With a smug smile on his face, Sonam turned his phone to speakerphone and put it on the table. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

”Hello。“ A young girl's voice came out of the speaker, and Sanjay went from confidence to confusion as she began to wonder why there was such a call in her new phone.

"Sister Tower, what's wrong?" A magnetic middle-aged male voice rang out. Hearing the name Ta Mei'er, Sanjay remembered the true purpose of his trip to Kolkata, and quickly reached out to pick up the phone on the table like a spring.

With one hand, he controlled Sonam, who wanted to stop him, turned the phone back into receiver mode and said, "Don't make trouble, Sonam." I'm sorry my wife made the wrong call, don't bother you. After speaking, he decisively put the phone away.

Sonamu, who thought that Sanjay was going to play tricks again, actually heard him apologize, and after ending the call, he had a much more relaxed expression, and asked curiously, "Who is over there?" The eldest princess? “

"A kind girl, but his brother, the man who spoke just now, may be someone who will deal with you for a long time." Sanjie, who was holding his mobile phone, pretended to be profound. "That's a smiling angel who likes to be called his brother, don't be fooled by him."

Picked up at the airport was a middle-aged local man wearing red full-rim glasses and a black shirt. Sanjay did not dare to stay in the royal palace near Matan Park for reasons of secrecy, and arranged a two-storey villa next door to the family for this honeymoon for his own careful consideration.

While Sonam was choosing clothes for the dinner next door in the evening, Sanjay met with his new butler, Babur Duram, the Brahmin Officer, in the small hall on the second floor.

"The Carthusian brothers, how are you doing?"

Babur, who was standing respectfully opposite Sanjay to the right, replied, "Annikaite has indeed been in Kolkata lately to engage in some four and arms dealings, and usually lives on a yacht. “

"Find someone to keep an eye on him, and once Ganesh is in Calcutta, I want our cameras and tape recorders in the lobby of the yacht, understand?"

"Yes, I'll arrange it. Ganesh bought a ticket to Kolkata the day after tomorrow, so should he send someone to install it now? “

"So fast, was you already on the train when you talked on the phone before? Anyway, send someone today, and you arrange for the state police department to organize an operation to clean up the law and order in Kolkata immediately, I don't want Sonam to see anything too dirty here. “

"Understood." Babur was on the phone.

Sanjay sat on the sofa and looked at the female lawyer who had just returned home opposite, and added a few words.

"Put a bug on the phone of the female lawyer named Sveta across the street, and tell Gayansi to let him do a good job of restructuring the Bollywood side, I will probably stay for a few months, and when I go back, I will see Balaj Pictures, which specializes mainly in Hindi and Telugu, and the production, actors, models, television, cinema, and musical productions are all involved."

"Is Baraj the company my dad is talking about?" Sonam, who came out of his clothes after changing clothes, seemed to hear some tails.

At this time, Sonam was wearing a yellow sleeveless dress, her hair was simply tied into a flower shape at the back of her head, the bright white of the pearl earrings and the jet black of her hair reflected each other, her plain face was full of youthful atmosphere, and her big eyes seemed to be able to speak.

Sanjay was intoxicated for a moment, then turned his head to stare at Babur, who was standing there under thirty years old. Babur seemed to have forgotten to be on the phone, and he didn't speak, just stared at Sonam and swallowed.

Smack, smack, smack.

Sanjay slapped Babur twice with his bow left and right, and before he was satisfied, he slapped Babur in the face again. Babur, who realized what he had just done, slapped himself twice in shame and walked backwards towards the stairs. Sanjay wanted to make up for it, but Babur didn't realize that he had reached the top of the stairs and rolled down the stairs.

Regardless of Babur's life or death, Sanjay hugged Sonam, who was half-open in surprise with his right hand, and walked back to the room she had just come out of, and closed the door with his backhand. Seeing that the bed was occupied by all kinds of clothes, Sanjay impatiently turned around and pushed the beautiful woman in his arms onto them. In order to prevent her face from installing the wooden door, Sonam subconsciously supported the door with both hands, but Sanjay's strength was relatively strong, causing her hands to be pressed against the door by her lower abdomen.

Babur's actions just now aroused Sanjay's jealousy, and the boy with an adult face, like an ordinary adolescent child, only wanted to assert his sovereignty through possession. the knots of the skirt with teeth untied at the back of the beauty's neck; The left hand groped for the space left at the back of the skirt, trying to find a way to the front of the chest by feeling; The right hand is busy with the waistband and buckle of the trousers.

Thinking of Babur outside the door, Sonam's sanity and shame restrained the urge to shout and scold Sanjay.

Babur, who stood up from the ground, listened to the sound of the door slamming upstairs and the intermittent sound of something being swept to the ground, and while reflecting on himself, he sat on the sofa on the first floor and talked to people on the phone, hoping to fulfill the request that Prince Sanjay had just made on time.

The setting sun slanted into the living room on the first floor, shining on Babur's face, and he looked holy and noble at this time.

When Svetta was so hungry that he couldn't stand his parents' words and wanted to rush into Sanjay's house to arrest the two residents so that they could have dinner, Svetta's father dutifully used a small screwdriver to put a bug into his daughter's mobile phone.

This was the assignment he had just received, and the second assignment he had received as a spy officer in Calcutta arranged by the royal family. If it weren't for the content of recalling his son Ah Jun back for a blind date in the first task, this ordinary Kolkata landlord would still be able to fantasize about his daughter flying on the branches to be a phoenix.

Babur held up Sveta at the gate, and Sanjay, who was wearing a white long-sleeved T-shirt and brown slacks, held the arm of Sonam, who was wearing a pink long-sleeved T-shirt and brown slim pants, smiled and said hello to Sveta, and walked straight to her house.

With a WTF expression, Schvita looked at the expressionless Babur, and then at the back of the Sharma couple who were about to enter their house, stomped his feet, and turned to go back to eat.

The dinner was generally good, but Sonam always felt that from the neighbor who came to pick up the airport, he could see the shadow of his father Bonie.

Yes, it's like watching my father Bonie play.

But the strange thing is that the talented Sonam can feel that everyone except Svetta is sincerely blessed by himself.