knows that Baina is deliberately targeting MK this time. Although a strong dragon cannot suppress local snakes, Baina is rich in assets and has branches all over the world. To deal with a bank, it is simply killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.

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Chapter completed!