"This is a photo of my mother." Angel pointed to a photo on the bedside of her room and said to Zhao Ziyang: "My mother passed away when I was seven years old, and then I left this home."

Zhao Ziyang gently held Angel in his arms, looked at the photo, and saw a dazzling and beautiful woman in the photo.

"An Qier, your mother is very beautiful." Zhao Ziyang praised.

"Yes, she is the most beautiful woman in the world." Angel nodded, turned her head and smiled at Zhao Ziyang: "Our mother is too."

This "our mother" refers to Zhao Ziyang's mother, An Qier said it very naturally.

"Of course." Zhao Ziyang kissed Angel gently and said to the photo: "Mom, please don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Angel."

An Qier smiled, very sweetly and happily, because her mother also became Zhao Ziyang's mother.

"Angel, can you tell me what happened after you were seven years old?" Zhao Ziyang hugged Angel and sat on the bed, asking her about the past that she had never mentioned.

"There's nothing to say." Angel curled her lips and said to Zhao Ziyang simply and clearly: "When I was seven years old, my grandfather arranged for me to go to Munich and go to school there. Then I met my teacher and together with Nakolulu

I studied with the teacher, then joined the army, and then became a sleeper. You know, I suspect that my mother did not die of natural causes, but I can't find any evidence."

What An Qier said was very simple, but Zhao Ziyang understood clearly. This was a seven-year-old girl who suspected that her mother had died abnormally after her mother died, and then embarked on a road full of gunfire and smoke. The grandfather here helped her, and there should be a lot of help.

She lived with her grandfather for a long time.

"Maybe it's not as bad as you think." Zhao Ziyang comforted Angel.

"Maybe." Angel nodded, leaned comfortably in Zhao Ziyang's arms, played with Zhao Ziyang's buttons in her hand and said to him: "Later I found that I fell in love with war, and then I met you and found that I like you.

More than war..."

"So you will be able to be a yellow-faced woman with peace of mind in the future?" Zhao Ziyang asked with a smile.

"Why not?" Angel said with her eyes wide open: "But I have to participate in the mission every year, otherwise I will be anxious."

"Okay, no problem, who made you the leader? Hahaha..."

"Nonsense, as the leader of the group, I can only control you now, no one else will listen to me."

"Aren't you satisfied? If you take care of me, don't you take care of everything? Haha..."

As long as Zhao Ziyang and An Qier are alone, they always have endless witticisms, and their love for each other is always very happy. An Qier is an aristocrat, but she doesn't have much aristocratic flavor, or that can only be said

He is a different kind of noble.

The lunch was very sumptuous. In addition to Western food, there was also Chinese food specially prepared for Zhao Ziyang, including Chinese tableware, which showed that the Rose family attaches great importance to Zhao Ziyang.

The lunch was attended by all important members of the Rose family. In addition to Angel's grandfather, father and several uncles, there was also his cousin Paul and his two stepmothers. It was a rare gathering of the whole family.

After lunch, Zhao Ziyang was invited to drink tea by his father-in-law, Louis, and had a pleasant conversation. From time to time, he asked about Angel's current situation and expressed his deep love for this daughter. To this prospective father-in-law, Zhao Ziyang showed his due

Respect, try to say something as roundly as possible.

As for Angel, she walked around the manor with her grandfather. Such opportunities were rare.

In the evening, there was a grand ball for Angel's arrival and to welcome Zhao Ziyang, the prospective son-in-law of the Rose family. A number of celebrities were invited, and many even flew in from abroad to attend, which fully demonstrated the power of the Rose family's huge network.

Throughout the afternoon, everyone in An Qier's family felt good about Zhao Ziyang. They did not have any intention to hinder the two of them from being together, and even said that they were satisfied with their being together. Maybe it was because Louis respected his daughter's choice very much, or maybe it was in his heart.

Feel guilty towards your daughter and try not to block her own choices.

It's a pity that Zhao Ziyang felt that this was a bit wrong. Angel's family is a deep aristocratic family, but during the conversation they didn't even ask about their own background. Is such a thing appropriate for an aristocratic family?

With this kind of doubt, we welcomed the grand dance held at Rose Manor in the evening.

Luxurious cars, ladies, and gentlemen made the rose garden extremely lively. The dance band was the world-famous Bavarian State Symphony Orchestra. At the same time, in order to take care of young people, the famous German Rammstein and the Irish Cranberries were invited.

Zhao Ziyang was familiar with many of the celebrities from all walks of life who had come from afar. Among them were many giants in the economic field. Their net worth was no less than 10 billion U.S. dollars. They were all world-famous people.

"An Qier, you have so many friends in your family." Zhao Ziyang sighed with emotion.

"Friends?" Angel was startled for a moment, followed Zhao Ziyang's gaze, and said with a chuckle: "Those are not friends, they are also members of our Rose family, but they are only peripheral members of the family and only have some money."

It's just some money. This sentence made Zhao Ziyang feel like he was dead.

"If you stay for a long time, you will also see the political members of our family. They are the core family members." An Qier continued to talk to Zhao Ziyang in a normal tone: "There are also light industry, oil, gold, manufacturing

industry, shipping industry, journalism, etc.”

When these things came out of Angel's mouth, Zhao Ziyang was even more shocked. He had always known that Angel was born into a noble family, but he never imagined that Angel was born into such a noble family: powerful in the world, and rich enough to rival the country!

"Angel, I'm so lucky. Why don't we let your father take care of several multinational groups for us? We don't have to be mercenaries. How much money can we make?" Zhao Ziyang showed his eyes full of stars.

"Really think so?" An Qier looked at Zhao Ziyang with a smile and whispered to him: "If I stay in the family, the next patriarch will definitely be mine, and everything will be under my control."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Zhao Ziyang licked his lips.

"But if I become the patriarch, I can't marry you, do you understand?" An Qier explained to Zhao Ziyang.

"It doesn't matter, at worst I'll be a pretty boy next to you, hahaha..."

"Yes, if you want to see your woman moaning under other men."

What he said was really poisonous. Zhao Ziyang didn't want to see this scene, so it would be better to marry Angel back home to avoid being worried about him.

The dance was going on in a lively manner. After expressing their blessings and welcome to Angel and Zhao Ziyang, the Rose family members started chatting with each other and tried their best to express themselves in front of Louis. This is generally the case for upper-class dances. This is to provide these people with

occasions for communication.

A handsome young man walked towards Angel and Zhao Ziyang with an aristocratic smile on his face.

"Hey, Angel, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Can I ask you to dance?" The young man's clear pupils exuded a charming light. This light was very hot. It was obvious that he was Angel's suitor.

"Not interested." Angel uttered three words with a cold face, and pulled Zhao Ziyang out.

"Hey, hey, Angel." The young man caught up and said to Angel unwillingly: "Do you remember when you were a kid? I liked you very much when you were a kid. At that time, we used to sit on the roof and watch the stars, and we used to lie on the grass and watch the sunset.

.”

"I'm very sorry, I have a boyfriend and I love him very much." An Qier put her arm around Zhao Ziyang and said clearly to the young man.

The young man glanced at Zhao Ziyang, frowned and asked, "Is he a noble?"

An Qier smiled and turned to look at Zhao Ziyang.

"No, I am not a noble." Zhao Ziyang said to this suitor very honestly.

There was a sharp pain in my arm. I really don’t know when this little girl Angel started to like pinching people.

"I'm not a noble." With the pain in his arm, Zhao Ziyang smiled and said to this guy: "I am a royal family, the Chinese Zhao family!"

Zhao Ziyang almost laughed when he said this under Angel's coercion. The words he once deceived that bastard Philip were clearly remembered by this little girl.

"Royal family?" The young man was stunned for a moment, and then made a disdainful voice: "There has been no royal family in China for a long time, you hypocritical liar."

"Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, you can check it out." Zhao Ziyang curled his lips.

"Angel, you have been deceived. There is no royal family in China now. This is a complete liar!" The young man shouted to Angel, grabbed Zhao Ziyang's collar and said: "I want to expose you as a liar, how dare you

Cheating on my angel!"

"Bang", the young man's body flew backwards, he covered his lower abdomen and knelt on the ground, moaning in pain.

"Get out!" Angel, who kicked him out, showed deep impatience and warned: "If you dare to be rude to my boyfriend again, I will twist your neck off."

After saying that, Angel pulled Zhao Ziyang and walked out of the manor. She didn't like such an occasion or such a guy at all. This kind of dance is not as comfortable as dragging Omo and a few guys to drink wine.

At this moment, seven or eight young masters rushed out and chased An Qier and Zhao Ziyang, with angry expressions on their faces.

"An Qier, why are you in such trouble?" Zhao Ziyang said helplessly.

"Trouble? No trouble. I haven't gone to your house to cause trouble yet." An Qier whispered to Zhao Ziyang's ear: "I'll give you a chance to protect the beauty and beat these playboys to the ground."

"Why?" Zhao Ziyang asked dissatisfied.

"Ice and fire at night..."

Zhao Ziyang's eyes lit up, and he turned around and rushed towards the group of young men who were chasing him.

Ten seconds later, Zhao Ziyang clapped his hands and hugged Angel, bit her ear and said: "Little Angel, don't regret it."

"As you wish."
Chapter completed!