In a hilltop villa in L City, Fang Ling'er yelled angrily.

"Let me go! You're kidnapping! His grandmother is a ball, and the old lady wants to go home! ”

Fang Ling'er angrily broke free from the rope in her hand, but she couldn't break free.

Just an hour ago, Fang Ling'er had just come out of the school gate with a group of buddies, discussing where to go happily! Inexplicably, an extended version of the Rolls-Royce came, and then a black-clothed butler appeared inexplicably, and finally the inexplicable Fang Ling'er was taken away.

Fang Linger has played everything since she was a child, but she has never played such a high-end and handsome car, and she sat on it directly when her brain was hot.

Not only that, but also all kinds of gags to talk to the driver, just want to touch the perfect steering wheel.

But not only did she not touch the steering wheel, but she was tied up after coming to this inexplicable hilltop villa.

In other words, is it possible for you to open a Rolls-Royce for kidnapping?

Fang Ling'er glared angrily at the handsome man sitting on the luxurious sofa in front of him, gritting her teeth.

The man didn't speak, just shook the wine glass in his hand expressionlessly, elegantly put the wine glass under his nose, and shook it gently, even Fang Ling'er from a distance could feel the mellow taste of the red wine.

The man opened his thin lips slightly and sipped his mouth gently, as if he was tasting, looking very noble and elegant.

The next moment, Fang Ling'er shouted indignantly.

"I'm telling you, even if you use a beautiful man's trick, it's useless. The old lady has long passed the age of nymphomaniacs! ”

Fang Ling'er ran over angrily, but because of the restraint of her hands, she threw herself directly into the other party's arms without noticing.

The man sneered and said.

"That's what you call useless? Fang Ling'er, you have really lived for eighteen years in vain. ”

When Fang Ling'er rushed over, the man had already moved the red wine aside slightly, still very elegant at this time, but also with a hint of arrogance.

Before Fang Ling'er could react, the man threw her to the side of the sofa with a cold face.

"I was wrong, I should be about to turn eighteen! You'll be eighteen in three months, and until then, I'll take over your life. ”

"Why!"

Fang Ling'er's eyes widened, where did this domineering and self-righteous man come from? Do you think you're a peerless president who stands tall above you? Why did you make a bold statement to take over your own life? Why did he say that?

Fang Ling'er sneered and said.

"Who do you think you are? Still taking over my life? If you want to chase the old lady, it's too inferior, right? If you have the ability, you will take over the rest of my mother's life! ”

"You deserve it too."

The man frowned imperceptibly, and the disgust and disdain in his eyes could not be more obvious.

Fang Ling'er was suddenly furious. Depend on! What do you mean? Can you beg me? It still looks like a high-minded charity, where did this neurosis come from?

Fang Ling'er looked left and right, and was overjoyed when she saw a fruit knife on the coffee table, and went over without saying a word, and untied the shackles on her hands by dividing them by two, and the man in front of her didn't make any movement, and she couldn't help but feel a little strange in her heart.

But she doesn't have the leisure to play such childish games with others now.

Fang Ling'er snorted coldly, plunged the fruit knife into the apple, and proudly gestured to the man in front of him with a middle finger, and then walked out of the door arrogantly.

Who knew that as soon as the door opened, he was shocked to find that there were still two strong men guarding outside.

"Miss, you can't leave here without the young master's orders."

One of the men said solemnly.

Fang Ling'er rolled her eyes, what young master? A bunch of neurotics!

But when she took another step forward but was directly blocked by the man, and when she closed the door before she could react, Fang Ling'er felt more and more wrong.

"Horse eggs! Who the hell are you? Why do this to me? Even if it's Kanaya Zangjiao, you have to tell me why, right? The old lady is as beautiful as a flower? Or is it outstanding? Or ......"

Fang Ling'er walked back to the living room very irritably, and saw that the man on the sofa was still sitting very elegantly, only feeling very irritable.

She sat across from the man and chattered.

The man's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and it had only been half an hour since he returned to the villa, and the woman's mouth was as if she had never heard it, and not only that, but not a few words that came out of her mouth were good.

For example, what is as beautiful as a flower and has an outstanding demeanor......

The man looked at Fang Ling'er in front of him, no matter what angle he looked at, he couldn't find any trace of a woman at all.

The man glanced at Fang Ling'er coldly, and Fang Ling'er, who was talking freely and trying to annoy this man who didn't like to talk much, immediately closed his mouth.

Why is this man looking at himself like this? The eyes were so terrifying, cold as if there was no emotion, and it was terrifying to watch.

"What do you see? Don't think I'm going to be afraid of you! Let me tell you, the old lady's reputation in West Hill High School ......"

Fang Ling'er said inwardly, her voice getting smaller and smaller. What is the origin of this man? Why bring yourself to this place? Even if it's fatal, you have to give a reason, right?

At this moment, the man spoke.

"Fame? Is there a crane tail car at West Hill High School? Or is it a little sister who doesn't learn anything? Or is it just a little hooligan who knows how to hang out with the gangsters in society? ”

"Can you speak? Old lady ......"

"Seventy-two sentences."

Without waiting for Fang Ling'er to finish speaking, the man said coldly.

"From the time I came in until now, you have said seventy-two old mothers, one hundred and fifty-three swear words. Fang Ling'er, are you worthy of your mother? ”

"Who do you think you are? Why do you say I'm sorry for my mom?! ”

Fang Ling'er was stunned and stared at the man in front of him very vigilantly until he said lightly.

"Fang Ling'er, don't you know that your mother made an international call before she died?"

Fang Ling'er bit her chin fiercely and didn't say a word.

The man didn't care either, and continued.

"I don't care how your mother died, I just know that since your mother entrusted you to me when she was dying, then you have to give me good obedience."

"What? How is this possible? How could my mom possibly give me over to a man I didn't know? ”

Fang Ling'er sneered a few times, looking at the man with a hint of anger in her eyes. This kind of thing is said to be done by her mother, and she believes that it is her father's handiwork.