In the morning, a ray of bright sunshine came in from the window and shone on the two people who were still sleepy. Angel was sleeping in a very lazy way, with her head resting on Zhao Ziyang's arm, her left hand around Zhao Ziyang's waist and curled up in his arms.

The long eyelashes show a curved and raised shape, which makes them look particularly cute.

Zhao Ziyang, whose eyes were hit by the sun, woke up and turned around. He felt the numbness in his entire right arm. He was about to move before giving up. He didn't want to disturb Angel, who was still sleeping soundly.

"Ding ding ding... ding ding ding..." The piercing sound of the phone rang at this time, waking Angel up from her sleep.

"Disgusting!" Angel pouted and made a vague sound, reaching out to rub her eyes.

"Your father?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

"No." An Qier opened her eyes and sat up, unabashedly exposing her smooth, white upper body to Zhao Ziyang's eyes.

"Then it must be Seth." Zhao Ziyang showed a wry smile, grabbed the phone and said: "Seth, I told you not to disturb me again, OK? Do you know what time I went to bed last night? Three in the morning

, please, it’s only seven o’clock!”

"Special Forces, I have to tell you something." Seth said loudly on the other side of the phone: "Israel has called us for 70% of the reservation fee, asking us to help them complete the mission and pay for what happened last time.

Apologize."

"Go back." Zhao Ziyang said to Seth without thinking: "Tell them that I am on vacation and the time has not been determined."

"Hey, Special Forces, this is big business."

"I know." Zhao Ziyang rubbed his cheek and said to Seth: "Now no mercenary group is willing to take over Israel's mission. We are the only ones who can take over. Do you understand the term "rare goods can be lived in"? We need to maximize our profits. This is business ethics.

"

Seth on the other side of the phone was silent for a while, and then made a happy voice: "Special Forces, you really know how to take advantage of the situation, but I like your approach, hahaha..."

"Okay, let's do it like this. Don't bother me again. If you want to make a lot of money, you have to let these Jews understand that only we are their savior."

"OK, I won't disturb you and the group leader's sweet vacation anymore. I think the Jews will come looking for you."

After ending the call, Zhao Ziyang stretched out comfortably, looked at Angel with a smile, and said happily: "Good morning, dear."

Angel stretched out her white arms to hug Zhao Ziyang, with a smile on her face, and whispered: "Good morning, should we do some exercise?"

Zhao Ziyang almost fainted after hearing these words. He remembered that when he went to bed at night, he promised to get up in the morning and make up for this little girl An Qier again...

"But I haven't drank milk yet..." Zhao Ziyang joked.

"It doesn't matter, you can do it without milk..."

Angel lowered her head and stuck out her tongue to gently lick Zhao Ziyang's chest, then slid one hand down.

“Dingle bell…Dingle bell…”

"Shit!" Angel cursed loudly, grabbed the phone and shouted: "Can you please not disturb us? Thank you for your cooperation!"

"Hey, honey, who made you so angry?" A calm middle-aged man's voice came from the phone.

Hearing this voice, Angel put away her previous tone and called out coldly: "Father."

"Baby, get up quickly, you won't let me wait any longer."

"Okay." Angel hung up the phone and lay heavily on the bed, losing interest in continuing.

"Your father?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

"Yes, he is waiting for us outside." Angel nodded.

"Then let's get up quickly? It's not polite to make elders wait." Zhao Ziyang smiled and touched Angel's cheek, and said against her ear: "Chinese people have the best tradition: respect the old and love the young.

We have to do this."

"Okay." A smile appeared on Angel's face, she kissed Zhao Ziyang and said, "I listen to you."

The two hugged each other, got up, took a shower, cleaned up briefly and walked out of the hotel.

There are three cars parked in front of the hotel. These cars are not very luxurious, but you can tell at a glance that they are antique cars, giving people a sense of simplicity and nobility. This is the pursuit of European aristocrats. They think this

This kind of antique car can show their long family history.

In the middle is a Rolls-Royce Silver Phantom produced by Rolls-Royce in 1920. It was the best car in the world at that time, but now it has become a status symbol and most people cannot own it in 1920.

The Rolls-Royce Silver Phantom is produced, which is a classic of the last century.

"Hey, honey, why don't you say hello before you come?" A middle-aged man standing in front of the door of the Silver Charm car smiled at Angel.

This is a handsome middle-aged man, wearing a crisp suit and a medieval-style windbreaker. He wears a dark green emerald ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and holds an exquisite cane in his right hand.

At this time, this middle-aged man was looking at Angel with his blue eyes, showing deep affection. There was no doubt that this was Angel's father. Their eyes were the same and their faces were very similar.

"You should have known I was coming when I got off the plane in Berlin." Angel stared at her father coldly, not moving forward to do any courtesy.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you should know, I'm very busy, so..."

"Of course, of course I know you are very busy." Angel continued without changing her expression: "I understand, but I don't know what other women are in the manor?"

The middle-aged man looked particularly helpless and turned his attention to Zhao Ziyang.

"If I guess correctly, this gentleman should be your boyfriend, is that right?" Angel's father showed a friendly smile to Zhao Ziyang, and then said: "Please forgive our failure, my name is Louis Stambaugh.

Ben Nicholas Rose Duke, you can call me Louis or Rose Duke."

"My name is Zhao Ziyang, but I think it is more appropriate to call you uncle." Zhao Ziyang nodded to Angel's father, Louis, and said, "Please don't be offended, Angel's temper is always like this."

"Of course I understand my daughter, hahaha..." Louis laughed, raised his arms and said to Angel: "Baby, it's time for us to go back to the manor. You know, your cousin has been looking forward to your return."

Angel ignored her father's actions, omitting the action of holding her father's arm, and pulled Zhao Ziyang into the Rolls-Royce Silver Phantom.

"Oh, this naughty little girl." Louis smiled and made a helpless gesture and walked into the car.

The car drove gently up the winding mountain road, and after about twenty minutes, it arrived at the castle on the mountain, which is the manor of the Rose family.

This is a medieval steeple-shaped castle complex with a large garden and various servants. Two rows of servants in tuxedos were waiting at the door. When they saw the motorcade entering, they all bowed down and saluted respectfully.

This is the nobility, Zhao Ziyang sighed in his heart.

"My baby, you haven't been home for four years. Doesn't it feel particularly cordial to come here?" Louis asked Angel with a smile on his face.

Angel had a cold face and said nothing, as if his relationship with his father was very bad.

"Oh, okay, today's focus is not on you, but on your boyfriend, Mr. Zhao Ziyang." Louis didn't think there was anything wrong, and cleverly pushed Zhao Ziyang to the main position.

"By the way," Louis said to Zhao Ziyang as if he had thought of something: "I have specially prepared a unique banquet for you. I think you will like it."

"Thank you very much." Zhao Ziyang smiled and nodded.

"Hey, no need to say thank you, you are Angel's boyfriend, we will be a family from now on, right?" The smile on Louis' face remained unchanged.

After hearing this, Angel glanced at Louis, and then looked away.

Three cars stopped, and an elderly servant wearing a wig and a tuxedo ran over and opened the door for Louis and Angel.

"Miss Angel, welcome home." The elderly servant bent down to salute Angel, and saluted Zhao Ziyang with a standard smile.

Angel nodded, took Zhao Ziyang's arm and walked towards the hall.

After seeing Angel, the servants all bent down and saluted, including Zhao Ziyang. To be honest, Zhao Ziyang was very uncomfortable facing this kind of situation, but he still pretended to be calm and calm, showing off his due calmness and calmness.

polite.

"Butler Julian." Louis called the elderly servant who opened the door and ordered him: "Is Angel's favorite dish ready? And have the invitations to the evening banquet been distributed?"

"Mr. Duke, all the invitations have been distributed, and the young lady's favorite dishes have been prepared." The butler answered Louis respectfully.

"Very good." Louis nodded and said with a smile: "Julian, you know, I am very happy today."

Julian said to Louis with a smile on his face: "Of course, you haven't seen Miss for four years."

Lewis waved with a smile on his face and walked into the room.

This castle room retains most of its former appearance, but many modern things have been added to it. The combination does not conflict, but has a classical modern beauty.

The hall is very large, at least 500 square meters by visual inspection. Every table and chair is very exquisite, including vases, tablecloths and other small things.

Two beautiful women came down from upstairs. They were all smiling after seeing Angel, and walked quickly to say hello to Angel.

"Angel, you are getting more and more beautiful, but Aunt Lina has always missed you very much."

"Go away!" Angel's cold face revealed a trace of deep disgust, and she said to these two beautiful women: "Don't let me see you, otherwise I can't guarantee whether I will kill you!

"

The two beautiful women, who were passionately in love with their cold buttocks, snorted loudly, turned around and left angrily.

"Two sluts!" Angel cursed in disgust.

"An Qier, who are these two?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

"My father's woman is very good in bed, but her brain is not very good." Angel deliberately said this loudly so that everyone in the hall could hear her.

Behind him, Louis spread his hands helplessly with a wry smile on his face, expressing that he was powerless to do anything to his daughter.

"Hi, cousin Angel!" came the rich man's voice.

"Cousin Paul." Seeing the tall man running towards him, Angel nodded to him, with a hint of happiness in her eyes.

The young man who ran over was about thirty years old, with blond hair neatly combed, a face that looked particularly energetic, and the same blue eyes as Angel, shining with deep joy.

"You naughty little princess, why didn't you know how to go home for four years?" A cousin named Paul ran up to the two of them and complained to Angel.
To be continued...