China Airport A:
The arrival of Shen Ling and the others was stunning. The pear blossoms were dewy, fresh and beautiful, charming and charming, bright and moving. Her skin was slightly plump, elegant and gentle, fresh and pleasant...）
"Hah! We're in China! Dad won't be able to control me in the future." Cheers erupted as soon as they got off the plane. This caused Han, Yi, and Ling to attract even more attention.
A 30-year-old woman and five bodyguards followed behind her.
"Miss, I'm your butler in China, Chen Yu. If you want, you can call me Aunt Chen."”
"Yes, Aunt Julia." Since it was the butler, the five burly men behind him must be bodyguards.
"Han, Yi, you guys go first. Contact me if you need anything!”He said indifferently.
After the two of them left, Aunt Julia said,
"Miss, they are the bodyguards that Master instructed me to choose.”Could it be that this woman knew kung fu?
The people at the airport stopped in their tracks. They looked at the beautiful girl, the slightly plump woman, and the five men in black who were definitely not good people…
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Shen Ling's villa:
In front of the garden in the villa:
Shen Ling sat on the tea chair and listened to Aunt Julia 'patiently' as she explained,"Miss, Master specially instructed that these are your two maids, Lin and Yue.”He pointed at the two pretty women beside him.
His father specially instructed him? There was no need to ask. They definitely knew kung fu, and their kung fu was not bad! He was here to look after her on behalf of his father!
"These are 10 bodyguards…"
“STOP!”Damn, this wasn't America. "Listen, I only have two requests: One, no matter who it is, you are not allowed to enter my room. I can do the cleaning myself. Second, no matter what I do, I don't like people talking. Understand?" It meant that no matter what I do, you can't tell my dad.
She elegantly got up from her chair and returned to her room.
He looked at the information his father had found about the Saint Nanyi Academy and the classes he was going to enter. It was the seating chart of Class 1 of the second year.
Eh? Coincidentally, the student who sat in the second seat from the south in the first row had just transferred yesterday. Well, he would be sitting there tomorrow. Then, he looked at his deskmate…Mu…Mu Yalan?!
Mu Yalan?
Mu Yalan…
Mu Yalan, the friend who grew up with him and came to China a year ago?
Heavens! This was too much of a coincidence.
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