At this moment, a large number of footsteps came, and then I saw the pale-looking Ning Zhilei walking in.
There were many people following her, probably her bodyguards. At this moment, there were a large number of these bodyguards, one was staring at the other, and directly staring at Jin Jiumei's people.
When Fan A San saw Ning Zhilei appear, he lit up and said, "Baby, you really can't bear to leave me. I took three medicines for you. You will definitely feel very happy tonight...
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"Ba"
Before Fan A San could finish his words, Ning Zhilei had already slapped him, making Fan A San stagger back.
However, at this moment, his body swayed, but he did not fight back. He just touched his cheek, looking strange and weird.
If you look closely, you can see that his breathing is very rapid, and it seems that he can't wait.
Jin Jiumei looked at Ning Zhilei for a moment, then hesitated: "Are you Wan Zhenhai's adopted daughter? Ning Zhilei?"
Wan Zhenhai's adopted daughter is Ning Zhilei's identity in Wucheng.
Otherwise, once her identity as the Ning princess is exposed, I don’t know how many people will attract covetousness.
But even Wan Zhenhai's adopted daughter is already scary enough.
"Yes, it's me."
Ning Zhilei walked to Ye Hao and stared at Jin Jiumei with a cold expression.
"Your Jin family is so awesome!"
"It would be fine when the Indians were tyrants. In broad daylight, they dared to force the girls to rob the people of the people of the Indians to flatter them?"
"I think your Jin family has come to an end!"
The bodyguard captain who followed Ning Zhilei also stepped forward with a ugly expression and said coldly: "My sister Jin Jiu, you need to give an explanation for this matter."
These bodyguards all came from the Ning family. I remembered that their princess was almost defiled by the Indians. If it weren't for the international influence, they might have taken action to destroy these Indians directly.
Fan A San also realized that Ning Zhilei's identity should not be simple at this moment. He covered his face and walked forward and asked, "Miss Jin, who is this person?"
Jin Jiumei's eyes flashed and she whispered: "The eldest lady from a wealthy family in Yanjing, the adopted daughter of the old man from the Wan family."
A wealthy daughter?
Wanjia adoptive daughter?
Hearing this sentence, Fan A San was not afraid, but his eyes were burning.
For him, playing with a wealthy girl is much more interesting than playing with an ordinary woman.
But Jin Jiumei restrained her arrogant and domineering look at her face. She squinted her eyes, looked at Ning Zhilei and the bodyguard captain, and smiled and said, "So it's Miss Ning. I said this is a misunderstanding. Can you understand?"
"Miss Ning's beauty motivation, Mr. Fan has drunk again. He is obsessed with your beauty and said a few more words."
"The Indians under his command misunderstood what he meant, so they went crazy!"
"Fortunately, no one has lost much, and those who don't have eyes have been ruined."
"Let's do this. For the sake of our Jin family and Wan family, I ask Mr. Fan to say sorry to you and compensate you for one million mental losses. How about it?"
"After all, even if you Miss Ning was born in a wealthy family in Yanjing, you are still an outsider in Wucheng!"
"You should understand the principle that a strong dragon does not suppress a local snake!"
"What's more, the Wan family has never been a match for our Jin family."
"You don't want Mr. Wan to fight our Jin family to the death for this little thing, right?"