"Do something for me!" Blunt leaned down, his light blue eyes exuding a sinister light, "After the task is completed, I will give you the commission you deserve, give you your own castle, and let you
The old man will give you a title."
Three years ago, Mu Ziluo suddenly returned to China. He heard that the company he established in China had been ruthlessly swallowed up, but he did not expect that Mu Ziluo would be so presumptuous that he wanted to snatch the position of the patriarch of the Smith family from him.
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Don't even think about it!
Blunt sneered contemptuously, patted Lance's cheek a few times with his palm, and said again: "Lance, don't be so dissatisfied. It's better than you now having the title of Prince and Highness, but not being a servant."
Worse than anything else."
Blunt stood up slowly, adjusted his clothes elegantly, and gave him a condescending look, as if he was sure that Lance would agree to his request.
"I should go downstairs. Today is my dear brother's engagement day. As a brother, I can't disappear for too long. I neglect the guests. This is not the etiquette that I, Prince Blunt, should have." He flicked.
After removing his clothes, Brandt walked out without even looking at him, "Lance, don't be dissatisfied, think about it carefully!"
I have long heard that Abraham is bisexual and a good man, but it is difficult to find a perfect candidate. By giving him a prince from the Kingdom of St. Willy, Abraham should be able to see his sincerity.
Brunt curled his lips and smiled softly. Although this prince had no status in the Kingdom of St. Villi, he was still a prince after all, and his appearance was outstanding.
Abraham should be satisfied.
Staring at his distant back, Lance stood up gracefully, wiped away the blood on his lips, and his deep eyes flashed with light.
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At the royal ball, the sweet music was melodious and long-lasting.
Blunt put one hand in his trouser pocket, held up a glass of red wine and shook it slowly with the other hand. His angular face was like the most perfect masterpiece of a sculptor, and an evil and sycophantic smile appeared on the corners of his half-smiling lips.
His light blue eyes looked around at the crowd, and finally fixed his gaze on the pair on the dance floor.
With a lazy smile on his lips, Brent slowly walked away.
"Ziluo." The friendly voice spoke with joy, raised his fist and lightly punched the opponent's shoulder, and Brandt teased: "Congratulations, you finally welcomed your first princess."
After saying that, Blunt turned around and gently held Wu Bingxuan's right hand, kissed her gently, and the gentleman politely praised: "You are so beautiful."
"Thank you!" In return with a perfect smile, Wu Bing held up her skirt and performed a ladylike etiquette.
Blunt nodded slightly with a smile, and when his eyes came into contact with the colorful necklace around her neck, his whole body froze.
The condensation of the colorful moon?
How could it be on her?
The old guy actually has such a precious thing in her body. Does he really want to pass the position of patriarch of the Smith family to Mu Ziluo?
No, he won't allow it.
A cold murderous intent flashed through his light blue eyes. The Smith family, the largest royal family in the Kingdom of St. Willy, wanted to get this position no matter what.
Putting his arms around Wu Bingxuan's slender waist, Mu Ziluo's eyes flashed, and the corner of his lips raised a sneer, "Brunt? Brent..."
"Ah?!" Blunt came back to his senses immediately, put away his panic, and smiled again.