Inside the Bada Clothing Store.

After Fengying cleaned up Mrs. Romande and others, she walked straight to Jiangnan with a puzzled look in her eyes and asked: "Why don't you kill her directly! I can feel that she is very hostile to us now. In Karasa here, this will be very unfavorable to us, Domain Lord!"

Jiang Nan smiled deeply and said, "Although we have something to grasp the lifeline of Kalasa, these things cannot be mentioned in public! The bigger the trouble she makes, the better for us!"

Feng Ying immediately understood what Jiangnan meant, looked at Jiangnan with admiration, not talking too much.

The staff of Bada Clothing Store also prepared clothes and asked Bai Ling and others to try it on.

On the other side.

Ruihua Furen Street is located in a super large villa on the south side.

Mrs. Romande was like a little girl, kneeling in front of an old man who looked a little similar to her, crying with grievance.

"This group of people is so bold? Even if you have reported the family name, they dare to take action?"

After hearing Romande's words, the old man was furious.

Although he is old, he has been in a high position all year round, which makes the old man have a momentum of being arrogant without anger.

Now that the old man got angry, this momentum seemed to have formed a substance, which made a group of members of the Poles family silent and dared not show off for a moment.

"Grandpa, yes! Especially the one who is leading them, they even said bluntly that they asked their granddaughter to get out, otherwise they would kill their granddaughter directly. If they weren't for the granddaughter running fast, I'm afraid... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

When Mrs. Romande was furious when she saw the old man, she was very happy, but she looked even more aggrieved. Thinking of her being beaten, Mrs. Romande shed tears of true feelings and burst into tears.

"Oh! My good granddaughter, don't cry, grandpa's heart hurts! Don't worry, no one dares to challenge me in the city area of ​​Kalasa, Boles and Khalisade!"

Halisad stepped forward and helped Mrs. Romande up, and helped Mrs. Romande wipe her tears with great distress. He turned his head and shouted angrily at the middle-aged man who smiled bitterly, "Morthe, your daughter has been bullied like this. Are you still watching? Why don't you mobilize everyone now? If they are asked to run away, I will punish you!"

No one knows his son than his biological father. From Mrs. Romande's exaggerated speech and poor acting skills, Morche already knows that this is Mrs. Romande's exaggerated words.

Perhaps the truth is not as true as Mrs. Romande said.

Moreover, not long ago, there were foreign ships that almost passed through the border, which made Morchedo consider it.

"Dad, I think it would be better to wait until you investigate the origins of these people first and then attack them! After all, it is an extraordinary time. If you attack someone you shouldn't offend, I'm afraid even if you are a Marquis, we..."

Morche thought about it carefully and spoke.

But before Morche could finish his words, Khalisard snorted coldly and interrupted Morche, saying, "You know I am a marquis? Why? Even other ministers cannot be so arrogant to touch our Boles family! No matter who it is, I will give him some color, otherwise he would really think that our Boles family is easy to bully!"

Seeing that Khalisad was angry, Morche was brewing his words, but he didn't say them in the end. After saluting respectfully, he stepped back.

"It's true, it's a good thing that Morche is a man who married into the Bors family, and he doesn't even have such a courage! I really don't know how Hassali looked at this guy!"

Halisad looked at Morche's departure back, snorted coldly, then changed his face and smiled at Mrs. Romand and said, "My good granddaughter, wait, grandpa will vent your anger! If you are tired, go and rest first! Don't get tired of yourself."

At the end of the conversation, Harrysad spoke very dotingly, no wonder he had cultivated Mrs. Romande with such a bad personality.

Mrs. Romande shook her head and said, "No, I want to see my grandpa vent my anger!"

Harry Sard focused his attention and said, "Okay, grandpa listens to his granddaughter!"

As he said that, Harrysad got up and prepared to pull Mrs. Romande away, but was shirked by Mrs. Romande.

"Grandpa, wait for me for ten minutes, and I will laugh at them with the most gorgeous face!"

Harrysad glanced at Mrs. Romand's crying makeup, nodded, and said, "Okay!"

Mrs. Romande smiled like a flower, and tapped Harry's side face and jogged back to her room.

Halisard sat down again and waited for Mrs. Romande.

"Marquis Marquis, Prince Barriston has something to bring to you!"

A tall, mighty guard walked into the lobby, looked at Halisard, saluted respectfully, and said.

Harry Sard frowned slightly, stood up and said, "What's the matter!"

"Prince Barriston asked you to arrive at Haeger Pier within half an hour to welcome the VIP!"

The guard said respectfully.

Harrysad frowned even more and said, "Do you want me to be yourself? Not sending an envoy to help me?"

The guard said, "Yes, Marquis! Not only you, but other ministers are rushing to Haeger Pier at this moment!"

Khalisad was surprised and said, "There are other palace ministers? What is the identity of the VIP we welcome this time?"

The man wearing a palace guard uniform showed a look of embarrassment on his face and said, "Sorry, Marquis, I was just sent by Prince Barriston to pass the message. I don't know the specific content! Please don't make things difficult for the Marquis and set off as soon as possible!"

Harry Sard sighed and said, "Okay! I will go!"

The man in the palace guard uniform who was passing the message nodded heavily and turned around and left.

Halisad got up and came to Mrs. Romand's room. He saw Mrs. Romand who was dressing up. He sighed and said, "Good granddaughter, I'm sorry, grandpa may not be with you!"

"Why! Grandpa, didn't you promise your granddaughter? You want to vent your anger for your granddaughter, grandpa lied to others, grandpa lied to others!"

Mrs. Romande said coquettishly.
Chapter completed!