Xu Ningran sat on the pear wood chair next to the bed and read a book, she had been sitting all afternoon, and she didn't know if she had read it or not, during the time she left Longguo, she was quiet far more than before. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The complete set of Longguo furniture is antique, with intricate and gorgeous wool carpets, decorating the whole house inside and outside into a unified style, just like a very exquisite Longguo palace mansion.

She was holding a book, from the collection of Onas Sierged's large library, a very precious old version, still printed vertically in traditional characters, I really don't know what use Onas wanted these books to do without knowing Chinese.

The servant of the house came and knocked cautiously at the door, and invited her to supper.

"Mr. Sylgerd is back!" said the servant, smiling, "I may have dinner with you." ”

He was so quiet, without alarming Xu Ningran, I don't know if he didn't want to disturb her peaceful moment, or if he had an important "guest" visiting.

Xu Ningran followed him, and did not return to his white mansion on the coast of Qinhai, but temporarily settled in the small country of Europe, which was also a mansion like a luxurious castle, but the guards were not as strict as those in Qinhai, probably because it was very secretive.

Xu Ningran didn't want to go back to the place where others could find her for the time being, so they stayed here first, of course, maybe this was not the only reason.

The rectangular table was covered with snow-white tablecloths, the utensils were shiny, and the servants were serving the same dishes. Thankfully, Onas' chef Takashi is doing a good job of the craft, and he doesn't know where he learned the craft.

Onas Sylgerd was already sitting at the other end of the long table, and was looking through a magazine, when he saw Xu Ningran coming, he immediately put down what he was doing, and showed a kind smile.

The old man never seemed to know tiredness, and whenever he saw him, he always looked radiant.

Someone immediately pulled out a chair for Xu Ningran, and Onas motioned to pour her a table of wine, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said with a smile: "I was ten minutes late for today's meal - I have a local guest coming over and saying a few more words, I'm really sorry, are you hungry?"

Xu Ningran shook his head: "You know, I haven't had a good appetite lately. ”

Onas observed her carefully, then nodded, and said, "It looks a little better, fortunately, Xu ~ nothing can detract from your beauty." ”

Any woman who hears such a compliment is always embarrassed to put on a flat face again.

Xu Ningran smiled slightly: "If it's not good-looking enough, probably the people in this room will be annoyed when they see me every day, how can I eat and drink cheekily~"

Onas laughed: "Just eat! Xu ~ You can't eat me in a few lifetimes, don't see me outside." ”

The atmosphere of a meal can easily be enlivened by the mobilization of Onas. They had dinner together, Xu Ningran sipped his wine, and listened to him talk about recent anecdotes with a smile, as well as some people and things he had encountered in the business field.

It is only at such a moment, when the moving sorrow envelops her, that touching sorrow can be slightly subsided, replaced by a fresh, amorous and graceful bearing, which does not seem frivolous, but is full of seductive reverie. Fortunately, she has always regarded Onas as an elder and friend, so this atmosphere does not seem ambiguous at all.

Towards the end of the dinner, Onas's personal secretary came over and spoke to him with his ear close to his ear.

He looked at Xu Ningran and said to her, "Xu~ I have a guest coming over...... More special guests. Would you like to come over and sit with us, maybe help me?"

Xu Ningran had been observing the movements of him and his secretary, and at this time, it was not surprising that although there was an invitation in Onas's eyes, the secretary's eyes were full of vigilance.

She smiled and said slowly, "Onas, your business is more or less secret, so it's better not to let me know...... I used to live too complicated, and now I just want to keep it simple. You'd better deal with it yourself. As he spoke, he raised his glass and said, "I'll drink two more glasses and I'll go write my novel." That's what I'm good at. ”

Onas looked at her and laughed as if he were a child he doted on, and pointed at her and said, "While disgusting yourself for eating and drinking for nothing, and being lazy when you let you help...... Okay, not reluctantly, then I'll go get busy first. You drink a little less and be careful to write it, your readers won't be able to read a word. ”

With that, he placed the napkin on the table, got up and left the dining room with his secretary and went upstairs.

At the corner of the stairs, he glanced back.

Xu Ningran was still sitting at the table, sipping the glass of wine, her posture was dignified and graceful, quiet and natural, like the focus of a painting, or the soul of a painting, in this Longguo-style, antique-decorated house.

Any ancient and fascinating culture has a collector's value. And the flawless beauty, without a doubt, is the most expressive and charming stroke of all the collections!

When this beauty loses all her yearning for the outside world and becomes completely quiet and introverted, he only needs to use a little more means, and she will stay in this world of collection and become the soul in it forever!

But before that, he must confirm that she is docile and harmless. Xu Ningran likes to write novels, she wants to paint, even if she wants to display her work in the world's top galleries or book fairs, Sylgerd can follow her!

The more indifferent she is to his vast and complex undertakings, the better, and the less she knows, the better. A good collector's can enjoy the wealth and power that a man, or rather, her owner, brings, but don't be too curious about the source of those wealth and power.

Xu Ningran only continued to sit in the dining room for a short while, then went upstairs to her study and continued to write her manuscript.

The computer screen casts fluorescent light on her face, and occasionally she switches screens, and the color changes like the waves of the sea.

For a moment, her mind drifted to the far, nowhere of the sea.

There, the giant ship that almost never docks, carrying countless secrets that criminal syndicates and so-called "big names" hate, are constantly being discovered, eradicated, and reborn in this world. The struggle between justice and evil is not always black and white, sometimes the means are outside the world's standards and rules, and sometimes there are possible sacrifices.

That man has always taken it as his duty to protect the safety and honor of the country, but finally, he can no longer protect her.