Chapter 617: The Wedding of the Prosperous Age, 8 [617]
"Then you can rest for a while, it will be lively for a while at night."
"Hmm."
Samar smiled softly, said nothing more and turned to leave the room.
In the hallway, Beitang Yaori stood by the guardrail and watched the lively wedding celebration preparations below.
"These days are very important for Princess Vidia, Shahrukh, I want you to pay attention to your words and actions, what to do and what not to do, you know what I mean?"
"Major General Anand, what are you worried about?"
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The small guard commander and the major general of the Air Force, even if there is one in the sky and one underground, the momentum of Beitang Yaori is not lost to him by half a point.
"She always hangs outside Princess Vidia's room when she has something to do, do you know that this has a great impact on her."
"As Princess Vidia's bodyguard, that's what I should do."
"Shahrukh!"
Samar turned his head to look at the North Hall Flare in front of him, with an indifferent face.
"I remember I said that you look a lot like a man I know."
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"I've always wondered if you're the one he sent you."
"Hehehe......" Beitang Yaori smiled lightly, "Major General Anand has always cared about that man, do you think he will pose a threat to you?"
"You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"Even though that man was special to Princess Vidia, she doesn't remember that man at all, does she?"
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"In that case, what is Major General Anand worried about?"
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"Deliberately hiding it from telling her the truth, do you really think it's good for her?"
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Beitang Yaori was inexplicably a little angry in his heart, but he still maintained a faint smile on his face.
Walking up to Samar, the North Hall Flare passed by him.
"Remember, it's not protection, it's harm."
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Beitang Yaori's faint words seemed to touch Samar's scales.
Suddenly, Samar was a little angry, turned around and grabbed Beitang Yaori's collar.
"Shahrukh, I warn you not to give me any bad ideas, no one can hurt Vidia, and I will never allow it!"
"Really?"
"Even if that man comes back, I will never give Vidia to him!"
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The smile on Beitang Yaori's face gradually disappeared, his dark eyes became slightly cold, and he raised his hand, he grabbed Samar's wrist.
"She's not an object, and it's not your turn to decide her happiness!"
As he spoke, Beitang Yaori grabbed Samar's wrist and shook him hard. With tremendous force, Samar crashed into the marble pillar behind him.
"I just can't get used to your face of being good for her, you know what she wants, but you choose to hide her in this way and hurt her!"
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Beitang Sunny grabbed Samar by the collar and slammed him against the marble pillar again.
"Just let me see a hint of sadness on her face on her wedding day, even if you send the entire Indian army, I will take her from here!"
"Shah Rukh Khan? Who the hell are you?"
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Beitang Yaori smiled coldly and let go of Samar.
Samar looked at the arrogant man in front of him, and from the first time he saw him, Samar knew that he was not an ordinary character.
"Captain of the Guard, you're here, I've been looking for you for a long time!"
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